FOUR DECADES IN EUROPE 1302 XLVIII

FOUR DECADES IN EUROPE

Politically 2013 promises to be another tough year. Not only does the economic situation present challenges, which could well torpedo the Coalition by year’s end, but on another front there is little doubt that Abortion will be the political issue for 2013 in Ireland.

In the wake of the Halappanavar tragedy the government has announced its intention to legislate to fill the gap following the Supreme Court decision in the X case twenty years ago. The first public hearings took place in early January. The battle lines are being drawn. The Church and the pro-life lobby have already set out their stall. At least one expert witness has pointed out that it would be a very different debate were Britain, where abortion is legal, not so close. Could another emotive and divisive referendum be on the cards?

As if that were not enough, for the first half of 2013 Ireland has the six month Presidency of the EU. While arguably this will provide Ministers with some easy and positive publicity and afford a welcome relief from the unremitting pressure of the economic situation, it is also a distraction with Ireland tasked with advancing some serious, if not critical, issues for Europe. These include trying to get agreement on the EU financial framework (i.e. budget) for the coming eight years .

This year also marks the fortieth anniversary of Ireland’s membership of the EU. Those decades merit a closer look for they have seen Ireland altered dramatically and irreversibly . It’s a very different Ireland now compared to 1973. The battered Ireland that joined the EC, as it then was, was a poorer, shabbier place than the vibrant and assertive country of today, current economic problems notwithstanding . There are many faults with the EU but overall, membership, and the partial pooling of sovereignty that went with it, have been of enormous benefit.

There was, of course, Europe’s money. Up to 1973 Ireland was overwhelmingly dependent on Britain as a trading partner, which included trying to sell our agricultural products into a country which pursued a cheap food policy. Access to the Common Agricultural Policy (the CAP) changed this. We now had a particularly heavy hitter batting for us – France – and Ireland’s agriculture and by extension, the economy, benefitted.

Then, beginning around 1980, a different flow of funds into the country began in the form of funding from the centre to the less prosperous regions. Historians of the future may well mark this development as the point when the EU began to evolve from merely a trading bloc to a future European super state.

This process culminated for Ireland in the political and economic bonanza of the early 90s which saw Ireland securing roughly $ ten billion for infrastructural development. Hence our roads and other improvements. Hence also the freeing up of revenues which were spent raising welfare and other benefits.

The EU itself underwent a sea change in the early nineties. German reunification generated politically a new emphasis on expansion of contacts in Central and Eastern Europe which led to the opening later of accession negotiations with a dozen prospective member states. Internally the creation of the Single European Market in1992 led to the removal of many internal barriers to the free movement of goods capital and labour between the member states.

The new Europe, now the Union, was acquiring the attributes of a supranational state. For Ireland, now riding the back of the Celtic Tiger, the Single Market generated new opportunities for trade, and investment poured in. For the first time Ireland had full employment, married women were coaxed into the labour market as never before and yet still there were labour shortages. Ireland began to experience immigration for the first time in centuries.

May 1st 2004, during Ireland’s last EU Presidency, saw the expansion of the EU from fifteen to twenty five countries. It was rightly regarded as a watershed date in modern European history and as ringing down the final curtain on the Second World War and the Cold War which followed. Eight of the new members were former Soviet satellites, most occupied by the Red Army for decades after 1945. Two more former satellites joined in 1997.

It was against the background of domestic labour shortages that the Government took the otherwise curious decision to permit immediate freedom of access to the Irish labour market to workers from the new Member States. The Accession Treaties provided for limits or restrictions on the movement of labour from the Accession States for up to seven years. This to allay fears among the fifteen at the prospect of unfettered access to the labour market for the new entrants.

Twelve of the fifteen states introduced restrictions for up to seven years. The three countries which did not were Britain, Ireland and Sweden. Sweden got relatively few immigrants. Britain and Ireland, which form a common travel area, got far more. Britain got roughly one million, relatively easily absorbed in a population of 60 million. Ireland received at least quarter of a million, not so easily absorbed in a population of just over four million. Factor in immigration from elsewhere and the last census showed a population of over four and a half million, with 12% non-nationals. We’re far from becoming a nation of immigrants but Ireland has certainly changed, changed utterly.

