Shane Ross: The kiss of death for Gilmore
I WOULD love to have seen Eamon Gilmore's face when he heard that the whiskered one had appealed to the masses to vote Labour.
It is difficult to imagine how you can fit a muzzle on a man as well endowed with whiskers as Jack, but Eamon must have felt that all his blackest Tuesdays had come together when he was told of Comrade Jack's unsolicited outburst of support.
Jack has almost singlehandedly sunk Eamon's chances of a last-minute revival. His denunciation of the dangers of a Fine Gael government may have delivered the Blueshirts with a six-seat bonus. So Fine Gael could yet have good reason to be grateful to Jack.