Lise Hand: Gilmore lights fuse on treason charge with explosive effect
Published 01/04/2010 | 05:00
THE Taoiseach visibly flinched in his seat. A red flush crept across his face which was instantly frozen in an expression of mingled shock and anger.
In a heartbeat, the levels of tension rocketed and a low hiss of sharply taken breaths on all sides of the Dail chamber rose skywards to the glass-domed ceiling.
There aren't many insults flung in the heat of the political arena which possess the power to briefly stop time in its tracks. But Eamon Gilmore had just deployed one of them.