What Mary Lou said

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You probably know or know of Miriam Lord. She’s the woman who writes the funny column in the Irish Times about the goings-on in the Dail. This morning she is casting her beady eye over Mary Lou McDonald. Mary Lou, as you probably know again, yesterday listed the names of alleged Ansbacher account holders. Does the term ‘Ansbacher account holder’ have a  familiar ring? You’re showing your age. The reference is to off-shore accounts that were said to be held by a number of prominent and wealthy Irish notables, who were busy stashing their cash there to avoid the taxman. Mary Lou, using the protection of the Dail, listed names named by a whistleblower whom he claimed held offshore Ansbacher accounts. Miriam Lord, being the witty woman she is, spoke of Mary Lou ‘detonating’ this list and producing ‘a spectacular’.

It certainly got the attention of the people named, who rushed into print to deny that they ever had or now have or ever will have an Ansbacher account. I was waiting for some of them to do a Bertie and say they hadn’t a bank account at all at all. Even the Ceann Comhairle was at pains to point out that the ‘S. Barrett’ referred to on the list wasn’t him. It seems the whistleblower had tried all sorts of authoritative places to do something about this list but with no luck. Yesterday afternoon he got lucky with Mary Lou.

There followed a good bit of tut-tutting and faux outrage that Mary Lou should have done such a thing. The Ceann Comhairle put it down to her youth, that she should name names of people who might have done bad things. But his voice was drowned by the sound of background cheering throughout the land, as republicans from Malin Head to Mizzen Head broke into choruses of ‘How Does It Feel?’ and ‘Who’s Sorry Now?’  For so long it’s been Enda and the lads who have been lobbing unsubstantiated claims of  wrong-doing at Mary Lou’s party. Sometimes the lobbing went on for weeks, complete with photo-shoots featuring the Taoiseach. Now at last the Shinners had got round to lobbing a few of their own and you could tell from the squawks of denial that not only those named but political opponents in the Dail were feeling the force of the onslaught.

It was appropriate, in a macabre way, that the names of alleged tax-dodgers was made in the week when a homeless man died as near as dammit on the steps outside the Oireachtas. And not just any man – an articulate man whom RTÉ had interviewed a while back and who will feature on a homelessness documentary that RTÉ can’t wait to get airing. The Ansbacher accounts were needed by their holders because they were earning so much money, they didn’t want the rotten old state to be dipping into it and taking thousands or maybe millions from them in tax. Shades of the roaring, mighty Celtic Tiger. And meanwhile a homeless man is found huddled and dead in a doorway about fifty yards from the centre of government: just one more fragment of the huge collateral damage created in a state where a  small minority, many with political connections or even politicians themselves,  go on living lives wonderfully well insulated from the razor slashes of poverty.  One of Sinn Féin’s big ideas is that there must be a drive, north and south, towards equality. The size of the task was spectacularly obvious this week outside and inside the Dail.

24 Responses to What Mary Lou said

  1. Joe McVeigh December 4, 2014 at 9:11 am #

    Interesting to see how the Dublin political establishment and the Dublin based media unite to defend the status quo and attack SF at every opportunity. Metinks there is a lot of fear in dose high places as Katleen Lynch might say.Interesting times ahead.

  2. neill December 4, 2014 at 10:26 am #

    But his voice was drowned by the sound of background cheering throughout the land, as republicans from Malin Head to Mizzen Head broke into choruses of ‘How Does It Feel?’ and ‘Who’s Sorry Now?

    I suspect you are getting carried away…one to many glasses of mulled wine perhaps?

    Oh the wonderful irony of a republican castigating others on tax evasion only in Ireland……

    Whilst tax evasion is a crime under no circumstances should it be bracketed with terrorism still it will take the heat off SF for a little while.

    • Jude Collins December 4, 2014 at 11:10 am #

      Mulled wine, eh, neill? You must move in refined circles. Do you have to wear smoking jacket as you sip?

    • PeadarW December 4, 2014 at 4:38 pm #

      I wonder at what point people let the troubles be over and stop bringing up tired old clichés,SinnFein are a political party with a mandate get over it.
      Incidentally terrorism in north east Ireland had many faces,it had a brittish face,a loyalist face and an RUC face you might want to bone up on contempory history.

      • Neill December 4, 2014 at 7:13 pm #

        Perhaps when SF starts behaving like a normal political party…?