The immigrants came to work, for jobs were plentiful. The net result was to swell the Irish labour force by several hundred thousand, many working in the construction boom. The national hangover, now that the bubble is well and truly burst, has led to an unemployment level of around 14.6%, a staggering total of 430,000 odd signing on the live register, almost 10% of the total population. More worryingly, one in five Irish households includes an unemployed adult, the highest among 31 European countries. And without emigration, which has returned with a vengeance in the last two years the figures would be even worse.

The building boom was fuelled by a number of factors but none more so than another aspect of our EU membership, the availability of cheap credit obtained through Irish membership of the Eurozone. Ireland embraced the Euro from its inception. The attraction –lower interest rates – seems to have blinded those in power to the potential pitfalls as well as ignoring the fact that most of our trade was with non -Eurozone countries. Hubris? We’ve certainly paid for that one.

It would take several columns to do justice to the many positives we have derived from EU membership, particularly in the areas of equality, women’s rights and social reform. Quite often it has been the push or the prod from Brussels or the rulings of the European Court which has obliged reluctant Irish legislators to act.

But above and beyond all this, EU membership has helped Ireland mature as a country and a society. Before 1973 much of our identity was defined in terms of our relationship with Britain. EU membership has changed this, provided a new dimension. We may not be at the heart of Europe, whatever Irish politicians may claim, but Europe is at the heart of us.

UNPICKING THE SPENDTHRIFT YEARS 1301 XLV11

“UNPICKING THE SPENDTHRIFT YEARS”

It’s an open question now how long the Irish government will last. That Ministers want to stay on is very clear. One of the axioms of Irish politics is that one day in government is worth a lifetime in opposition. The current coalition would echo this sentiment. However, after less than two years the cracks are becoming fissures. 2013 may not be make but it could be break.

With all the low fruit lopped off, December’s budget was always going to be difficult, particularly for Labour, the junior partner. The Programme for Government, hastily cobbled together after the election, gave significant incomprehensible economic hostages to fortune. These included the so-called triple lock of no welfare cuts, no cuts in public sector pay and pensions and no increases in income tax.
This at a time when Ireland, unable to borrow money from elsewhere to run the country, was in thrall to the IMF and the European Central Bank for loans to pay wages and welfare benefits. The quid pro quo was an austerity programme designed to reduce the country’s borrowing requirement to an acceptable level (I.e. one that potential future lenders would accept) over a number of years by annual cuts in expenditure and/or hikes in, and new, taxes.

This also in the light of some of the legacies of the Spendthrift Years, which had seen welfare rates and public sector pay levels hiked well above inflation, while income taxes were cut and large numbers exempted totally from paying any income tax. Underpinned by this largesse also was the evolution of a culture of entitlement and a failure to grasp that taxes are necessary to sustain a country and pay for benefits.

The Coalition, since coming into office, has twisted and turned, impaled uncomfortably on its self-constructed petard, and meanwhile borrowing about $1.5 billion each month just to keep going.

Something had to give, and in December’s Budget it did. On the positive side, though not welcomed by those who will have to pay it, a tough property tax was introduced, with, crucially, very few exemptions. Those who cannot pay will have the amounts owing tacked on as a future charge on their estate. Whether this drastic approach will ever be carried through, or survive some type of legal challenge, remains to be seen. But the proposal undercut the various lobby groups queuing up to demand exemptions. The introduction of the tax, by broadening the tax base, will dismantle the last of lunacies with which Fianna Fail bought the election in 1977.

On the welfare side the triple lock was finally broken with cuts, inter alia, in child benefit and the removal of a social insurance (PRSI) part exemption; this last is likely to produce howls of anger when people examine their pay packets in the New Year. The howls up to now have come over the cuts in child benefit and a separate 20% cut in the respite grant for carers, bringing it below $2000 annually. The carers’ cut saw wheelchair protests outside the Dail and a protest vote against by the Labour Party chairman, Colm Keaveney.

The cut in child benefit, including larger cuts for larger families, still leaves the basic rate at €130 (roughly$160) per month, and the benefit remains completely non means-tested or taxed. The benefit is paid equally to the child of a millionaire and to someone living in poverty. As long as this remains the case the benefit is fair game for further attention. Part of the emotional argument in favour of the status quo is that it is the only money the state pays to mothers, including those from the coping (and paying) middle classes. But with the state broke and one third of the benefit borrowed, increasing the country’s debt by the month, some realism is needed. An obvious solution would be to pay the benefit under deduction of tax at the standard rate, with those on the lowest incomes getting a top-up; while satisfying nobody, this at least would ensure that everybody got something and would remove future uncertainty.

