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Is the Coalition cooking the books? I asked the woman from the Revenue mischievously.
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Cook arrives bearing gifts, but his visit stirs echoes
‘Young people of Ireland, I love you,” declared Pope John Paul to the youth of Ireland back in 1979 during a mass at Galway race course. Ireland’s youth reciprocated. They loved their pontiff.
The constipated sphinx breaks ranks and turns on the bankers
The last time Kevin Cardiff appeared before a Dail committee, he resembled a constipated sphinx. His 2011 summons to the Public Accounts Committee (PAC) proved tortuous. The then head of the Department of Finance was on the back foot after a €3.6bn error in the State’s finances occurred on his watch. Extracting information from the sphinx was like pulling teeth from the mouth of an unwilling dragon.
Old wounds reopen with scrappy 70-somethings
Has Michael Noonan lost his touch? The sure-footed Minister for Finance has become accident-prone in recent weeks. Instead of floating above the media scrum, Noonan has descended to political jousting. Not all of it has seen the avuncular Michael emerging in glory.
Pym the Pauper shares his sausage and chips
Do not be fooled by AIB’s tiny cut in rates last Friday. One cut does not kill a cartel.
Noonan casts our votes for UK banking insiders
This week Michael Noonan has a chance to redeem all his past sins. He could make an epoch-breaking statement. Sadly, he has already blown it.
Noonan could help variable victims, but he won’t
Bravo for the bankers. Have you swallowed the new narrative from the banks? Bankers and their fellow travellers are peddling big, big porkies.
Aer Rianta: Pensions deferred are pensions denied
Angela Cunningham is 60. She has been a lone parent, the mother of two children, since 1991. Angela has worked hard outside the home to rear her children, all her life.
If multinationals go, what’s our fall-back plan?
Who makes our Cabinet ministers jump?
Thank heavens for the happy heretics of the IMF
It’s confession time down at the Banking Inquiry. The confessions are a trifle premature. Suddenly there is a real danger that the inquiry’s appetisers will render the main course less digestible.
