Letters: 'Union' by name, but EU doesn't care about us
* I want to take my hat off to the troika, and our masters in Europe. That is what one does as a mark of respect at funerals, and yesterday as far as I am concerned, the last nail was driven into our coffin regarding our pride as a nation.
The hammer blow came with the news that what was once the biggest soup kitchen during the famine has had to reopen its doors in Dublin.
In 1850 a river of broken spirits queued up outside its doors. Now, more than 150 years later, it is back in business – this despite the industrial revolution, the technological advances of the past two decades, and unprecedented wealth and prosperity in the EU.