As I write, Labour is in internal disarray and is taking a hammering in the polls, accused of breaking election promises. Labour Senators may even vote to delay the cuts. In vain have Labour’s leaders pointed out that the promises made were contingent on Labour forming the government, rather than becoming very much the junior party in the coalition. The notion of hanging together rather than separately appears now very much the glue holding Labour together and continuing in government. As 2013 advances, and as the real pain of the budget measures takes hold, the pressures within and without the party look set to increase.

For Fine Gael also, 2013 will bring problems, and not just those arising from the budget. For a very personal family tragedy in November has thrust the abortion debate into centre stage. When the furore over the budget has died down, the abortion issue is likely to dominate the political agenda during the first part of 2013.

In 1983 a pro-life amendment, acknowledging the right to life of the unborn “ with due regard to the equal right to life of the mother” was introduced into the constitution. Not surprisingly this wording was found to be unsatisfactory and vague and a succession of court cases and a number of further constitutional referendums have followed without altering materially the very limited conditions under which theoretically an abortion could be carried out .

Past debate has centered on what would constitute a sufficient threat to the life of a mother to justify a termination. An attempt in 2002 to strengthen the ban by preventing the risk of suicide being invoked as grounds for an abortion was only defeated by a miniscule 10,500 votes or 0.8% of those voting.

The Irish judiciary have criticised politicians for failing to enact legislation to give effect to Supreme Court rulings and a European Court ruling last summer increased pressure on the government. The matter was approached warily by Fine Gael which was and is known to be divided on the issue ; early action did not seem likely.

However, all this changed with revelations concerning the death of a young Indian dentist, Savita Halappanavar, on 28 October in Galway University Hospital. The case has received worldwide publicity. Mrs Halappanavar was 17 weeks pregnant when she began to miscarry. She is understood to have requested a termination which was refused and the miscarriage lasted three days. She died several days later. Enquiries are on-going, though not the public one demanded by her husband.

A wave of sympathy for the Halappanavars swept the country, with demands for early clarifying legislation. The argument is that, had there been no 1983 amendment, or had legislation been enacted over the last 20 years, clarifying threats to the mother’s health and life, this tragedy could have been avoided. The pro-lifers were put very much on the back foot. However, recent weeks have seen them rally. Voices are now urging “Festina lente.” 2013 promises to see yet another heated and emotional debate and the timing could be crucial. Hopefully there will be closure this time.”

BANKERS’ PAY, PERFORMANCE AND PENSIONS 1212 XLV1

BANKERS’ PAY PERFORMANCE AND PENSIONS

With yet another savage budget pending in early December there has been public indignation over recent revelations concerning the pay and pensions of Irish bankers and the initial hand wringing of the government on the issue. Hints have been dropped that the budget might contain something about bank pensions. The hard pressed ordinary taxpayer, facing further draconian taxes next year, will be watching closely.

This issue has the potential to upset the coalition in earnest and the government should handle it with great care. The public has been stoical thus far in the face of continued austerity, with most accepting that the fiscal gap has to be bridged, but the bankers have touched a raw nerve, exacerbated by separate disturbing reports of cuts in front line services such as home help.

Bankers already occupy a special place in the public’s demonology. Not only did they collectively wreck the economy, but the cost of bailing them out, $75 billion plus, has made our bad fiscal debt even worse. Anglo Irish Bank was fully nationalised, Allied Irish Bank is 98% funded by the state and most of the others have been taken into state care, with only Bank of Ireland off life support.

So the newspaper revelations last month that 76 bank officials were being paid over $350,000 in basic salaries, with 1700 bankers earning over $125,000, almost three times the current average Irish salary of $ 46,200, caused outrage. This was compounded by the discovery that a new executive at the IBRC (Anglo reconstituted) was on a package of $600,000 plus (sanctioned by the Irish Minister for Finance), one of 19 in the IBRC (most decidedly OUR bank) getting $350,000 plus. This in a state owned bank, in a broke country where only 10% have incomes over $125,000 and where the state pension is $15,000 a year for a single person.

There is worse. It has emerged that Allied Irish Banks, 98% funded by the state, channelled around $1.3 billion from its recapitalisation funds (taxpayers’ dollars) to plug the deficit in its pension fund. In response to some of the criticism, AIB bosses also confirmed that letters had been sent to some of their former senior executives asking them to return voluntarily portions of their pensions (In some cases $500,000 annually), with just one agreeing to reduce his annual pension to around $300,000. The IBRC, as it happens, has a pension fund fully funded (to 111%), one of the very few “defined benefit” pension funds in the country without a huge hole in it.

