WHAT are we to believe? The question is posed by the appearance of two conflicting reports, and one disturbing incident, all in the last seven days or so.

BOY, was my local shop on the ball on Sunday morning.

MARY Harney has been unfairly treated over this hairdo business.

WE need to be taken by the scruff of the neck. We need somebody telling us, in calm and measured terms, and in simple English, what needs to be done. And first of all, we need to be told what the hell is going on. Truthfully, clearly, simply.

THEY’RE caught in a trap. Just like the old Elvis Presley song. And it’s a trap of their own making. It’s caused by lack of imagination, lack of preparedness, and an unwillingness to listen.

IT was one of the scariest nights of my life. It was February 18, 1987, and my livelihood was hanging by a thread.

I WAS at a party the other night. Lovely affair, generous host and hostess, plenty of food and drink (we were taking a taxi home). And not, by any means, a left-wing group, although they were all utterly charming.

HOW did the Government manage to bring in a budget of such fundamental unfairness? How was it possible to get it so badly wrong that the authority of government itself has been perhaps fatally undermined?

I’m not advocating that we should abandon the pension reserve fund to pay for day-to-day expenditure.

THROUGHOUT our country there has never been fear like there is right now.