Ireland has always been famous for its forty shades of green, and I am proud of that.
Who cares if the country is bankrupt as long as we are the Emerald Isle?
Who cares if the government effectively closes all the pharmacies, so the streets are full of manics and depressives for want of medication, so long as we have our grass to look at?
Who cares if half the population is unemployed and the rest are struggling to make ends meet, so long as we can roll on the lawns?
Who cares if our future generations of girls all die of cervical cancer, so long as we remain verdant?
For once the government has done something right.
There is a glimmer of hope for all of us.
Just when we thought all was lost, the government announced a project to lay a lawn in front of Leinster House.
Ireland has surely turned the corner and the recession is well and truly behind us, for the government is spending €230,000 on building this marvellous and vitally needed project.
After all, it’s a paltry sum of money for such a beautiful thing? What could you buy with that anyway? A three bedroom house? Fifteen cars? An extra classroom or two? Hang the cost, when you have a patch of grass to look at.
Go for it Cowen.
You miserable, self serving, hypocritical, cowardly, incompetent, insufferable cunt.