Letter to a young Fianna Fáiler

Dear young Fianna Fáiler, Right now, the whole world must be a painful place.  You’re confused about everything you know.  You’re convinced that people on the bus, in the corridor and next door are laughing at you and feeling sorry for your very existence....

Poppy

As usual at this time of year, the strangled scream of one more fool arguing in favour of not wearing a poppy for remembrance day can be heard, faintly filling the end of a slow news day, usually on Channel 4. That some people decide not to wear a poppy is fine....

Spending policy should not mean but simply be.

There is nothing either particularly logical or elegant about the embodiment of the basic economic problem in the Guns versus Butter conundrum, but there’s probably a well established way to pay someone through taxpayer cash to paint a picture of it or commit...

Limp

Fiona Apple has a song, ‘Limp’ which, although directed at a former lover, might well be usefully directed at our old friend Lord Mandelson of Hartlepool, Mortgage Application and Passport Protocol. In the past, if Mandy gave a major policy speech, the...