There have been numerous reports as to the whereabouts of one, Vladimir Putin.
I one were to string all the rumours together you'd get the following story behind his absence,
Vlad went off to Switzerland to visit his mistress who is in the process, it is said, of delivering another little Vlad into the world. While waiting he went for a walkabout to Ukraine but just after his arrival he was struck by the                over-sixties disease,  a condition viewed by those under thirty as terminal, seriously terminal. On hearing this a coup was plotted and executed by those who didn't approve of Vlad's handling of Ukraine. His ETA back in Russia is unknown but the place is in a state of chaos as nobody else can handle Russia.

Look on the bight side....

Optimism is many things to many people. For Americans more and more to Australians it is the hope that there's a buck in it, For the Brits it is that they only have to shake hands with strangers and none of this kissing nonsense that goes on. For the Italians and Greeks it is that the taxman never visits them and for the Chinese it is that every day is a twenty four hour working day. The French are optimistic that they'll find a cute little mistress and the Germans hope that each day runs like clockwork.

Of course without optimism one cannot succeed; never heard of a pessimistic tycoon. Miserable, yes but not without hope.

Optimism relates to a state of mind that one will be satisfied with one's  lot in life. So there you go, be happy, be optimistic and you'll rarely be disappointed.

No?