Lise Hand: Martini time as new Dail shaken but not stirred into action
WHERE was all the shouting and roaring? Where were all the half-baked heckles hurled by the Opposition at a row of sneery ministers? What had happened to the rambunctious pandemonium that inevitably broke out on Thursday mornings during the last mayhem-filled 30th Dail when all that was missing was a blizzard of paper planes whizzing about the chamber?
If ever there was evidence required to underline just how much the political landscape has shifted, then yesterday's Order of Business in the Dail provided proof enough.
Instead of a tense Calamity Coughlan walking verbal tightropes while the opposition ran amok, Gung Ho Gilmore was settled comfortably into the Tanaiste's spot and never once broke out into a light sweat.