      • Pat Mc Larnon December 5, 2014 at 11:11 am #

        Peadar,

        They haven’t gone away you know because they aren’t allowed to. Too many hacks and book writers need them around to fill columns and there is always the updated edition of some book written a decade or two ago to get out on the market. Also, Enda does need a fall back position when asked a difficult question in the Dail.

  3. neill December 4, 2014 at 11:37 am #

    Ah Jude one surely must know you have cocktails a good quality whiskey and very occasionally a fine vintage of port with a smoking jacket.Sadly mulled wine does not cut the mustard one day I shall show you the ways of being a British Gentleman toddle pips….

    • paddykool December 4, 2014 at 9:00 pm #

      Ah Neill…In this instance, surely you mean “whisky” and not “whiskey”………??. Got to watch for those little details old boy…..

      • Neill December 5, 2014 at 12:15 am #

        Quite so to many gins for me I humbly apologise

  4. Argenta December 4, 2014 at 12:22 pm #

    I suspect Enda will not be overly worried as most of the listed names seem to come from the Fianna Fáil stable.Michael Martin is more likely to be embarrassed even though the cited names are “yesterday’s men”.

  5. Mick Early December 4, 2014 at 12:49 pm #

    Says it all Jude! Great perspective and I will not be sipping any mulled wine- what is that anyway!!

  6. Iolar December 4, 2014 at 1:37 pm #

    Cuts, Quangos and Questions

    Lots to mull over today. The imperial masters are worried. A discerning electorate in Ireland has learned the hard way to spot a scam in the context of global economic forces and the result, overpaid “managers”, “postures from politicians”, “consultants” “tax exiles”, migration, unemployment, a concentrated attack on welfare services and underpaid service providers. We are told that the rate of unemployment is falling but what is the context? Thousands are leaving the country with its plethora of temporary low paid jobs and zero hour contracts.

    There has been much discussion about corporation tax. Again the context is important. Corporation Tax has been reduced in England. The result, a slight economic improvement in the south of England based on temporary, low paid jobs with zero hour contracts.

    The imperial masters are hard at their work in relation to corporation tax in the north of Ireland. The Head Master has had a performance review with his Head of Department. He has accepted the fact that there has been a recurring problem associated with a loss of voice over the past few months and that the present incumbent is interested in a new post in the New Year. In the interim, it has been decided that the “naughty” corner in the Assembly should be used more often with detention for attention seeking behaviour, on Saturday mornings.

    The B.B.C. provided a thought provoking vignette about life in Belfast based on the thoughts of a newspaper editor which was broadcast on 3 December 2014. Fond memories of a close knit community were couched in the reality that the gentleman can no longer walk the streets of his childhood in safety. He now inhabits a world of shopping malls, security cameras and the ubiquitous celebrity autobiography.

    It is an impertinence on the part of some elected representatives to talk vaguely about “thousands of new jobs” as the axe continues to fall on health, housing and education service providers throughout the country. The electorate can spot privatization by stealth and the role that some politicians are playing in dragging the country back to a place associated with poverty, ill health and criminality.

  7. Mary Nelis December 4, 2014 at 4:18 pm #

    ‘Love your enemies: Hate the system which made them your enemies’ Nelson Mandela
    But then Neil, he was a terrorist wasnt he?

    • Neill December 4, 2014 at 7:15 pm #

      In exactly the same way Gerry Adams was a peace loving hippy who took part in the troubles whatsoever Mary

    • Norma wilson December 4, 2014 at 7:17 pm #

      He certainly was Mary, as I am sure you recall this time last year Adams was at his funeral. All terrorists together. Comrades for the cause.
      Did anybody ever find out what happened to the £28 million that was stolen from the Northern Bank, I am sure someone must know something about it.
      The last time I drank mulled wine was with the carol singers in St Colmans chapel Lambeg. ( as a visiting Protestant),

  8. Perkin Warbeck December 4, 2014 at 4:48 pm #

    The title of today’s dispatch, Esteemed Blogmeister, brought to mind immediately a case recently heard in the Employment Appeals Tribunal in Dublin during which the Ambassador of the United Arab Emirate to the Free Southern Stateen was over a barrel, though not of the oil-filled type he would, in all probability, be more familiar with.

