Howlin’s political shocker
Hence, it was a shock to the system to read that Brendan Howlin had gone into Labour’s leadership race without having first secured his future with a striking partner of his party’s choosing.
A single man in politics can’t hope to compete with a double act, like our own government’s usual Abbott and Costello, or Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde. Even Stanley would never have discovered the Nile without Dr Livingstone, I presume.
In France, they go one better by always choosing a threesome over a shy bachelor, with presidents allowed at least one mistress on the payroll.
And Maggie Thatcher would never have survived without a continuous stream of one-liners scripted by her husband, Denis.
Brendan needs a Better Half if he is to be taken seriously. A huntress who can bring home the Rabbitte instead of the bacon. Or else Labour should choose an old fashioned troika, such as that favoured by Russia from time immemorial. Russian roulette, I think they call it.
Otherwise, Brendan must exchange his Bachelor Walk for a walk down the aisle. That should buy him a week’s respite from the paparazzi’s sniping.
Richard Dowling,
Coote Street,
Mountrath,
Co Laois.
