Cowen showed Miriam's mettle
It was a week in which it was revealed yet again that in politics anything is possible. A week in which one man rolled back a tsunami of bad press and publicity and emerged smelling of roses: a week in which it became clear that if a politician addresses the people's fears then the people's forgiveness follows as night follows day.
I refer of course to Pearse Doherty. Yes, it was Brian Cowen's week too. Leadership crisis -- what leadership crisis? Nobody in Fianna Fail, not the officer class, not the ranks, had any stomach for that. Especially after the Cowen fighting spirit became a cause celebre in the media.
Deck the halls with boughs of holly, falalalala. . . Indeed, judging by reports it seemed not only the halls would be decked but anybody who came within an ass's screech of him. And we loved it apparently. Why wouldn't we love it -- it was a break from the diet of fibs and glibs which has been the Government response to the crisis (Micheal Martin's "global downturn" mantra last weekend showed a breathtaking lack of respect for a terrified people.)