(From top: Dermot Desmond at the Change Nation event in Dublin Castle last year)

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I’ve got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Gulp.

Part of a poem ‘Still I Rise’ by Maya Angelou sent by Dermot Desmond to Fintan O’Toole after being questioned about the Telecom scandal of 1990.

25 years of Irish life through the columns of Fintan O’Toole (Irish Times)