Sleeves up
Imagine.
Imagine that Cowen and his whole party of a backslapping, brown envelope stuffing, self righteous clique were thrown out tomorrow.
Imagine that before he could even try it, we stopped Kenny and his bunch of not much betters from rubbing their hands and taking control.
Imagine we had control.
Imagine YOU had control. The reality would be that you’d have no money and the people who do have it are increasingly worried about giving you any.
- The country is angry. Not because we’re an angry people, but because we’re scared, unsure and tired of it all.
We’re scared that this time last year only the people in charge new what was coming.
We’re scared and unsure about what they’re keeping from us now and tired of cover ups.
We’re scared to plan, unsure of what to plan for and tired of worrying.
We’re scared about the state of our healthcare, education and welfare systems, unsure of who to turn to and tired of excuses.
We’re scared of losing our jobs, unsure of the ones we have and tired of being told “It’s inevitable”.
We’re scared about where we’re heading, unsure of where we are and tired of predictions.
We need leadership. We need a government to listen to its people and instill confidence
They haven’t.
We have to act. We, not them. We need to rise above this anger, uncertainty and worry.
Now, this will seem like asking a 6 year old what they’d do if they were King for a day kind of an idea, but hear me out.
If you were standing in front of the Dáil and its members who were prepared to legislate and stand behind one point of action that you demanded, what would that be?
Let’s roll up our sleeves and get this done, because the people who have the power don’t use it for the better.
Regardless of your political backgrounds or beliefs you can’t deny that action is needed.
It’s our time.
What do you feel we need to get sorted first, and how?









Comments (12)
Jack McMad
March 4th, 2009 at 2:26 pm
Well, having contracted to various government departments over the last number of years, I know where all the dead wood lieth. Time for a Bonfire!
Holemaster
March 4th, 2009 at 2:39 pm
OUT OUT OUT
sheepworrier
March 4th, 2009 at 2:45 pm
You’d seriously wonder if a short-term benevolent dictatorship isn’t the best way…
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March 4th, 2009 at 2:47 pm
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Susan
March 4th, 2009 at 2:54 pm
If I could make them live by one rule, it would be to stop cutting back on the vulnerable, such as the elderly and disabled, and start cutting back on their own damn helicopters, cars, trips abroad, wardrobe expenses etc. The waste we’re hearing about is sickening.
Last year, I went to Brussels with Marian Harkin MEP, who sat with us on the back of a Ryanair budget flight, worked amazingly long hours and bought her own coffee out of vending machines. I loved her for it–and for proving to me that someone can be an effective minister and politician, without being an asshole.
More real people, fewer assholes, that’s what I’m saying.
Holemaster
March 4th, 2009 at 3:44 pm
Yep Susan, more people like that and Tony Gregory RIP. People who actually give a damn about other people.
Sleeves up, The Game is Up « Esker Riada
March 4th, 2009 at 3:57 pm
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Maxi Cane
March 4th, 2009 at 6:15 pm
Jack:
Indeed. I might suggest a jumble sale to see if we can’t sell them and raise money from these gormless shits.
Holemaster:
NOW NOW NOW.
Sheepo:
At least until everything was sorted out.
Susan:
That’s just it. They are their own worst enemy, wasting money and telling us to tighten our belts.
I remember working at a function that Mary McAlese was the guest at and she was over two hours late because she wouldn’t have a Garda escort to wave her threw the country. She got stuck in traffic and queued for petrol just like everyone else.
How much is that saving, in money and morale?
Holemaster:
That’s what we need, more people to care.
MJ
March 5th, 2009 at 6:15 pm
off-topic…
It’s Freakin’ Green Elf Shorts Caption Competition time again!
Head over to Denmark to visit CyberPete.
Win The Shorts for Ireland!
English Mum
March 5th, 2009 at 6:20 pm
I’m with Susan. I reckon those FAS tossers were just the tip of the iceberg. Out with the expense account, in with the sackcloth and ashes, I say x
Holemaster
March 5th, 2009 at 9:35 pm
I know Greg Craig, the guy who was head of communications in FAS. He was wined and dined and shagged by the Ad Agency who were right up the hole of Fianna Fail by the way. The way it worked it was, he spend loads of money with them and they paid him off with holidays, booze, women, anything he wanted. It was 1920s Chicago. It couldn’t believe what I was seeing. He cheated on his wife with one of the staff of the agency. And that agency by the way, did all the advertising for the FF election campaign in 1997 and the staff were made to unpaid overtime or else get fired. And FF never paid a cent for the work they did.
Paddy
March 10th, 2009 at 10:54 pm
What really makes my blood boil is the thought that we could have had a great country right now if the wealth opportunities of the good times had been channeled into making the lives the Irish people better. Instead, wealth beyond our wildest dreams was stuffed into the pockets of the passengers on the Political Gravy Train.
In the first carriage of the Gravy Train were the Fianna Fail shysters and their entourage of developer and banker parasites led by Bertie Ahern at first and now by Brian Cowen.
In the carriage behind them were the combined opposition who went along for the ride…something to fill in the time while they waited for their pensions and other little perks to mature.
The popular little Gravy Train is still running up and down the tracks which run right through the hopes, dreams and expectations of the decent people of this country.
It’s high time that a few impassable obstacles were placed on the track.
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