Thanks to Marian Finucane for coining the word of the decade.
That’s what we’re facing tomorrow, I’m afraid, and that’s not just a figure of speech. I really am afraid. The incompetent, corrupt bastards who got us into this mess are now handing us a tub of Vaseline and inviting us to bend over.
They’re looking for â€3.5 billion.
Here’s my two budget suggestions: take back from the Catholic Church the â€1.5 billion this government paid on behalf of clergy who abused children while they contributed almost nothing.
Take the â€13 billion that the Corrib Gas Field is worth, and which Shell E&P is being given for nothing because of a crooked deal with two crooked government ministers, Ray Burke and Bertie Ahern.
Why not? If all workers have to accept pay cuts, and if nurses and firemen have to pay pension levies, why shouldn’t a gigantic energy company pay its fair share at a time of national crisis? Tear up the contract and make them pay. If they refuse, tell them to fuck off.
Oops! That’s nearly â€15 billion without removing a single carer’s allowance.
Meanwhile, David McWilliams puts his finger on the gigantic scam that the government is about to perpetrate in order to bail out their banking pals at your expense.