Shambles

In Irish terms today's shambles was like a puff of smoke from a magician top hat. Suddenly, it seemed we were once again in a state of chassis. But, why today ? Why not last Monday, or the monday before that. After all we've been in a state of financial and political breakdown for months. So why now? Its very mysterious. But then all life in Ireland seems to operate to inexplicable rules. At least as far as anyone outside the magic circle if Fianna Fail apparatchics is concerned. All we have to go on is the well founded belief that black is usually white and the normal state of affaires is like living on the brink of a nervous breakdown.
However this crises must have been a bit different because when I to visit my friend Maryln she was listening tio the radio and looking at the news. and because she's a kind woman she didn't ring an other mutual friend of the Fianna Fail persuasion because she would most certainly be in a state of emotional paralysis.
I am not so afflicted. It is my belief that there isin't a single politician in the country who hasn't been hopelessly compromised by the system - a system they have actively manipulated to their own financial advantage.It is no accident that their pay and conditions are so very good. After all , they fixed them-to their own advantage, behind the cloak of parliamentary privilege.And now these men and women - whom we elected in good faith, high step it into the political sunset, their bags stuffed with the sort of pensions only bankers can hope to exceed, in the back seat of their waiting state cars, chauffered by state paid drivers.
I don'tknow what should be done to them. The general feeling that hanging is too good makes me baulk - but only because I'm against capital punishment. But comunity service , on a permanent basis, until they've paid off the community they milked - now there might be some rough justice there.