    The UAE Embassy is located on Pembroke Road in leafy Dublin 4. And so it happened around the corner from Raglan Road of a autumn day, His Excellency, Mr. Lootah was found guilty of exploiting his three Filipina house slaves, oops, maids. By compelling them to a life of pitiless drudgery, having first thoughtfully removed the passports from their possession, of working 15 hours a day, 7 days a week for the princessly sum of 2 euros an hour, in total amounting to the queen’s ransom of 170 euros a month.

    Lootah, is right.

    And so on Grafton Street in November the liberated trio tripped lightly along the ledge to the Filipino Consulate, aka McDonald’s, to savour the Bill of Fare on offer, from Sausage McGriddles to Egg and Cheese McMuffin. Though each of the trio had been awarded 80,000 euros, being the FSS there was still no guarantee they’ll ever end up with a cent of that tidy,tucked-in sum, much less come within a scent of same.. A McMoral victory, one may say.

    Coincidentally, McMoola was at at the core of the latest taking of the U-word in vain, by the Can of Cola in Sinister House, S. Barrett. S’bouncing once more to his feet An Ceann Comhairle (which is supposed to mean Can of Cola or even Chairman, depending on the dialect, but this is possibly a biteen of a liberal translaiton if the doings and downings of the upright cello figure of Yo-Yo Ba are to be witnessed) the incandescent Speaker was quite speechless with , yes, Umbrage.

    What caused the U-word to be taken on this occasion was – hello – Mary Lou.

    Sinister House has also attained the sobriquet of the House of Lord. And with dame good reason. For, leading the irate pack of Middle Eastern Ire Land in the most recent onslaught on the McDeputy Leader of the Shinners was Lady Lord of The Unionist Times who was showing her tut-tutting credentials to the v. best of her not inconsiderable abilities.

    ‘Another no-warning blast from Mary Lou…’, Lady Lord sketched to the retching of ‘when Mary Lou proceeded to detonate a list of alleged offshore account holders…..’.

    This, mind you, in the Chamber of Potty-trained Pols who were heard to caterwaul a rousing chorus of ‘The Londonderry Air’ in the bar of Sinister House back in the early to mid 70s after they had just voted through some draconian legisllation by a narrow margin of one or was it two car bombs. When lines like ‘From Glenanne to Glenanne’ were instersperesed with blueshirted arms held aloft beneath the clenched fist salute of ‘Tiocfaidh ar LA’. (Later decoded as ‘Lethal Allies’).

    Lady Lord was followed closely by the former Deputy Prime Minister of the Free Southern Stateen who came down on ML like a Tonaiste of bricks. One Mary will have to be wary of the other Mary from now on: the scary one hasn’t gone away, you know.

    After a McMonth of cunning stunts Sinister House is the gift house that just continues to give. One is almost tempted to remark though that Ansbascher bates all.

    Mind you, Mary Lou wasn’t the only one to be parasoled over the head of late in the Stateen which has the Sunday Independent Cult (sic) as its Official Religion and DOBlin as its capital city.

    Joe Brolly got a fair few whacks of his own surname over the noggin in the largest organ of the Denis O’Brien stable by some superior being on the books of Reading or perhaps it was Bishop Auckland FC in the Vauxhall Conference itself. Some five-star midfield general by the name of S. Hunt which was a new n,, one must admit, to Perkie’s innner sports anorak.

    Anyway, Train Brolly was well and truly shunted down a siding for having the t for temerity for suggesting that soccer players were maybe not the best role models on the block. (Doubt has been cast on whether he was referring to secret Swiss Roll models in the banking sense).

    There has been something of a gap in the market of late for the Ansbascher in Chief ot the G Double A of late now that the marathon man himself, Jurry Kiernan of Yerraland, has seemingly hit the Wall or something. The story of drug-taking super athletes is one that also, erm, continues to give and is not destined to end, erm, anytime soon. This may have led to a self-imposed vow of silence.

    On Afro-top of which, the bould Jurry is also a self-confessed fan of …..Shamrock Roves FC. And Perkie’s inner St. Jude is always prepared to cut some slack for the Shams.

    It is not clear at this stage if Jurry K and Shunty are in any related, though both sport near-identical unkempt bird’s nest hairdos. Though Stephen Hunt (for it is he!) and Stephen Hawkins might never be mistaken for each other, neither is it to taken as read that the sporting of a bird’s nest hairdo is in any way indicative of the possession below of a bird-like brain.

