Was on local radio (LMFM) at 10a.m.Tuesday and national television (RTE1) on Sunday evening last-The Week in Politics. Also on local weekly paper Meath News and Sports, on front page and inside page this week . Had fliers dropped to all voters in constituency over the last few days and attended anti pylon meeting on Monday in Headford in Kells. An I.F.A. meeting I meant to attend on Monday coincided with pylon meeting so I couldn’t attend.
Maybe God is cutting me some slack.
My campaign manager, diary secretary, publicist, research director, graphic artist, I.T. consultant and transport manager (my daughter Margarita), whose remuneration is zilch will attached the gizmos which enable the viewing and listening of these events to the blog. (Of necessity i’m a miser on administration).
In general I can definitely feel that people who don’t know me tend to think because I am fairly banjaxed physically that I am mentally retarded. This is disheartening . If anything a lot of my inhibitions have disappeared and my tolerance for bullshit has worn thin.
I canvassed in Navan on Saturday last on my tricycle. Met many nice people. Some people thought I was retarded. But it is perhaps a measure of how low politics has sunk that I overheard two old wans saying that politics had sunk to a new low when people (i.e.me) were pretending to be retarded to get votes. As my grandfather used to say “bad cess to ye”, whatever that means.
The persecution of the self employed continues unabated. Nobody cares and I have heard nothing to indicate that any relief is in sight.
Genuine people who did their best and ran onto the rocks have only three realistic options available to them (1)Throw yourselves at the mercy of the State or (2)Get the hell out to a country that genuinely cherishes its people and get a fresh start. (3) Vote for me and demand change.
Economic emigration continues apace. My correspondents suggest and the evidence of my eyes confirms that the equivalent of 2/3 rd of the Annual Leaving Cert. class emigrates and that about that number of welfare tourists replace them. The country is like a bath with a tap running which stays at the same level because the emptying plug lets out the same amount of water. It can’t last.
On the subject of farming I think that we have been farmed as a nation recently and will continue to be so farmed for the future. Farmers produce grains or animals for sale. They provide whatever is necessary to maximise production,
My blog on Irishness has a point. We are a consumer State, importing all consumer goods ,bar food. It is in Europe’s Bank and the World’s Bank interest to keep us as consumers and to support us financially to do this. We will have our blood , sweat , tears and money farmed by these until we pip at the seams and a vote for any of the main parties will only determine the number of notches on the whip and the frequency of the scourge.
On a more optimistic level I take great heart from the contacts I have had from remarkable and inspiringly genuine people. There are enough of you there to make a difference , if you can find and support candidates of genuine conviction and compassion that can think outside the box, a place I think I occupy.
I really cannot get over the way the politico muinteoiri have things so well sown up for themselves that they get teacher’s pensions for life having spent so few years in the classroom.
Needless to say there won’t be any fall out between the parties over this as they are all dominated by this species.
And before the teaching teachers rear up I am not criticising you.I know the great community work you do and will do in future. Like us all you are straining under the yoke or universal health levy etc.
Great to hear from John from Blanch. and Garret from Dunderry , both in exile in Sas. Two decent, hardy genuine Gaels, who you would love to have beside you in a tough corner. It’s a shame you don’t have the vote. I bet you never will either .Guess why?
Our politicos have decommissioned our sugar industry and are planning to decommission our language, our electricity production and gas industries. Let me remind you that this island no longer has an air fleet nor a merchant navy. But then again our farmer masters will look after us. Won’t they?
I see the reverse takeover leader of the Labour Party, from the calf eyes he is fluttering at his chosen partner this time around, still finds time to plead to the voters to crush the independents by vacuuming up the votes in his favour. No glasnost there then. Tell him to flutter off on Friday.
My political advisor tells me I make no political friends by attacking them like I do and that they will send the vampire canvassers or agents to get me (canvass in the dark in case you are seen and operate in the shadows).Truth is that aside from torturing us with hot pokers they could not cause more pain than we are suffering daily and we are sucked dry as it is.
I can meet my maker when the time comes and tell him that at least I tried.
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