DSK, head of the IMF, is a French socialist who stays in a $3000k/day suite at deep discount while conducting private business in NYC, forces himself on a chambermaid, flees to the first-class cabin of an Air France jet to get whisked off to his home country, once this budding Republic's savior and more recently its saved, which has no extradition agreement with this Republic, but is frog-marched off the plane by NYC's finest.
Makes you want to sing the Internationale, and in French, no less.
Question: why is the world's economy a mess when a man of this caliber is atop one of its most important international monetary organizations?
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