….and to celebrate the appearance of Peru’s FinMin and liar, here are a few words written nearly 400 years ago that he might meditate on. After all, they are from Donne’s Meditation number seventeen.
No man is an island, entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main; if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as well as if a manor of thy friend’s or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind, and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