The banks have brazenly defended the mega-salaries as the going rate for the job, the suggestion being the recipients are worth it. Park for a moment the observation that banking is not rocket science and at the top hardly merits even half the amounts being paid. Park also the thought that , whatever justification there was for the banks in their former existence to reward their head honchos so handsomely, when they could screw their clients with abandon, they are now almost all totally dependent on the state. The bankers’ claim begs the question, in respect of the former and retired bankers who have walked off since 2008 with large pay-offs and huge pensions, whether these payments were deserved, given the unholy mess they created.

The banks’ recent performances merit at best the description of uncivil servants. Business credit has all but dried up. The banks’ strategy appears to be to hunker down until better times arrive. The financial regulator is not helping by the very strict regulatory regime now in force, but he can hardly be blamed for carrying out his job. The problem is that the justification for bailing them out then and keeping them on life support now was and is that the economy needed (needs) a functioning banking system. What the public sees is definitely not this -just the old system Mark II with very little changed and certainly not helping the economy.

To date the banks have gone softly on the mortgage crisis, with only a handful of repossessions/evictions. This is not altruism. The banks are coldly aware that to wield the big stick by pressing for repossessions, or forcing thousands of bankruptcies at present, would be a bridge too far and would galvanise the government into radical action. So, like Mickawber, they wait for something to turn up. There is no talk of debt forgiveness, with the banks, incredibly, bleating “moral hazard” (!). The new legislation to update Ireland’s antiquated bankruptcy laws will still leave the banks holding most of the aces and observers expect that they will use the new legislation when passed to justify getting tough with debtors – something to be watched.

The Government’s reaction on bankers’ pay was initially to plead impotence on the grounds that bankers’ severance packages were contracts entered into under the previous government and it was powerless to change them. (It is interesting that this line is somewhat similar to that taken regarding the Croke Park Agreement, though Croke Park has a get-out-of-jail clause – not yet invoked.) When challenged, there were vague references to the Constitution and the suggestion that any attempt to renegotiate would risk a legal challenge. There were similar reservations in the 90s expressed about the Criminal Assets Bureau legislation , which however was found to be constitutional; this might provide inspiration. Such has been the public furore, that, as I write, the Government has shifted tack and is now admitting that the issue will be addressed.

Critics argue that the Government is afraid to go after the bankers’ pensions lest it open a Pandora’s Box out of which anything and everything could be challenged, not least the pay, pensions and benefits enjoyed by the politicians, and Ministers in particular. Taoiseach Enda Kenny earns more than the British Prime Minister, as, indeed, do the rest of the Cabinet. The levels of additional ministerial benefits are also generous and have come under recent media scrutiny, while the separate pension arrangements for all politicians are regarded, somewhat unfairly, as second only to the bankers.

The options boil down either to introducing a surtax or levy on bankers and other pensions above a certain figure, or holding a referendum to amend the constitution. The argument against introducing a surtax is that , if it were not to be deemed discriminatory, it would have to apply to all pensions above a certain figure, with all that that would imply. However, the Irish income tax code is a comprehensive one, replete with exemptions and exceptions and it should surely be possible to draft legislation in such a way that the practical application would be to reach those for whom it was intended.

The precedent for holding a referendum is the one held last year to permit reductions in judges’ pay (constitutionally protected) following the refusal of a minority of the judiciary to agree to a voluntary pay cut. Not surprisingly the referendum was carried four to one. There is little doubt that one on bankers’ pensions – maybe even their pay – would be carried similarly, the trick being to find the appropriate wording; and there’s the rub.

The budget speech will be interesting.

FOUR LEGS GOOD, TWO LEGS BETTER 1211 XLV

“FOUR LEGS GOOD, TWO LEGS BETTER”

The last few weeks could turn out to be the watershed for this government. Some events or trends have happened or crystallised lately that taken together have changed the way the public perceives the government. Increasingly the question being asked is how it differs from its predecessor. The words of Sean Lemass, asked to define the difference between Fianna Fail and Fine Gael, are being recalled: “We’re in and they’re out!”

The government has now been in office for over eighteen months, roughly one third of its allotted span, its goodwill has been exhausted and it is being judged on its performance record above and beyond the mess it inherited.

