I had forgotten how much this big turniphead annoyed me. It’s hard to believe that people like this can have any influence on Irish society. The Healy-Raes sum up all that’s rotten about the political system in Ireland: the cronyism, the careerism, the sheer fucking stupidity. Michael of course is a son of Jackie Healy Rae, the only Irish politician that can’t speak English. Jackie found Michael under a stone in his cabbage patch back in the seventies. He ran him under the tap, wiped him with some turpentine and stuck a cap on him. [Read more...]