I’m getting better at dealing with the Dáil meltdowns.
I was already prepared for the latest Anglo Irish debacle this morning, since the news of the ‘exceptional support‘ loans emerged yesterday.
Even so, it took some time for me to absorb the news that Brian Lenihan never bothered to read the auditor’s report.
The man’s a barrister. If there’s one thing he should understand, it’s the importance of reading briefs.
Instead, as far as I can make out, he only read the bits that were highlighted.
That brings to mind a civil servant going through the report carefully with a fluorescent felt tipped pen before dropping it on the minister’s desk.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing at first. I must have got it wrong. When I realised it was true, I was furious. Shouting at the radio furious. I even found myself begging.
‘Please, tell me you’re not that stupid.’
There’s no point speaking to the radio though. It just gets you down. Sometimes you just have to accept that it really is a banana republic.
But like I said, I’m getting better at dealing with this stuff.
Denial, anger, bargaining, depression and acceptance, all inside five minutes.