Ireland’s Populists Wage War on Reality While the World Burns

Iran has Shiites, Ireland has Gobshiites!

Dublin is drowning, again, not in oil or wet weather, but in stupidity, denial, and Trumpian populism. The Strait of Hormuz burns all over the media and on our devices, U.S. gunboats shimmer under the boiling sun, and the entire Middle East is collapsing beneath the weight of its own hydrocarbons. The region is unable to export its fuel for the global economy because of one man’s demonstrable lack of intelligence. But walk into Leinster House (Irish Parliment), and you’d think the fuel apocalypse was a VAT indcuced or an excise problem to be exorcised. Petrol has become a luxury good fit for the minor aristocracy, they wail - €2.00 a litre for the chance to drive to your own funeral, and our elected tribunes have found the true culprits: their colleagues across the aisle or whichever priestly faction of accountants now squats in the Department of Finance, administering a great Irish torment as though it were an ancient curse, a bureaucracy so pitiless it condems certain sections of so…