Lise Hand: You can run Taoiseach, but you can't hide from the bad news
THE hi-tech room was a sort of nirvana for nosy journalists and paranoid politicians alike. On one wall of the blue-lit room big plasma screens glowed with crystal-clear images of all sorts of places -- car-parks, business premises, industrial areas.
And these images were being carefully monitored by a team of staff, alert for any signs that anyone who had wandered into camera-range was up to No Good.
If these unwitting TV stars were shaping up for a spot of vandalism or theft, then one of the staff has the immensely cool job of roaring via satellite, or God-knows-what, at the lurker-with-intent, presumably scaring the bejesus out of them as well as warning them that the bizzies were on the way.