One more day to go.
I’m looking forward to it already.
No more news programmes filled with ‘I didn’t interrupt you’ and ‘Who is funding your campaign?’
No more claims that the Lisbon treaty will sanction euthanasia, legalise abortion, and make homosexuality compulsory on Tuesdays.
No more ministers pleading for a Yes vote because they will be mortified beyond embarrassment in front of the Council of Ministers if Ireland says No.
That one really does annoy me. I don’t think I want to be led by politicians who are embarrassed by the will of the people.
No more patronising editorials calling opponents of a given newspaper’s line lunatics, crazies or loolahs.
No more of those badly printed Sinn Féin posters that make MaryLou McDonald look like she’s got a severe dose of jaundice.
No more quotes from Valery Giscard d’Estang.
No more vague threats from French foreign ministers.
No more ‘there is no Plan B’. Anyway, shouldn’t that be Plan C? Lisbon is Plan B, since the Constitution was scuppered by the French and Dutch.
Unless of course, the No side wins the debate, and then we have to go through the whole thing all over again around mid-November.