Among the occupational temptations that befall diplomats is the desire to keep up appearances after it becomes impossible to keep up negotiations. Despite this itch to preserve a fictitious continuity, at certain moments in history pretense halts, and a cold finality can be plainly seen. Last week such a moment came.
In Geneva, where the spirit of Geneva was born, the spirit of Geneva was laid to rest. The man who laid it to rest was Vyacheslav Molotov. He not only destroyed the hope of a negotiated reunification of Germany, but did it with the air of a man who...
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