Now with the markets completely paralysed after the interest rate announcements, I can only sing this Ode to this man, on whom my shorts depend:
Trichet! Trichet! Trichet, my love
Trichet the hawk, Trichet the dove
Will you tame, Trichet, the Euro for me?
Will you kill, with your words, the insanity?
Trichet! Trichet! Please listen to me
Tomorrow the dollar will win verily
for bernanke has gone where you dared not tread
And the world no more fears the USD
But trichet, if you listen, the market will know
that you care for exporters, and care for the growth
And the euro, oh dearest trichet, must fall
Or the day it shall fall, it will shatter the earth
Trichet! Trichet! Will you listen to me?
Can you listen to reason 'fore calamity?
Trichet! Trichet! Trichet, my love
Trichet the hawk, Trichet the dove
Will you tame, Trichet, the Euro for me?
Will you kill, with your words, the insanity?
Trichet! Trichet! Please listen to me
Tomorrow the dollar will win verily
for bernanke has gone where you dared not tread
And the world no more fears the USD
But trichet, if you listen, the market will know
that you care for exporters, and care for the growth
And the euro, oh dearest trichet, must fall
Or the day it shall fall, it will shatter the earth
Trichet! Trichet! Will you listen to me?
Can you listen to reason 'fore calamity?
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Virtue finds and chooses the mean.
Aristotle, Ethica Nichomachea