It began with Brexit, day after day, listening to the Brits telling us how superior and better than the rest of Europe they are. Including ourselves. Boring-Boring-Boring.
Then the "Virus" arrived, via the world. A more identifiable name was found in Covid 19. More daily news, day after day, after day. Statistics from our own country and the whole world. The country went into lock-down, everyone froze no movement anywhere. Cocoon was the the order of the day, days and weeks. Scary-Scary-Scary.
Then just as we started to breathe in a little normality what pops up for our daily menu of entertainment, if that is the right word to use? Musical chairs about to be performed by our likely looking new Government. What Civil war? What decimated Green Party? The magical 80 + seats are almost there to govern with rotating seats/doors.
As a young man I always respected politicians as being people who worked for and in the interests of the people who elected them and for the benefit of the country. Well not anymore! They talk the talk but do not do the walk. They do not listen to the people but only their own voice and their own memberships. Despite being elected by the people and paid by the people once they enter Dail Eireann, it strikes me that, people have to accept what they will give us like it or not.
My late grandmother once told me that whoever gets elected it would make no difference to us ordinary people. She was right. Today she would be wrong, I believe as the elected politicians to-day get more comfortable and the electorate become more insignificant.