You probably didn’t read it here first

28 02 2011

But the new government is doomed.

That’s right, before it even sits a day in the Dáil they are out to dry. And here is the reason why….

Irish politicians are populist imbeciles who have no more ability to run an altruistic government for the good of the people than the average baboon in Dublin Zoo.

I mean that. Every word of it is true as far as I can see. Instead of forming a working coalition with the aim of sorting out the mess we are in I predict, with a certain degree if confidence, that the coalition will nit pick and scrap and do nothing but their utmost to hamper each other. Labour will be doing their best to represent their lord and master Jack O’Connor in keeping the public sector bloated and Fine Gael will be trying to play the good capitalists by privatising the shit out of everything, including several tens of thousands of public sector jobs that Eamon Gilmore has promised to protect, making a liar out of him should Kenny live up to his own election promises.

Fine Gael and Labour are inherently incompatible from the roots to the shoots and no amount of posturing and post coital schmoozing can belay the fact that center left socialist unionised idealism can never be in government with capitalist right-wing christian euro-centric yes-men to the German Christian Democrats.

Make no mistake about this…. Enda Kenny has absolutely no intention of doing anything regarding the now public bank debt that doesn’t suit Angela Merkel, regardless of what he said in the run up to the election, and if the debt is renegotiated its going to be because the Germans realise that getting a bit back is better than the Irish economy folding and getting nothing back. In other words they will renegotiate because it suits them, not us.

So for now, we all might as well look forward to Election 2012 and live in hope that between now and then the needs of the many don’t indeed outweigh the needs of the few in Europe.





France, ha?

26 02 2011

I like being right. I particularly like being right about rugby teams that are better than our one. France, when put under pressure up front, fall to pieces. I know this. You probably know this, Martin Johnson (spit) has managed to get it into his lug nut of a head, the All Blacks always knew it.

Why doesn’t Declan Kidney know? Has no one told him?

Now, I’m as much an antifan of the english rugby team as the next man. BUT! I was rooting for them today, notwithstanding my loyalty to France as my team of choice when not playing Ireland, for purely practical reasons. France are now not a shoe in for the grand slam, and I recon we can Rumble the English in Dublin, leaving a chance we might pip it on points should we put a gazillion points up on Wales and Scotland.

Stranger things have happened.

Not many, mind you. But still…





Gerry Adams ate my Dog.

26 02 2011

True Story.





The Barman Cometh…

19 09 2010

You know, and you may if you’ve ever read back on any posts here, I’m no fan of our government.

In fact(aah), I think they are the most inept shower of chancers to ever disgrace any sort of position with their presence. And I’ve worked in recruitment.

In a time when we need pragmatism, we have soundbite merchants doing their best to sidestep questions in their finest Bertie fashion. Keep talking but say nothing. Which was fine when no one cared but now that we need some real people doing some real work talking out the side of your mouth won’t cut the mustard. When we need some real vision we have inept managerial types fussing about who to appoint blame to. When we need integrity we have…. well you know what, I’m going to leave that one alone for fear of stabbing myself in the eye out of rage.

However, my general dislike for politicians in general and Fianna Fail specifically not withstanding, I honestly feel the current diatribe against Brian Cowen is undeserved. Ok so he’s a pig-headed buffoon. Fine. He led the country down a dark ally as minister for finance and is now mugging it in the top job. Grand. He has absolutely no idea how he’s supposed to be leading us and where to. Granted. He is presiding over a bunch of half brained gombeen men hell-bent on ignoring the problem untill it goes away all by itself and in the meantime blaming the media for the problem due to their reporting it. You betcha.

Out of all that, surely there is something better we can get him on than being a bit creaky at nine in the morning after a pissup. surely, no? I mean, the man and his gang have been so completely useless so as to land us all at the door of unemployment, poverty, social disorder to the point of near collapse and then all we can seem to get him on is getting a bit rowdy on the beer. Well, maybe we won’t get him on that, and in my humble opinion we shouldn’t. What we should get him and his party on is leading the country to the abyss twice in living memory thanks to the political naivety of us, the Irish masses. In fairness, it was the majority of us, and every one of the fools who didn’t bother their arses to get out and vote last time round who are ultimately responsible for this debacle by keeping them in their gigs.

We. The People.

Now they say it’s an ill wind indeed that blows no good, and I’m guessing if anything good is to come from this it is a mass political awakening by the Irish people. God knows we need it. The apathy needs to stop and stop fast if we are to cease to be the laughing-stock of the world in our constant need to ignore the mechanisms that affect the very living of our individual lives. Politicians can only take us for a ride if we are on board, either by ignorance or design, and I for one suggest we jump the fuck off this wagon before its gone beyond the point of no return with a drunk driver at the wheel.





There you are now, look at you.

9 09 2010

After an extended hiatus due to not really giving a fuck about anything that was going on in the world, I’ve decided to stick my neck back into the blogosphere and hope that it doesn’t get, you know, cut, like.

However, having nothing to say about anything at the minute might be a bit of a set back.

Well, nothing you haven’t heard or read anywhere else. Nothing original anyway.

Yeah yeah. Politicians are all bastards. Yeah yeah the clergy are all deluded stone age fools. Yeah yeah.

Yeah yeah.

Etc.

Oh, and having a quota stating the amount of women you need to have on your electoral ticket is fucking ridiculous.





On Days Like These

1 11 2009

On days like these we try hard to find an opening line to the rest of our lives. On days like these we think, like any other day, but nothing becomes any the clearer. On days like these we can’t sit back and wait for life to come to us. On days like these we must embrace what life has given us and try harder to take whatever more we can from that same life. On days like these we look around us and see the world through the same eyes as on days like any other, only we know we see what we dare not to admit. And we see. On days like these the word must not be waited upon. Neither must the world be forced to wait on us. On days like these we must engage what we know to be true and act with honour and dignity to fulfil what days like these can only offer us when we have the courage to see days like these for what they are.

 They are days like any other.

 Every day is a day like this.





There is Beauty in Truth….

1 10 2009

….but the truth isn’t always beautiful.

More to follow.








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