Learn the lesson, salvage what you can and let the rest of it go
Carol Hunt looks at the positive steps each of us can take to help ourselves, and others, get through this depression
The woman texting the Pat Kenny Show said it all. She returned from England in 1998 to bring up her children in the bright, new shiny Emerald Isle. Now she's just glad that they have British passports so they can get off this godforsaken rock as soon as possible.
They're lucky. Many of us don't have the luxury of packing up for greener pastures. We're going to be left here to shoulder the multi-billion dollar bailout that the banks are demanding and that the Government, for unfathomable reasons of its own, is willing to give them.
And, unlike many of our European neighbours who are successfully clawing their way out of recession, we are now officially in the middle of a fully fledged depression. The only positive thing that seemed to come out of the horrific revelations about the behaviour of our banks, regulators and Government last week, is that we can no longer deny that we are, as a country, broken: not just broke -- although we're that too -- but broken, kaput, or, to put it bluntly, f**ked.