Ask [not] What They Can Do For Their Country

Bolt. What a great word. Reminds me of one of my favourite silly jokes: "why do I call my dog engineer...? Because every time I kick him he makes a bolt for the door".

Then there is the saying: shutting the stable door after the horse has bolted.

And of course we have Lillikas going off to France, to check on that EU Turkey Veto Recognition Solution Varosha door. "Elaaa re Lillikaaaaa mou", we should all be screaming as if our general state of diplomacy has become not unlike a day at the races. Still, it may prove to be a productive little trip for the minister in charge of exteriors, seeing as Christmas is just around the corner and as there won't be much else for him to do except for a bit of shopping.

Meanwhile, the head of the jockeys' union (and part-time naked emperor) is in China drawing on the so-called Taiwan parallel - of all things - as he babbles on about our just cause and the so-called north.

As if all of this were not enough, we have a pre-eminent columnist in Kathimerini doing his damndest to get to the top of the Strakka personnae non grata charts with a bullet. The second half of the last paragraph is well worth reading twice.