On several issues that performance has been found wanting, most recently over allowances paid in the public sector. These (over 1000) cost almost $2 billion annually, and with considerable fanfare the government had undertaken to trim them after review by roughly $100 million (5%). The counter -argument has been that many of these allowances had been introduced over time for very good reasons in lieu of core pay and had morphed, over time, into part of core pay.

Few could have foreseen that the outcome of the review would be to cut immediately just one (!) allowance, to yield annual savings of $5 million. Some others are to be negotiated. The official line, that the government had decided to bite the bullet rather than risk industrial unrest in the public sector over a mere $100 million has been greeted with public derision. Moreover the issue is widely seen in the context of the continued generous allowances paid to politicians of every hue.

This has been compounded by the media revelation that politicians of all parties continue to employ family members as special assistants of one form or another, some at salaries up to $ 50,000, with at least 15 employed by government TDs and senators. One government politician, who employs his wife, argued that he regarded her as his closest political confidante. And there lies the rub. Why should a politician not employ the person he/she most trusts as his assistant? As a left wing independent, employing her partner, asked should a political novice, or opponent, be favoured over a like-minded confidant? While there is evident public dissatisfaction at this state of affairs, the current crop of politicians seem loath to change matters.

Throw in the feeble handling of the Household Charge and septic tank issues, Ministerial hand wringing over recent increases in energy, utility and mortgage costs, the slow rate of closure of superfluous quangos and the homage accorded to the Croke Park Agreement (negotiated by the last lot and regarded as akin to holy writ) and the impression emerging is that there has been no “new politics” and the only evident change the faces of those at the top.

A recent very public spat between Health Ministers has not helped. Roisin Shorthall, the combative (Labour) junior Minister, resigned office and the party whip after her boss, Minister James Reilly, added no less than 15 extra candidate sites for primary health care centres to the original list of 20 drawn up by Shorthall on the basis of a deprivation index. Two of the extra 15 were located in the Minister’s constituency; others were well down the index. Reilly rejected charges of “stroke politics” and pointed out inter alia that, as Minister, he took the final decision. Shorthall received no support from Labour cabinet ministers. She may well have been on thin ice in any event for her gung ho stance on increasing prices for cigarettes and alcohol on health grounds. She now has the luxury of being able to vote against unpopular measures in the forthcoming Budget.

The reality, of course, is that the perilous state of the economy has virtually eliminated the government’s freedom of movement, and that will remain the position until the annual books are balanced and we live within our means. All election promises are on hold. Any measure of relief from Europe on bank debt will not affect this. Indeed the anxious Irish eyes are now focussing on the worrying forecasts for future international economic growth. The rescue plan of 2010 was predicated on growth figures that now appear unattainable, with every prospect that the fiscal adjustment will have to be larger and last longer than was forecast.

This is simply not the time to dredge up and take a stand on ideological principles. The government is determined to soldier on, hence the jettisoning of Shorthall by her party colleagues. There are likely to be further defections from Labour at least, come December, and probably from Fine Gael on some local, rural issues. Labour cannot afford to jump ship; it has slipped markedly in the polls, with Sinn Fein in particular biting at its heels.

Support for Fine Gael has remained fairly steady, indicating that the middle class support which had stuck with Fianna Fail through every scandal until 2011 remains faithful to its new favourite. This is hardly surprising; after all, currently it has nowhere else to go. Certainly not to the left, which shouts for a raft of extra taxes “on the rich”, uneasily undefined, above and beyond even what is coming. Certainly not back to Fianna Fail, which remains on life support, unable to shake the monkey of decades of scandal, cronyism and economic mismanagement. Some commentators across the political spectrum are already suggesting that, provided not too many noses are put out of joint, Fine Gael could remain the largest party for a long time.

This assessment may prove premature. However stoical the middle class, the immensity of shaping December’s budget is also penetrating. The required economies of around $4.5 billion – to be achieved in a 2:1 ratio of spending cuts and increased taxes – are daunting. Can spending be cut by $3 billion while leaving social welfare payments and public sector pay and pensions unaltered? And even if there are cuts of $6.50 per week in unemployment benefit, child benefit and the old age pension, the combined savings would amount to less than $300 million. Bullying civil servants into a 10% cut in salaries and pensions (the wider public service, police, nurses, teachers, looks too tough a nut to crack this year) would yield a further $200 million. Freezing increments maybe $ 300 million. Still over $2 billion short.

