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Politics is an unusual game. Not unlike the “blame game”, it is played by pretending that your opponent is playing it but you’re not. When caught red-handed in an act of mendacity, accuse anyone who has the temerity to call you on it of playing the Blame Game.
The Liberator, originally uploaded by Editor_Tupp. The number suggested beforehand was 10, 000. On the day, as state workers streamed up O'Connell at, the target jumped to 50,000.
Last week Brian Cowan made a speech. It was a mediocre speech. Nonetheless, he got a standing ovation for it.
No forgiveness without atonement. The Catholic Church understood this psychological truth centuries ago. That's why Confession works the way it does.
It is said that the mark of a gentleman is that when proved wrong he will acknowledge his error, but when proved right will never point it out. I am no gentleman. This week, Anglo-Irish Bank- the financing wing of the Fianna Fail/ Property Developer axis which has actually run the country for its own benefit for the last 15 years- finally keeled over dead.
This is a rough write up of the notes I made for my talk to Podcamp Ireland on the topic of Teaching Teenagers Critical Thought and Media Literacy. My description of what I wanted to say was so maladroit that it was a great surprise to me when I actually got people coming in to hear me speak. Many thanks to all of them.
Day 23 Originally uploaded by The Labour Party. It's voting day today. The sun is shining in Dublin.
Politics is not a horserace. And politicians, contrary to the misleading impressions given by some political correspondents, are not the primary deciders of their own fate. For months we've been treated to articles detailing poll results and trying to find a correspondence with the doings and transpirings of our elected representatives.
It is rare that a newspaper headline cannot be bettered, but the title of a front page story in this weekend’s Sunday Independent summed up the article so perfectly that no other words seem appropriate. First, the back story:The previous week, the Independent ran with a story about Bertie Ahern and a suitcase full of money. You may have heard about it.
Copernicus of the Midnight Court recently described Rajiv Chandrasekaran’s Imperial Life in the Emerald City as “stomach-churningly unsurprising". I concur with the stomach-churning descrition, but, perhaps due to naivety on my part, I managed to be surprised now and then by just how badly organised the American (or "coalition", if you will) occupation of Iraq turned out to be.
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