Go on, Michael, give 'em hell
The directors are putting the champagne on ice down at the Court of the Bank of Ireland. Happy days are here again.
LAST Thursday evening, as the Dail limped into its Easter recess, the action was elsewhere.
ONE year ago, almost to the day, Richie Boucher saved Michael Noonan's blushes.
IRELAND is a nation living a lie. Lots of little lies, all together, build one big lie. Last week we saw all the supporting players of the big lie in action. The Government, the Central Bank, the Department of Finance, united in support of the biggest liars of them all. Bankers were carried shoulder high, back to the top of the edifice of liars.
When Josephine says "jump", Michael asks "How high?"
IS life really returning to normal for Irish bankers? Last week they were beginning to surface from their bunkers.
GENTLE Josephine stole the show. The unlikely champion of Ireland's enforcers led the Revenue gang into the dungeons of Leinster House.
POOR Patrick Honohan. He must be at the end of his tether. His colourful choice of imagery on Sean O'Rourke's Week in Politics programme last Sunday was arresting.
PERHAPS it is time for us all to chill out. Calm down a bit. The euphoria in financial and political circles last week was overwhelming. The hype was mighty.
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