It's nearly getting to the point where you could take old Gombeen Nation posts from the archive, change the date at the top, and pass them off as new. Such is the convenience of blogging about Groundhog Day Ireland.
Or maybe it's the same as the chief character in Flann O'Brien's "Third Policeman" who is doomed to make the same awful, and only just bearable mistakes, into perpetuity?
I nearly choked on my Tayto and milk breakfast last week when I read the following in The Irish Times:
"The number and value of house sales in Dublin is at a three-year high, according to a new survey from myhome.ie, which also shows that the total value of transactions in the first nine months of the year is up by 29 per cent on the same period last year."
Then there were some "experts" (remember those?) on radio doing their utmost to assure us that we were not looking at another bubble in the capital. I should certainly hope not, we still haven't paid for the first one yet.
At the same time ghost estates, built with government tax incentives and dodges (and about which the "opposition" of the time were strangely quiet) are going to be demolished at taxpayers' expense.
Then there's all the other stuff...
It's a strange little country where HSE top management and executives receive salary top-ups for making a bollocks of running our health service, and where it was recently decided that taxpayers should subvent RTE even more than they do at present... by a body that contains an ex-RTE head. Failed bankers too, have enjoyed bonuses while judges have used the constitution to fight changes to their pensions.
In Greece the Troika took the axe to such wasters, but Ireland is different I suppose.
'Tis a quare place, alright.
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