New taxes are promised. A property tax from July next. Could the middle classes, and specifically the urban ones, sustain any more than a levy to yield $400 million given that, in the Irish way, there will be categories exempted? Or income tax hikes to yield $250 million? Cigarettes? Already the highest taxed in Europe, with 90 million smuggled cigarettes seized to date in 2012. Alcohol? Already highly taxed, and with an open border to Northern Ireland. Medical charges? For those who pay, in a country where medical cards (akin to gold dust) are distributed unevenly across the country. A VAT hike? More levies?

The gap remaining is huge. Who’d be a Finance Minister, framing the budget? Who’d be a middle class urban dweller, paying for it? Noses out of joint?”

RUNNING OUT OF WIGGLE ROOM 1210 XLIV

“RUNNING OUT OF WIGGLE ROOM: SAUVE QUI PEUT

Who’d want to be a Government back bencher? Politics has resumed with a bang of kiloton magnitude. The period since the last election eighteen months ago now appears to resemble a phoney war. It’s as if the Government has suddenly woken up to the reality of what most of the doomsayers have been pronouncing over the past year. There’s nothing new, just that it has now penetrated that what was critical but not serious has now become deadly serious.

Since the summer break there has been speculation that the Government would not survive the year, for which read December’s budget. We shall see. The main cement holding it together has been the firm resolve of the two party hierarchies not to rock the boat by undermining the carefully constructed and fairly anodyne Programme for Government, with the recognition that failure to hang together may result in the parties hanging separately, such is the volatility of public opinion.

The stresses and strains have been building for some time. Government backbenchers have been worried since last December’s budget with the realisation that it would be a long time before there were loaves and fishes to hand out. It has now dawned that the reality will actually have to be the opposite: distributing demand and pay –up notices for increased and new taxes to the voters just to try to bridge the budget gap. Not an ideal platform on which to seek re-election.

The hostile reaction to transitory charges for a household property tax (continued massive non-compliance) and a rural septic tank registration fee (compliance derisory) has provided them with further food for thought while the mega threat of the pending property tax looms. Indeed the Government has been obliged to downplay the likely amount of the tax, suggesting an average figure of around $500 per house from July 1 2013. The devil will be in the detail, with the main battle lines to be drawn over who is to be exempt and what the rural/urban balance will be – any value based tax would discriminate heavily against those living in Dublin.

Since not all of the largest group of government backbenchers in the country’s history could expect to retain their seats next time round, there has been the additional shock of the recently announced mandatory constituency revisions. Many constituencies have been redrawn and the number of seats reduced by eight. The result has left a large number of government deputies less than gruntled, something likely to be reflected in increasing grass roots discontent directed upwards.

There will be much to be discontented about. Three and a half billion Euro for next year has to be found in December, two thirds through spending cuts, one third in higher and new taxes. The easy expenditure targets were hit last year. The cliché is there is now no low hanging fruit. The recent outrage at proposed cuts of $180 million in home help services to the handicapped and the house bound just to balance this year’s health budget is only a foretaste. Far more savage cuts will be needed particularly in the big spending departments of Health Education and Social Protection (Welfare) to achieve the 2013 target figure for cuts.

With all public expenditure to be scrutinised for possible cuts, there has been renewed focus on the three sacred cows anointed in the Programme for Government: no changes in public sector pay and pensions, basic income tax rates and basic social welfare payments. The IMF has joined with many domestic commentators to advocate tackling these in some form.

Public sector pay and pensions took a hit several years ago but are protected until the end of 2014 under the Croke Park Agreement. With 70% plus of the health and education budgets going on salaries alone a number of Ministerial voices, from both parties, have been heard recently calling for the agreement to be revisited, under its get out of jail clause, the rationale being that public servants have guaranteed employment and are better placed to take a hit. While the agreement has been staunchly supported by Labour, cutting public sector pay as an alternative to cutting core health and education services has an obvious appeal. One thing is certain; if they survive unscathed in this year’s budget, public sector pay levels will be the prime target for the cuts due at the end of 2013.

The commitment not to increase basic income tax rates, championed in large part by Fine Gael, is likely to be maintained, though there may be some tweaking of bands to ensure that more people pay tax and those already paying pay more. The reality however is that the other tax hikes and promised new taxes are likely to be borne overwhelmingly by the “coping classes,” those already in the income tax net and who pay for everything and who can do little about it. There is therefore little scope for squeezing more out of this particular constituency by a simple tax hike.

