To everyone's surprise, Emmanuel Macron invited Mohammad Javad Zarif, the Iranian foreign minister, during the G7 in Biarritz.
The surprise of the G7, the unexpected arrival of Mohammad Javad Zarif, the head of the Iranian diplomacy in Biarritz.
In show diplomacy, it takes dramatic turns. Otherwise, despite the decor Napoleon III and costumes, we are bored. There are no suspense in the G7, there is even more final release. Three days playing the masters of the world, we go around in circles.
Fortunately, Mohammad Javad Zarif has come. It did not penetrate the green zone where the delegations are barricaded, it was not received at the hotel of the Palace, but in the modest municipal meeting room.
Emmanuel Macron did not impose the presence of the Iranian on the other participants because he had neither the authority nor the mandate for that.
Donald Trump shrugged. He lets the French do what he wants in France. But only the Donald can speak, tweet, and even contradict himself on behalf of the United States.
And when America wants to make a deal with the Iranians, this bargain she has been dreaming of for 40 years, she will negotiate alone, as with the Taliban.
The visit of the Iranian is not the triumph of multilateralism, it is precisely the opposite, a moment of good old bilateral diplomacy, tortuous, obscure. National.
France finds its reflexes, take advantage of the paddling world to give itself the beautiful role, that of mediator. The orgasm of his diplomats is to move the lines.
Do they move with Iran?
Hard to believe. For a year, Europe has been unable to circumvent US sanctions as it has been unable for forty years to contain the mullahs. This Sunday, during the mayoral palaver, the Iranians continued to enrich the uranium under the nose of the IAEA, and his proteges continued the war, the houtis by bombing a Saudi city and the leader of Hezbollah promising the worst to Israel.
The theatrical twist is a sword in the water. It makes waves, but in Biarritz, we are used to it.