    Anyways, enter Shunty with the tool of his trade in hand, the shunting pole (well, actually in the hand of his Sunday Indpenpendt Cult ghost writer) as he attempts to fill the gap in the market, not to mention make the link between the wagons of West Britishness and wealth with their hook and chain couplings.

    His point being – if Perkie follows his train of taut thought correctly – that even the greatest G Double A man wouldn’t be able to cut the mustard (leaving the currying of yoghurt out of the q. entirely) in the lowliest league of the FA across the water:

    ‘If GAA players tried to live with the level of commitment shown by a professional footballers, they wouldn’t know what hit them.’

    Now, here comes the kicker. Or rather the first in a series of kickers:

    ‘When I was at Reading, I lived half a mile from the training ground. Each day, I would get in my car, which was of the required status for a Premier League footballer, and drive 800 yards to the ground’

    Even reading this revelation compels Perkie to sit down and take a breather. The very thought of Shunty driving a menopause car, aka, Morris Minor the marathon long 800 yards.

    ‘I wasn’t being flash. I just felt I had to rest. My life was dedicated to rest and then more rest.’

    Perkie’s inner G Double A flabby has slid off his chair and is stretched on the floor by this stage.

    ‘All I did was train and rest, train and rest’.

    Note the Freudian use of the t-word by Shunty.

    Note also the use of the give-away phrase: ‘but I get the impression with Joe he feels we lack the spirit of the true Gaels he admires so much’.

    ‘True Gaels’ is a dead give-away that Shunty (while good at Reading etc) had his codpiece written by his Sunday Independent Cult ghost writer. ‘True Gael’ is right up there with ‘Compulsory Irish’ in the sexy lexicon of the Cult.

    The last word must here belong to Shakespeare – surely the only writer to do justice to this Son of Reading, Shunty.

    By way of sequeing into this last word, one feels compelled to detour via the McMartyrs Memorial Church on the wee Ravenhill Road where the deathless phrase of the ‘silent collection’ was first, erm, coined.

    Which in turn prompts the q.: what exactly was Shunty up to when he was resting?

    Cue, the last word which Shakespeare thought so important that he put it into the mouth of his biggest signing, the Danish striker from a small rural town in Juttland, Hamlet:

    The rest is silence.

  9. Freddy Mallins December 4, 2014 at 5:20 pm #

    Hi Neil, I’m genuinely interested in what you think. Was Lord Carson a terrorist? He threatened terror, as I understand it and instigated the importation of weaponry from Germany because he did not agree with prevailing British Government policy for what became NI. Unionists erected a statue to his memory at their new Parliament. I’m confused by the ambivalence.

  10. michael c December 4, 2014 at 5:46 pm #

    I have said many times that it was time for SF to take the gloves off and I hope there is more to come.

    • Neill December 5, 2014 at 12:18 am #

      Well they tried the IRA and quite recently the Trojan horse can’t wait to see what else they have up their sleeves!

  11. ben madigan December 4, 2014 at 7:53 pm #

    @freddy – Loyalism always has to be understood as conditional – we’re loyal as long as you do what we want!

    To get a perspective on the English assessment of Carson’s achievements do have a look at https://eurofree3.wordpress.com/2014/02/09/edward-carson-1854-1935/

    • John December 6, 2014 at 12:41 am #

      Hi ben – Thanks for another very illuminating link / piece. Is it possible to sign up for regular blogs from you? – I tried a link lower down on the right-hand side of the Carson / Oscar Wilde piece – but just got directed to WordPress – offering me the chance to set up my own blog.
      Thanks again for your posts – previous included.

  12. Freddy Mallins December 5, 2014 at 10:11 am #

    Thanks Ben. Illuminating indeed. F

  13. michael c December 5, 2014 at 1:25 pm #

    Neill,you say “they tried the IRA”.That organisation has left the stage but many of it’s shrewdest people are now SF. I would be very surprised if that “shrewdness” was not now being used to analyse other political parties and the achilles heels of these parties and their members.Ireland north and south is a relatively small place and if I was an establishment politician,I would want to be squeaky clean before I would shoot my mouth off about SF.

    • neill December 5, 2014 at 9:44 pm #

      Always with the threats and you wonder why many people doubt SFs sincereity about their devotion to democracy