The Government’s stand on maintaining social welfare payments at their existing generous levels is beginning to look threadbare, particularly where some of the benefits are universal and not means tested. The spectacle of protesters in wheelchairs outside a government meeting over proposed cuts of a few million does not sit well with the reality of large child benefit payments to hundreds of thousands of recipients, many of them comfortably off.

The current government has up to now wrung its hands at proposals to means test or tax child benefit, fearful of adverse public reaction but its mettle is likely to be sorely tested this time round. The radical solution, to deduct tax at the standard rate before payment, and exempt the less well off, is still a step too far, but some shaving of the amounts, justified semantically, is likely to be the outcome. Ditto with regard to job seeker’s allowance, where the existence of poverty traps for low paid workers may impel some reduction for those who are better off on the dole. Certainly the Social Protection budget will come under great pressure.

The last great sacred cow, the package of benefits given to the elderly, many without means testing, is also coming under scrutiny. It’s unlikely that the state pension will actually be reduced; the last reduction, in 1931, has entered Irish political folklore as the ultimate No No. But another attempt to means test medical cards for the elderly and some restriction on free travel seems likely.

All this has to be thrashed out before December and already the pressure groups seeking to protect their part of the status quo are up and running. One is reminded of Bernard Shaw’s observation that, if you rob Peter to pay Paul, you can rely on the support of Paul.

This is even before the already signalled additional taxes – to make up the $ 1.5 billion total – are considered. Here, apart from hikes in drinks, cigarettes and fuel, vehicle tax will be revamped – upwards . There may be further tinkering with VAT rates; who knows what else will be in the small print. Who’d want to be a Government backbencher!”
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THE BOG OF STARS

THE BOG OF STARS

As a boy in national school many years ago my English primers for several years were the “Land of Youth” Readers.  They were published around 1950 by the Educational Company and had blue stiff cardboard covers. There was no indication of who edited or selected the contents which consisted of an eclectic and sometimes idiosyncratic mix of short pieces of prose and poetry covering, in the main, figures from Irish history and legend.

Tales of Finn and the Fianna were strongly represented in the Junior book together with pieces from history such as St. Patrick,  Brian Boru at Clontarf, the capture (and later escape) of Hugh Roe O Neill and the exploits of Sergeant Custume at Athlone. The material was carefully edited for the intended young readers (eight and nine years).

The more advanced Intermediate book had a broader stretch of material, with a good proportion of the pieces and poems identified by author. Again there was an emphasis on Irish history and some mythology but there were also pieces on Robinson Crusoe, Johnny Appleseed and Robert Peary at the North Pole as well as Kingsford Smith’s transatlantic flight  from Portmarnock in 1930. There was a translation of Pearse’s story Eoghanin na nEain as well as the words of “A Nation Once Again”.

While there continued to be careful editing for the intended audience, several  items introduced a deeper dimension and one even now seems heady stuff for 10 year olds. The piece on Robinson Crusoe focused not on Man Friday or the cannibals but on Crusoe’s realisation of the impossibility, and hence the futility, of attempting to build a boat to escape. Another quite short piece was entitled “The Man who was Ill” and is historically well attested to. It recounted a consultation with a doctor in early 19th Century London. There was nothing physically wrong with the patient, who was manifestly suffering from depression. The doctor’s suggested remedy was that he should cheer himself up by going to see the great clown Grimaldi. The patient explained, sadly, that this was impossible, simply because he was Grimaldi.

One piece was of a different order. Entitled “The Bog of Stars” it was a shortened version of Standish O Grady’s story of the same name published in 1893 in a work entitled “The Bog of Stars and other stories and sketches of Elizabethan Ireland”. The eight other stories include The Battle of the Curlew Mountains and Don Juan de Aquila, The Hero of Kinsale, but the title story is preeminent.  It is an account of an expedition some time late in the Nine Years War by Lord Deputy Mountjoy to attack the stronghold of an Irish chieftain, Ranal, known as the Raven. The expedition’s route took it past a bog called Mona-Reulta, which, it was explained to Mountjoy, meant the Bog of Stars, as its pools reflected stars at night.

