A week, they say, is a long time in politics. In Ireland, it's a day that's long.
Last week the Government denied that they were negotiating a bail out.
They were' having discussions about arrangements', as they put it.
Then the Governor of the Central Bank told the truth, the EU big wigs flew in,
and finally, last night, the Taoiseach (Prime Minister) admitted that we were getting a
helping hand from the European Union, the European Central
Bank, and the IMF. Today, the Green Party, the minority party in
government, complained that they too had been kept in the dark, and
demanded that an election be held before the end of January. The
opposition parties say it should be sooner, so watch this space.
There is real anger as people fear that the cost of the bail out will be
a severe budget with the minimum wage being lowered and social
welfare cuts. As usual, those who least afford it will be made pay
while the fat cats get off the hook.
And if the paper looks crumpled it's because I had to rescue it from
the jaws of Fudge who has taken to chewing cushions, books and
newspapers with abandon.