The Sun shines for the think tankers
Lucinda, Keith, your vision of employment opportunities has won me to Renua, writes Gene Kerrigan
What a treat awaits us when we step into the polling booth. From Enda to the Sensodyne Man. Truly, we're spoiled for choice. And to enhance that choice, I'm seriously considering joining Lucinda Creighton's mini-party, Renua.
Choice, choice, choice. It's what democracy's all about.
On the one hand, we can choose right-wing Fine Gael. These days not nearly as ferocious as their fascist forebears, the Blueshirts. Instead, they mix free-market fetishism with obsequious deference to the European Central Bank.