John Drennan: Biffo's special friend could be his Watergate
THE caterwauling between Dame Enda and Mr Biffo is not normally a likely source for epiphanies. Last week, however, as these oddities engaged in the usual Danse Macabre about our broken State, the soft hands of Mr Biffo and the unlined features of a Kenny gave the game away.
They may emote and empathise (well, Enda does at least) but the soft-slippered, permanently pensioned habitues of the Dail know nothing of the fear-drenched world that exists outside this gilded sanctuary.
When it comes to the great Irish disruption, they are with us only in theory and quite a few are not in the real world at all. Nothing epitomised this more than our latest astonishing trip through the Disneyland-style land of plenty Mr Biffo resides in.