1916 commemorations: Why Rising to the occasion is not easy

ONCE UPON a Celtic Tiger time, I attended a Fianna Fáil Cairde dinner. This was in 2006, at the height of the bubble. The dinner was an annual knees-up for friends of the Soldiers of Destiny.

Many of the tables were taken by developers, who were at the frontline of the march of a nation towards economic abyss.

A notable feature of the evening was the menu. Not the grub, so much as an illustration.