Painting Your Nails Is Not Serious Foreign Policy

Sinéad Gibney dropped as Social Democrats Foreign Affairs spokesperson in mini -reshuffle.

The Social Democrats—Ireland’s answer to the question nobody asked: What if a political party were run like a particularly earnest book club? Their “mini-reshuffle” today is the kind of thrilling political drama that makes watching paint dry seem like a Tarantino movie. But let’s pretend, for a moment, that it matters. And let’s be honest, you’re only reading this because you have an interest in the strange intricacies of Irish Politics.

Acting Social Democrat leader Cian O’Callaghan—who has all the political gravitas of a substitute Maths teacher—announced that Sinéad Gibney, their human rights superstar, is being gently moved from Foreign Affairs to Media, Culture, and Arts. Why? The Social Democrats’ press office, in a statement drier than a Communion wafer, insists this is all just practical. Gibney’s new gig lines up with her Oireachtas committee role, and her replacement, Patricia Stephenson, a Senator whose CV includes a stint as a charity worker in Africa, will be taking over the Foreign Affairs brief. Those of you who are long-time observers of Irish politics correctly suspect there might be a different reason why Gibney has been dropped from Foreign Affairs.

Gibney said recently on the Israel-Palestine conflict: “We’ll continue to raise this again and again and again. I’ll continue to attend protests. I’ll keep getting my nails done with the Palestinian flag.” and when asked about the India-Pakistan conflict she said “I’ll be keeping a close eye on that” I’m sure the the diplomatic corps of both countries are quaking in their boots.

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It would appear Gibney has turned statecraft into nail art—because nothing says “serious Middle East policy” like a fresh manicure in Hamas-chic. She’ll “raise this again and again and again,” like a child demanding more access to TikTok, except the TikTok here is geopolitical relevance. And when it comes to India and Pakistan—two nuclear-armed neighbours who’ve gone to war four times—she’ll “keep a close eye on that,” like a distracted security guard watching CCTV footage of someone robbing a bank. It won’t be lost on keen international observers that the colours she painted her nails in also represent other countries, Syria, Iraq, United Arab Emirates, Kuwait, Libya, Sudan, Western Sahara, Jordan, Kenya and Somaliland. Although, in fairness in Somaliland is having difficulty getting recognised as a country.

This isn’t diplomacy; it’s foreign policy as an Instagram story—all vibes, no clue. Maybe next she’ll solve the Ukraine-Russia conflict by getting a blue-and-yellow pedicure. Reducing deeply rooted geopolitical issues like the Israel-Palestine or India-Pakistan conflicts to symbolic acts, such as flag-themed manicures or vague statements, demonstrates a lack of substantive understanding of her brief. Ultimately, the social media soundbite she was reaching for backfired. She was eviscerated all over social media for her privileged solidarity with the Palestinians. So as of today, Gibney is no longer the Social Democrats spokesperson on Foreign Affairs, a terrible loss to global geo-politics, we all can agree.

Gibney, ever the team player, expressed her delight at focusing on her new committee roles, which include arts and media and artificial intelligence. (Stop laughing down the back.) With Sinead being demoted, that leaves the Social Democrats without any Foreign Affairs Spokesperson in the Dáil. Which is very, let's be frank, dumb, considering the world’s geopolitical problems right now.

The Purple Elephant in the Room: Eoin Hayes and His Palantir Problem

Meanwhile, lurking in the corner like the lad who showed up with the wrong kind of beer to a gluten intolerance convention is Eoin Hayes, the suspended Social Democrat TD who forgot to mention his €200,000 portfolio in Palantir—a company that sounds like a Bond villain’s startup, it’s a US tech company that makes military software for Israel and has allegedly been involved in some morally murky decisions. Some in the party want him back, presumably because nothing says “clean, transparent politics” like a guy who dabbled in shadowy military tech stocks. This has turned into a bit of a political soap opera, with some members ready to bring him back and others clutching their pearls. It’s politics—the art of sticking your finger in the wind and adjusting your tie before anyone notices.

The Social Democrats are polling at roughly the same level as public interest in the mating habits of snails in West Cork. They’re not about to storm Leinster House. But reshuffles, even tiny ones, are like horoscopes for political nerds—vaguely entertaining to interpret, even if the predictions are nonsensical for a party as small as the Social Democrats.

At the end of the day, this isn’t so much about political drama as it is about bureaucratic shuffleboard. The Social Democrats are arranging their deck chairs—making sure everyone’s in the right seat, even if none of the ships have clear destinations. But that’s politics for you—if it looks like progress, it probably is, until the next reshuffle.