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This is a discussion on Biffo for Biffo within the Economy forums, part of the Topical Discussion category on Politics.ie. Originally Posted by Abacus Oh....what an impetuous, fractious, nasty mood you lot are in this cold day. Must be the ...
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| Cowens " rallying call" certainly induced a "love in" on the national broadcasters airwaves for the day!!! Whether you agreed or disagreed with Cowen RTE seem to have made up their minds and spent the day trying to convince the rest of us!!! Interesting to see what Marion makes of it tomorrow, we shall see then if it is a concerted effort by the "neutral" RTE to continue his rehab into a Green Obama!!!
__________________ Maurice Nelligan..May 2009 We do not wait happily or expectantly. It is a grim wait. In the words of Edmund Burke, “there is however a limit at which forbearance ceases to be a virtue”. We are fast approaching that point. |
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| Been put off by hooky of late so have reverted to rte!!!
__________________ Maurice Nelligan..May 2009 We do not wait happily or expectantly. It is a grim wait. In the words of Edmund Burke, “there is however a limit at which forbearance ceases to be a virtue”. We are fast approaching that point. |
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| I agree he can be a bit of a pain and his choice of guests can be offputting. What I like about him is that though his idealogy is suspect I think his heart is the right general place. And I love the sound of his voice, sounds like an old whisky soaked uncle mouthing off. |
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| Listen lads....let's get back on track here. This thread is about the national revival now underway under the guidance of our great leader Brian Cowen. If ye wanna talk crooked ball stuff go find the Rugger column and bask there among the disaffected. I have not been a FF supporter in times past but that has changed. They say there are no nonbelievers in foxholes and I reckon that's where I am right now and I've got an awful lot of company in surrounding foxholes. The droning hum of prayer from all around me is almost overpowering. Right now, I'm four square with Brian 'Rock' Cowen. I hear he is already working on his next great speech. A coffee maker contact who glimpsed the top line says it commences with the words " If ye have tears to Shed, prepare to shed them now......./ Brian, our Leader is sparing no effort and will leave no stone unturned to ensure that we reach the 'Promised Land'. Ye forget, so conveniently, that we all contributed to the current economic deflation now assailing us. Nobody wanted to know when warnings were given and they were given, time and again, they were given but the only response from the good and simple was "away with ye"....."stop yer doom and gloom"......"we've created these good times and we're ENTITLED to enjoy them'........'we've created these golden self enriching opportunities' .............'Undertaker George L'.....and....'Sheriff Shane R'.....Oh I heard ye alright and I knew damned well that ye'd get yer comeuppance some froasty morn and it came to pass, did it not ? So now, m'lads ye can damned well roll up a sleeve or two or bare a flank and get set for the recovery treatment. It will not be beautiful, it will not be pleasant, it will not even be expeditious but it will be effective. There will however be a lot of blood on the floor when this is over. One of our great leaders of the past who correctly judged the folly of trying to dissuade ye from the hedonistic lifestyle (he recognised the futility of telling ye so !)that ye had become so comfortable with made the correct choice when he ensured that BC should take the baton and lead us on. I can now see that our former leader with his renowned and unassailable track record over a decade plus of impeccable leadership through a very turbulent period in our national development knew what he was doing when he made the choice for succession. He knew what it would take and he made the right choice. So shoulder to the wheel, lads, noses to the grindstone and 100% support for our leader. The only total disaster in life, m'lads, is that from which ye learn nothing. Don't let that be said of ye. After all, now, ye are ....better educated....better skilled.....better fed....better paid......better vacationed.......better transported.............better equipped....to deal with lifes' disappointments than your predecessors in the main...so let's not forget that. And may I conclude this snowy morning by saying that my roasted snails taste very good indeed...........maybe that's a good start too. |
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| Ask not what I haven't done for my country in the past but what I will do it for in the future. There was one about whom it was said could turn his very focall to gold would that the great multitude but have the faith. Such was his legendary prowess that great men would come together in great halls hung with the trophies of past battles and prevail upon him to regale them with his silver laden tongue so that they might take the courage to battle once more. For a time everything had become like a paradise on earth in that green garlanded land. There were none who did want, the old and infirm provided for in luxurious new private health centers, such were the quantity of homes that no longer was there a one to be seen without one, all were in gainful employment and all down to the very least of the great multiude travelled not twice but thrice aboard great flying machines to exotic and hitherto undreamt of places. But all was not as it seemed. Some did indeed complain of their lot and claimed that they slept under the stars, some complained of ailments and that no phycian was there to attend to their need, why some even complained that they went without. Yet how could that be, such was the bounty that was being had by all. How could the multitude continue to complain. In those days too there were ones who warned against imprudence. But how they were scoffed at and told that they should cut their veins, such was the extent of their heresy. Then a great honor was thrust upon the siver tongued and he became the most high and aloof over all the multitude. Such was the rejoicing that fires were lit that burnt for two scores of nights in the heart of the green land. The great retinue about him were not to be seen while the revellry and celebration continued. Rumours abounded that the golden goose was sick unto death but the mighty retinue could not be found while the great revelry continued. Then the great men raised a mighty tent and the golden focalled one and his retinue were wined and dined attended upon. Great deals were agreed upon. mighty plans hatched and confidence was renewed. Though the golden goose had become dangeously unhealthy the one said that all that was needed was to feed the bird an even greater and richer diet and that all would then be well. But then one day the keeper of the goose found that the bird was no more and its carrion the host upon which a decrepit hoard of rats, crows and a myriad of vermin fought over and shredded apart plundering the remaining golden flesh and scattering with it far and wide. The one of the silver tongue took fright and the golden focall was no more to be heard having been reduced to plain focall. Some said that without the golden goose the silver tongued one had lost the source of his power. Indeed he no longer fought the great battles of renown in the great bear pit of the palace. All during this time great calamities were taking place and the multitude were in distress. THe golden flesh had been hoarded and there was no none to be found to share among the multitude. THe bear pit was loud with discussion and dispute over what to do but none of the applied remedies appeard to work. Then a great promise was made and it was said that this would put everything to rights. But as time passed the promise was found to be lacking. THe retinue then made a new promise but it was barely made when devious misdeeds were discovered among the great men. The time of tribualtion was fast approaching and the mighty said that something would have to be done to restore the faith. Then the great men once more called for a mighty feast in the hall of one of the city's palaces and the silver tongued one was prevailed upon to attend. His brow was soothed, his sorenesses massaged and comforting words and soothing praises were heaped upon him that he might regain his golden focall and once more shake the walls, green the greying and lift the gloom that had befallen the land. Great pains were taken to assure him of success and all his needs catered for to achieve the lofty but elusive goal. The hall was hushed and he took the sounding horn firmly in his fist. Then he spoke. Slowly but surely the focall turned, wooden at first but assuming a silvery sheen and then finally cascading rivulets of pure focall gold. The audience were rapt, the very walls seemed to push inwards as the ears of the multitude yearned to partake of the sublime richness. Outside the meandering and constant movement of the multitude came to a standstill as if aware that a mighty advent greater than any which had ever taken place before had now been visited on the land. Winter itself was split by a golden spear of sunlight and all around the grey was replaced by green and emblazoned with gold. A new dawn had arrived. THe old replaced. The phoenix from the carcass of the golden goose soared high and all were filled with hope and wellbeing and grateful that the golden focall was once more guiding the multitude to the greater good. |
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