OK, it's already been used as a metaphor, but it's so good I'm going to use it in any case. The Irish economy is like US Airways Flight 1549. Following a collision with a flock of wild bankers our economy's engines have been destroyed. The 'plane' and all its passengers are hurtling towards disaster. Our one hope rests with the pilot. Will he have the nerve and the skill to land us safely in the nearest river?
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But when the economy was flying high, they demonstrated very little prudence. The risks we were taking in flying so high, so fast were pointed out by a handful of economists like David McWilliams, George Lee and Morgan Kelly. But like Cassandra, their prophecies of doom were ignored.
Can anyone truthfully say that if Labour and Fine Gael had been in power the economy would be in better shape today than it is? It is extremely doubtful. They were all for flying high and fast as well.
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Our government, our entire political class, our public service, our banks and businesses, the vaunted social partners were not prepared for this emergency. They had no contingency plan to fall back on that could get us out of this situation, let alone the skill to carry it out.
But looking around the world, no-one seems to have a master plan. A few months ago we thought Gordon Brown might have one but the British economy is now suffering its worst slump since the end of World War II. The lines of credit are still frozen.
Now we all hope that Barack Obama will be our Chesley Sullenberger and land the world economy safely. But his emergency master plan, unveiled this week, is a Frankenstein's monster of a thing that might well throttle the very thing it's intended to serve.
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But then, only a fool would imagine that anyone on the left of the political spectrum would fit that bill. The left is far too fond of gigantically wasteful public spending projects, is too inclined towards protectionism, and is too much in the pocket of the trade unions to be our saviour. Massive borrowing drives up debt, protectionism is a policy of beggar my neighbour (and ultimately myself as well), while the third pits the interests of one section of society -- the unions -- against the common good.