The wise shall inherit glory: but shame shall be the promotion of fools. (Proverbs 3:35, KJV)
The Ambassador
Your highness, lately sending into France,
Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right
Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Third.
In answer of which claim, the prince our master
Says that you savour too much of your youth....
He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit,
This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this,
Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim
Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks.
The King
What treasure, uncle?
Exeter
Tennis-balls, my liege.
The King
We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;
His present and your pains we thank you for:
When we have march'd our rackets to these balls,
We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set
Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard....
And we understand him well,
How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,
Not measuring what use we made of them...
But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state,
Be like a king and show my sail of greatness
When I do rouse me in my throne of France:...
And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his
Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his soul
Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance
That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows
Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands;
Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;
And some are yet ungotten and unborn
That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn...
So get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin
His jest will savour but of shallow wit,
When thousands weep more than did laugh at it.
I. Then
The Ambassador
Your highness, lately sending into France,
Did claim some certain dukedoms, in the right
Of your great predecessor, King Edward the Third.
In answer of which claim, the prince our master
Says that you savour too much of your youth....
He therefore sends you, meeter for your spirit,
This tun of treasure; and, in lieu of this,
Desires you let the dukedoms that you claim
Hear no more of you. This the Dauphin speaks.
The King
What treasure, uncle?
Exeter
Tennis-balls, my liege.
The King
We are glad the Dauphin is so pleasant with us;
His present and your pains we thank you for:
When we have march'd our rackets to these balls,
We will, in France, by God's grace, play a set
Shall strike his father's crown into the hazard....
And we understand him well,
How he comes o'er us with our wilder days,
Not measuring what use we made of them...
But tell the Dauphin I will keep my state,
Be like a king and show my sail of greatness
When I do rouse me in my throne of France:...
And tell the pleasant prince this mock of his
Hath turn'd his balls to gun-stones; and his soul
Shall stand sore charged for the wasteful vengeance
That shall fly with them: for many a thousand widows
Shall this his mock mock out of their dear husbands;
Mock mothers from their sons, mock castles down;
And some are yet ungotten and unborn
That shall have cause to curse the Dauphin's scorn...
So get you hence in peace; and tell the Dauphin
His jest will savour but of shallow wit,
When thousands weep more than did laugh at it.
II. Now
Appeasement will do nicely. Yet Neville Chamberlain only had Munich--"Peace in our time." The asset has Singapore--"There is no longer a nuclear threat from North Korea"--and Helsinki.
Unlike Winston Churchill, the gentleman from New York has nothing to offer but fraud, spoils, jeers, and threats. And unlike the great Prime Minister, the American Judas shall only be remembered for collecting his thirty pieces of silver.
On July 16, 2018, the asset met his handler after criticizing NATO. Forty-nine years after Apollo 11 lifted off from Cape Kennedy, the gentleman from New York took off to kneel before Vladimir Putin. From triumph--"Houston, Tranquility Base here, the Eagle has landed"--to surrender, at least by the Chief Traitor who put tariffs on the Allies and wants to take sanctions off Russia.
Before the event, there was a present. And the asset play'd with the soccer ball. Recess won over the art of the deal. No objection, unlike Henry V.
"What treasure, uncle?"
"Tennis balls, my liege."
At the press conference, Jeff Mason of Reuters got right to the point with Putin.
"Did you want (the gentleman from New York) to win the election, and did you direct any of your officials to help him do that?"
"Yes, I did. Yes, I did."
It was as if Harold and Lloyd had appeared in Dumb and Dumber To and, while suffering from delusions of mediocrity, decided to go into another line of work.
Those kneepads the Comrade got him for Christmas sure came in handy in Helsinki. A few days later, the gentleman from New York invited Putin to the White House. Was it time to measure drapes for the Oval Office and take a victory lap? But, Comrade, beware. Any agreement you made or will make with him is worthless.
"As to corruption," John Jay noted, in trying to imagine the unimaginable, "the case is not supposable.... The idea is too gross and too invidious to be entertained. But in such a case, if it should ever happen, the treaty so obtained from us would, like all other fraudulent contracts, be null and void by the law of nations." (The Federalist Papers, No. 64)
The same applies to executive agreements, and the Case Act of 1972 requires notification of Congress. So dispense with bad magic tricks. Comrade, nothing up your sleeve does not mean something in our head disappears.
https://youtu.be/nHHbBJENSy4 [the soccer ball]
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