Ms Burton’s task in saving Labour is of utmost gravity
With meagre resources and against impossible odds, she has to extract herself from hostile outer space, the manic, random, lethal debris of the space race, and return to the solid ground of Earth, back to ‘terra firma’.
Our own Miss Congeniality, An Tánaiste, Joan Burton, TD, is faced with a similar task.
With fewer resources and facing even more impossible odds, she has the added burden and task of saving the comatose Labour Party. Ms Burton has to do this without the benefit of the best special effects that money can buy.
At the cost of being momentarily serious (and with apologies for the pun), does Ms Burton not realise that this task will require more than mere gravity?






