Grim and depressing though it is, I have been reading Ruth Dudley Edwards fairly regularly since (to use a typical piece of 'Oirish' mendacity) 'the troubles' began in Ulster. To be honest myself, ever since Tony Blair poured bullshit over the whole sorry tragedy in an effort to smother the damn thing out of existence, I have gone along with the farrago that give or take the odd murder here or there, as you do in Ireland and Ulster, things have more or less settled down. Wrong again!
Northern Ireland's 15 years of devolution have left it frozen in loathing and distrust
That is the headline to Ms. Dudley Edwards' piece in The Telegraph today which sums up the situation exactly. The dangers are not alleviated by our own two leading parties holding their noses and sucking up to yesterday's murderers:
The Tories are wooing the DUP, who could have ten seats after the next election, so although the proprieties must be observed, in practice, where politically possible, what the DUP want, the DUP will get. Labour, meanwhile, are being seduced by Sinn Fein, who are friendly with the trades unions and hope for six seats next time. If the bribe was big enough, they could be persuaded to take their seats.
More and more I incline to the view that we, the English, should just rid ourselves of all those whingeing bloody Celts, over the sea and over our borders, and just get on on with looking after ourselves.
