Saturday’s Irish Times
In reference to your obituary column in Saturday’s Irish Times: poster-boy banker with semi-detached relationship with ethics, as you state, receives four written columns.
While a life devoted to serving the Irish people with personal courage receives two written columns.
Tom Meaghar,
Athlone
Meanwhile..
Sadly we don’t need Global Trends 2021 to tell us what we have become. Your obituaries page on the same day does the job with chilling efficiency.
Lavishly illustrated with a roguish photograph, exuding his “clubbable (whatever that means?) relaxed, warm bonhomie”, Seánie Fitzpatrick, disgraced banker and wrecker of homes, businesses and lives, dominates three quarters of a page. Pushed into the margins is the “significant political impact both sides of the Border” figure of courageous and diligent Austin Currie.
Lunatics and asylums come to mind, anyone?
Kieran Fagen,
Killiney.
I’d chance to say the witch herself might have been involved in this particular post mortem information campaign
but luckily for many of us we were actually there when it happened and it’s still raw and we still get to discuss the subject 1st hand
people like him are not quickly forgotten (by my generation anyway)
Considering Broadsheet removed multiple negative comments about the wee little scamp on the day of his death it’s a bit rich to be pointing fingers.
https://www.broadsheet.ie/contact/
Completely agree with you.
https://www.broadsheet.ie/contact/
Yep. Making a complete bodge of it.
Not my moderation.
The verb “to bodge” needs to be popularized in homage.
In fairness there were several pages devoted to the shyster Haughey as well, both negative and positive / deluded and gushing.
To be fair which of the two do you think more people are interested in reading?
If you’re reading the Irish Times at all…
Look at him in the IT photo, the scallywag…
“Is it okay to come out now hah?”
“Major soz for pooping on your hopes and dreams, for the suicides and the misery but you’d have done the same yerself.”
Don’t judge him by your standards, judge him by his own standards.
Anecdotally a person I know was out in Greystones golf club at some sort of Captain’s event and SF won second prize. This was only a few years ago. He was booed when he went up to collect it. What did he do afterwards? He stuck around until the close. Speaks volumes. The likes of SF and others have lived their lives protected from us, the expendable pawns, the peasant vermin class.
That fella Fitzpatrick took Cute-hoorism to intergalactic levels.
Shakespeare:
“When beggars die there are no comets seen;
The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.”
[Julius Caesar]