Let us call him Mr Norbert Know All, the man who in his private moments admits he has a few "nice little earners'' on the go, by dispensing his thoughts on how our gloom-sodden country can get itself back on track.
Basically, Norb as he is known to his friends, peddles consolation to the beleaguered masses in these tough times. His main allure is persuading people that life's most complicated problems can be resolved with easy and painless solutions. If only others could predict, and be as certain about the future as he is, our traumas with so-called austerity and the mountain of debt that threatens to swamp us all would soon pass.
His day job is that of economics and business lecturer in one of our third-level colleges. But he is now best known as a pundit on the collapse of the Celtic Tiger and the recession it spawned. You will hear him on various radio talk shows, and he regularly turns up on television to provide insight and gravitas, while also writing weighty pieces for newspapers and magazines.
When it comes to resolving the great economic conundrums of our time, he is a kind of cross between Eamon Dunphy and George Hook.
Norb of course sees himself on a much higher plane than Eamo and George. After all, when these boys get it sometimes gloriously wrong, such as predicting the result of matches still to be played, part of the fun is watching some verbal gymnastics as they try to avoid eating too much humble pie.
Norb doesn't really do humble pie at all. His unique selling point is that he is right all the time. While others have dithered, even changed their mind on some of the big hassles facing Ireland, like spiralling debt, or burning bondholders, Norb has never wavered.
He gets irritated especially by those he describes as blinkered types who can see both sides of an argument.
However, he has been in a bit of a depression trough ever since the government promissory note agreement was praised by the 'Financial Times' on Wednesday.
He even had a tremor in his voice as he plaintively wailed "we have bartered the future of our grandchildren to pay for a zombie bank''.
He has become a minor media celebrity offering consoling asides as the gloomfest of the recession fuels his self-righteousness. In apocalyptic tones he insists we should have let Anglo and Nationwide collapse, and indeed any other of our banks, if they couldn't survive without taxpayers' money.
He's fond of drawing analogies with Argentina and Iceland. He is delighted they both gave two fingers to the international money men by letting some of their banks go bust.
And he just won't hear of any downside to his argument, such as the fact the Argentinian president was unable to leave her country in the government jet a few weeks ago for fear it would be seized by waiting bailiffs seeking collateral for unpaid debts. "If we had to ground Michael D from foreign jaunts it would be a small price to pay,'' he said to guffaws at one of his recent dinner parties.
Norbert says we should tell our masters in Europe to get stuffed on the simple grounds we just can't afford to pay all the money we owe.
Being a man who can predict the future, he insists there would be no downside to "playing really hardball with Merkel and Co''.
Recently, he gave a two-day seminar in a central Asian country, let's call it Gulagstan. Faced with their own fairly insoluble economic woes, native business types hung on his every word. They also paid him $3,000 for his wisdom, plus, of course, first-class return air fares, for both himself and his wife.
As they sipped their chardonnay on the flight back to Ireland she remarked: "What a dump of a country that was. Jeez, I'd never risk letting my cash remain in one of their banks – they could go belly up in the morning. Betcha anybody who's anybody there has moved their money abroad.''
Then after a few moments reflection Mrs Know All mused: "God forbid Norb. Could you have been wrong all along? Maybe we did need a government bailout and guarantee to keep cash and confidence in Ireland.
"If Brian Lenihan and the boys hadn't acted that fateful night we might have turned out like Gulagstan. That country is completely f***ked because everybody knows their banks are f***ked.''