Monthly Archives: October 2010
Icelandic protests against government and banks
http://mbl.is/mm/frettir/innlent/2010/10/05/meiddist_a_austurvelli/
Aut inveniam viam aut faciam
The one thing the Romans were good at was building straight roads. Well, that and orgies. And killing people for sport. And fondue. And war. And orgies. But apart from that they were good at building straight roads. There are … Continue reading
Never forget
Brian Cowen, let’s be honest about this, is a useless, fat fuck who embarrasses the country every time he opens his Guinness soaked mouth. Today he’s off to give a key-note speech on ‘disarmament and the non-proliferation of nuclear weapons … Continue reading
Black Thursday
For all that’s gone on, the disastrous financial figures, the deluded or downright fallacious explanation from government, the continued disrespect shown to us by government, isn’t the blackest thing of all that we didn’t do much but sit around and … Continue reading
For all that’s gone on, the disastrous financial figures, the deluded or downright fallacious explanation from government, the continued disrespect shown to us by government, isn’t the blackest thing of all that we didn’t do much but sit around and moan about it?
A friend of mine from elsewhere asked why the Irish people weren’t out on the street with pitchforks. It’s a good question, especially as at this stage we can still afford pitchforks (just about).
I have to say I’m with Skinner on this one – this isn’t our mess. We didn’t bankrupt this country yet we’re expected to foot the bill. If it were a case that those responsible were being held accountable, if there was punishment for their crimes, then perhaps you could convince people that some kind of national effort is necessary and acceptable.
Yet we see Sean Fitzpatrick trying to play poor mouth, saying that he’s only got €188 a week to live on after he pays all his bills. I would punch him if I ever saw him. Firstly, at least he can pay all his bills and secondly, his wife is worth millions through some creative accounting, I’m sure. It’s a fucking hard life, Seanie. Especially as you and your cronies should be slopping out this morning.
There is a total and utter lack of accountability at the ‘top’ of Irish society. A man who parks a truck in the gates of Leinster House is arrested, charged and bailed in hours. A Taoiseach who can’t give any satisfactory explanation as to why he’s got a safe full of used notes swans around in his chauffuer driven car picking up salaries and pensions.
We redefine corrupt. Third world juntas have nothing on us. And we take it. Billions and billions of euros, numbers too ridiculous to even consider and make sense of, and nothing happens. On Prime Time last night Brian Lenihan, imbued with the overwhelming arrogance of Fianna Fail, came close to Charlie Haughey’s ‘living beyond our means’ stuff. We have to make cuts he said. We can’t continue to spend more than we take in. We have a huge deficit and something must be done about it. And the finger of blame was pointed at us. As if it were our fault and not his useless, supine government.
You got us into this mess was the insinuation. You got us into this mess and now you have to pay to get us out of it. The cheek of it.
We didn’t get us into this mess. The government did, a small band of gamblers and speculators did. We’d be better off with Paddy Power running the country. If you make a bet there and lose you don’t get your money back from punters who have never made a bet in the first place.
It was a Black Thursday, no doubt about it, but our apathy was the blackest part of all.