It is rare that a newspaper headline cannot be bettered, but the title of a front page story in this weekend\u2019s Sunday Independent summed up the article so perfectly that no other words seem appropriate. First, the back story:<\/p>\n
The previous week, the Independent ran with a story about Bertie Ahern and a suitcase full of money. You may have heard about it. When Bertie alleged that the story was a smear, part of a pre-election dirty tricks campaign by the opposition, Enda Kenny ran a mile from it. Nothing to do with me, he swore. This left the Independent looking like the bad guys, something which peeved them, given that they had been under the impression that FG would row in behind the story. So annoyed were they that they devoted several<\/a> stories<\/a> (the Sindo likes its hacks to retalliate en masse<\/em>) in their 22nd April edition to assertions that Enda knew all about it, but ran away from the story because he didn\u2019t have the bottle for the fight, nor the courage to be a bad guy. The whole suitcase story strikes me as a storm in a teacup, the Sindo\u2019s reaction another example of its entertaining tendency to lash out like an upset teen when its collective pride is wounded. What is interesting from a Paper Round perspective is the front page story<\/a> on the matter by editor Aengus Faning. Fanning usually only appears on his paper\u2019s front page when he\u2019s making apologies, so this article is an indicator of just how cheesed off he was with Enda. The story is a fascinating vignette, offering a tidy encapsulation of how news is made and influence peddled in Ireland. <\/p>\n “PADDY Cole and I sat outside Insomnia coffee house in Ballsbridge in the sparkling April sunshine shortly after midday on Saturday week last, when a chance encounter took place that has direct relevance to the dirty tricks controversy. The rest of the story is a howl of betrayal at Kenny\u2019s mendacity in not remaining as ‘gung-ho’ on the Fallon story as he was that lovely afternoon in Ballsbridge. That politicians often speak out of both sides of their mouths is a lesson that Mr. Fanning, a veteran journalist and editor, appears to have learned only in the past week. Still, what an idyllic vision of the editor\u2019s life he provides. You need only sit, in sparkling sunshine, outside a caf\u00e9 in a leafy suburb discussing Music and Life, and the news comes to you. A \u201cdelightful, able and ambitious??? young political hopeful comes to pay homage. You\u2019re in a good mood, so you decide to give her some free publicity \u2013 only a few words are needed and the photo op is set up (I like to imagine this being done with a brisk clap of the hands, in the manner of a Mafia Don ordering a waiter in his bistro to set his “associates” up with a table and a good bottle of chianti). Really, it\u2019s fine, no need for thanks. Grateful, she returns with the leader of the country’s opposition who is very excited about a story you\u2019re going to run. While you have him, you raise the issue of Stamp Duty, which has been something of an obsession with you recently. He promises to give you a little something in the way of a quote later on. Such a lovely, civilised way to deal with matters of public interest. It\u2019s a shame the whole thing was ruined by that ingrate Kenny. Someone needs to take that boy aside and explain the rules to him. Needless to say, your paper will not be at home to him for some time to come. Your in-house intellectual giant, Eoghan Harris, later gives the game away somewhat by spluttering angrily at the cheek of Fine Gael in thinking that they could \u201cplant??? the story on you, but the real affront is that they succeeded in planting it, and then didn’t act in the manner that behooves gentlemen. You write the incident up and run it on page one with the unintentionally telling title “A brief encounter that said it all”. Still, it was a nice day, until the….unpleasantness. The Lucinda Creighton photo turns out to be lovely. You give it a quarter of a page. It’s good to be an editor.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"It is rare that a newspaper headline cannot be bettered, but the title of a front page story in this weekend\u2019s 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. When Bertie alleged that the story was a smear, part of a pre-election dirty tricks campaign by the opposition, Enda Kenny ran a mile from it. Nothing to do with me, he swore. This left the Independent looking like the bad guys, something which peeved them, given that they had been under the impression that FG would row in behind the story. So annoyed were they that they devoted several stories (the Sindo likes its hacks to retalliate en masse) in their 22nd April edition to assertions that Enda knew all about it, but ran away from the story because he didn\u2019t have the bottle for the fight, nor the courage to be a bad guy. The whole suitcase story strikes me as a storm in a teacup, the Sindo\u2019s reaction another example of its entertaining tendency to lash out like an upset teen when its collective pride is wounded. What is interesting from a Paper Round perspective is the front page story on the matter by editor Aengus Faning. Fanning usually only appears on his paper\u2019s front page when he\u2019s making apologies, so this article is an indicator of just how cheesed off he was with Enda. 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\nWe were talking about music, and life, when Fine Gael candidate Lucinda Creighton, on the Dublin South East canvass, came up to say hello to Paddy.
\nI was pleased to be introduced to the delightful Lucinda, an able and ambitious politician, and even more pleased when she told us that Enda Kenny would be along within 10 minutes.
\nI decided to wait for Enda, and made arrangements for the Fine Gael leader to be photographed with Lucinda on the hustings.
\nI was hoping to get an on-the-record quote from Enda on the stamp duty issue, and also on Jody Corcoran’s story describing Garda Martin Fallon’s extraordinary description of Bertie, Celia and the briefcase.
\nEnda duly joined us, whereupon Paddy went inside to buy a coffee for him. Without prompting, Enda raised the matter of the Jody Corcoran story, saying “this is going to be big”.
\nHe described how he had met Garda Fallon “at the door of Leinster House” on that remarkable day seven years ago, how Fallon was looking for Jim Higgins, and how they both heard Fallon’s story in an interview room in Leinster House.
\nEnda’s attitude to the story was very ‘gung-ho’ and neither by word nor body language did he betray any reservations about our intention to run it, or about Fine Gael’s part in making it public.
\nHe declined, however, to give me an on-the-record comment on the Garda Fallon story, whereupon I moved on to the issue of stamp duty”<\/em><\/p>\n