There have been some great, well-respected leaders in the world. Clinton, whatever the Americans thought of him and, in spite of his infamous non-sex episode, was well respected. Bush, unfortunately, was seen as a bit of an ass. I can’t speak for British leaders as I am British and, therefore, have a biased view, although, from what I can tell and from conversations I have had here, Margaret Thatcher was also well-respected (in spite of the damage she did to the country).
When we are in meetings, it is quite common for the meeting to be interrupted by a phone call to someone, whether it be personal or work, people here answer it as if, whatever they are doing, is completely unimportant and the phone call is a matter of life and death.
If you visit someone at their desk and a call comes to their desk phone, even in the middle of their conversation with you, the phone call will take precedence.
At first, it was frustrating but now, I guess I am used to it. It is, therefore, no surprise to pick this up from the BBC site.
And, whereas it is no surprise, I cannot believe that an Italian, at the highest level can be so bloody rude. It doesn’t matter what the call was about. It would have been easy, as the car stopped, to say he would call back in five minutes and, once inside, out of the glare of the cameras, he could have continued the conversation. The only good reason for continuing it and keeping Merkel waiting was if his wife was about to give birth or someone was dying.
And for me, if a British leader did that I would be embarrassed for Britons and my country as a whole.
And the whole incident comes almost straight after acting like a hooligan at a football match, shouting Obama’s name at a reception held by the Queen.
Hmm. I thank goodness I am not Italian for I would certainly, after the phone call thing, be hanging my head in shame. I don’t care who you are, you don’t keep a head of state waiting and, certainly, head of state or not, a lady.
Sorry, but maybe you do not know he’s the Emperor Silvio I, always busy with some young-bigtitted-maybe stupid-maybe else (I cannot write here…), who bothers him. Angela Merkel? Who? And the Queen? Oh yes, that very old lady with the funny hats…
Welcome in my world. The problem is that here, unfortunately, he is loved. The man with power, money, people ready to do everything he asks. In the past he said that one German representative could have been a “Kapò” in a movie.
I’m happy to be italian, and every time I can, I tell people that he’s the “different”…
I know. I also know that not every Italian is like him (in fact, most, that I have met, are not rude and arrogant) but you may not see how the outside world sees him. You are right, of course, about the Queen and I have no particular love for her either but, for me, she is not embarrassing nor rude (although her bloody husband, Prince Phillip, is – but then, he’s Greek, not British).
You should be happy to be Italian and I do not mean to slur either Italy or the Italians – only that, as the representative on the World’s stage, he ranks, for us, as a bit of a buffoon and, certainly, not someone to be taken seriously.
Have you noticed that whenever you speak from your own view there’s a female picture?
Really? No, I had never noticed. Interesting because, in the main, they are randomly picked from Google images based on the title and must be from the first page of results. It made me laugh, though, Cecileaux! Thanks for that.