Clare Daly responded to the Government’s Spin Spring Economic Statement on Tuesday.
Grab a tay.
She said:
“I thank the Government for introducing me to a brand new emotion, which is a kind of combination of, on the one hand, being incredibly underwhelmed and, at the same time, offended by the fanfare that is scheduled for this week. That fanfare displays an arrogance that is becoming increasingly a hallmark of this Government. While it has scheduled yet another backslappers’ convention for us to have to endure, real issues that were touched on this morning, such as the scandal of Siteserv, goings-on at IBRC, the contract for installing water meters, the list of private bodies benefiting from those contracts and the whole Irish Water diaspora debacle, are ignored. It is head-spinning stuff.”
“All the big names are there, including KPMG, Arthur Cox, the Davy Group, Ernst & Young, Denis O’Brien and the usual roll-out of consultants, advisers and middle men. We are not being given a chance to discuss any of that. Even the Government’s own backbenchers are embarrassed by what is happening today. In fact, none of them has been present for the jamboree. It seems even they are a bit scarlet to have to sit through it. This whole thing really exposes how utterly out of touch the Government is with the real lives of citizens. I will bring Ministers back to earth by reading a letter I received last weekend from a person in Cavan. He wrote:”
Hi Clare,
Just to keep you up to touch with things, I’m starting back to work again after three years of really tough times. I have spent €6,000 of my own money trying to retrain and get back to work. I received no assistance from the system. Absolutely soul-destroying stuff. Three weeks ago I became a member of a very special group, the group that comes under the title of ghosters. Now, the ghosters are the group of citizens that have reached the point where the welfare system says “No more, your wife is working, so you don’t qualify for any payment at all.” For the first time in 43 years, I had no income whatsoever. That’s a situation I never, ever want to be in again, nor did I in the first place. The sense of embarrassment, shame and complete loss of self-esteem is indescribable. I never thought, even after being made redundant three years ago, that I’d be out for so long. I really believed that I’d be back at work in a couple of months at most, but that wasn’t to be. The rest, as they say, is history.
Two weeks ago, I was standing on a bridge here in Ballyconnell looking into a very fast-flowing river and deciding if I’d end it. Two things prevented that from happening. Number one, I looked in and I asked who’d feed my dog. Number two, I want to see Enda Kenny and co. get their comeuppance. In fact, I want to play my part in it. My vote counts. I count, somewhere in the overall picture of things. Now isn’t that scary? But the real scary thing is that there are thousands more like me. They need help, real help, not just a lip service from some pompous git in a suit, shirt and tie telling them that we are in recovery. Recovery for whom? The Denis O’Briens of this world? Greed-motivated buggers who care only for the quick buck at everybody’s expense?