What did we do to deserve this?
It is difficult right now to say anything with certainty. But when you take into account the spreads on Irish bond yields, our debt as a proportion of GDP and the outlook for the next four years, there is one thing we can say for sure: God is punishing us for thinking that we were as good as other people.
Even if all the economic indicators didn't point to this sad state of affairs, our recent sporting record might have suggested it. But it was the weather that really sealed the deal for us. When's the last time we got thunder and lightning mixed with sub-zero temperatures and hail? Presumably a plague of locusts will be next. We got too cocky and God is putting us back in our box.
You see, for years, Irish people were happy to be the clowns of the world. We were like the freckly ginger kid in the corner of the class who was great fun but who never really got to hang with the blonde, sleek, superficial, popular kids. And then, like in Mean Girls, we were led to believe we could make the jump into the popular crowd. We weren't just good at "the craic" (getting drunk), suddenly we were into finance and property. So we dyed our hair blonde, we dyed ourselves orange and we joined in.