Apologies for this late addition but, is this a joke or a way out of all the political mess with the B word?




It is a slow day in the little Greek village, the rain is beating down and the streets are deserted.
Times are tough, everybody is in debt and everybody lives on credit.
On this particular day a rich German tourist is driving through the village, he stops at the local hotel and lays Euro 100 on the desk.
He tells the owner he wants to inspect the rooms with a view to staying the night.
The hotelier gives the tourist some keys and as soon as he's gone upstairs, the hotelier grabs the Euro 100 and runs next door to pay his debt to the butcher.
The butcher takes the Euro 100 and runs down the street to pay his debt to the pig farmer.
The pig farmer takes the Euro 100 and heads off to pay his debt to the supplier of feed and fuel.
The man at the Farmer's Co-op takes the Euro 100 and runs to pays his drinks bill at the taverna.
The publican takes the Euro 100, walks down the bar to the local prostitute and clears his debt for services rendered.
The prostitute then rushes around to the local hotel with the Euro 100 and pays off her room bill.
The hotelier then puts the Euro 100 note back on the desk so the German tourist will not suspect anything.
At that moment the German tourist walks back into the room and says the rooms are not satisfactory so he won't be staying, he picks up the Euro 100 and leaves.

So,

No-one produced anything.
No-one earned anything.
However, the whole village is now out of debt and looking to the future with a lot more optimism.
And that, Ladies and Gentlemen, is how that E.U. bailout works.