Mountjoy’s forces included a drummer boy, Raymond Fitzpierce, who had been raised for several years at the court of the Raven, a period of which he had only happy memories. During the expedition he learned that its aim was to kill or capture the Raven. He determined this would not happen. So, when the chieftain’s camp was in sight and the element of surprise all but complete, he drummed out a warning. The Raven, his family and followers escaped. The boy was court martialled, saying in his defence that a star shone before him. Mountjoy, declaring “Then is a traitor turned poet” commanded that the boy not be shot but rather drowned in the Mona-Reulta so that he could add “his star to the rest.”

The Land of Youth version spared the detail of the execution (the boy bound hand and foot and weighed down with stones) and mentioned Mountjoy’s unease at the sentence he handed down, asking was there another prisoner. But it concluded with the moving and memorable last paragraph of the original:

“Then the sun set, and still night increased, and where the drummer boy had gone down a bright star shone; it was the evening star, the star of love, which is also the morning star, the star of hope and bravery.”

Heady stuff indeed.

BUNNAFREEVA LOUGH WEST, ACHILL ISLAND

GOING THE WAY THAT I WENT

 “Just a hole in the ground with water in it”.  With these unromantic comments the young man in charge of the photographic exhibition in Dooagh dismissed one of the most striking topographical features in Ireland.  Bunnafreeva Lough West, the corrie lake on Croghaun Mountain in Achill, has to be one of Ireland’s best kept secrets. In part this is because of its remoteness and relative difficulty of access. It is tucked away near the top of the mountain, which is itself at the farthest end of Achill Island.

Yet for those who make the effort, and can manage the climb, the result is well worth it. Bunnafreeva Lough is the highest corrie lake in Ireland, over 300 metres above sea level, and is located in spectacular surroundings close to the edge of sheer cliffs jutting into the Atlantic. Photographs rarely do it justice (including the one which failed to move one young man), though the accompanying photograph, taken by me several years ago, gives some idea of its unique beauty. There are also several fine images and descriptions to be explored on the MountainViews website, and another one is available on the Achill 24/7 website. But the best advice I can offer is to go and see it in person.

The lake is so off the beaten track that it scarcely features in most guides to Achill, which concentrate on the island’s more accessible features. Indeed I first learned of it by chance through the account in Robert Lloyd Praeger’s classic book “The Way That I Went”. The book, my copy dates from 1947, is an idiosyncratic account of a trip through Ireland by one of our greatest naturalists. Happily it was reissued in paperback a number of years ago making it available to a wider audience. Praeger is a master of understatement, classifying hair raising but spectacular walks along cliffs and promontories as requiring “a good head, careful progress” and, in the case of scrambling along Achill Head, “nailed shoes”.

Nobody could read Praeger’s description of the lake without becoming intrigued. He sets the scene with a quotation from Edward Newman, a London publisher and naturalist who visited Achill in 1838. Newman described Achill as “more like a foreign land than any I have visited”. He described Bunnafreeva Lough as follows:” Near the margin of the cliff a beautiful little fresh-water lake surrounded by an amphitheatre of hills. I should think its surface was 600 feet above the sea and its distance from the edge of the cliff scarcely 300, I doubt whether any Englishman but myself has ever seen this lone and beautiful sheet of water; its singularly round form, the depth of the basin in which it reposes, the precipitous sides of the basin, its height above the sea – all these are characters of no ordinary interest”.

My first two attempts to access the lake were thwarted by the weather. Croghaun is almost 700 metres high and no place to attempt to climb if the weather is uncertain, common enough on Achill. It was third time lucky during a recent summer. We took a house in Dooagh for what were two glorious weeks in June, with temperatures throughout nudging 30 degrees. I set out early one morning with my then 14 year old son.

The lake can be accessed by a more gradual climb leaving the village and heading up past the booley village of Tamhnach Mor but we chose the more direct and challenging route. We left the car at Acorrymore lake, the delightful, scenic –and accessible – corrie lake which serves as a reservoir for the island. Then it was uphill, at times quite steep, for several hundred metres. We struggled across an expanse of bog, where we were surrounded and feasted upon by clouds of midges. After this it was uphill again; then, suddenly, as we crested a hill, we were there.

Newman did not exaggerate. Several hundred feet below us lay the lake, wedge shaped rather than round. The ground before us sloped away steeply down to the waters while on the other sides  similarly sloping shale and rock lightly coated in green vegetation created the effect of an amphitheatre. The lowest side faced west, with Saddle Head and the Atlantic beyond. The lake itself was a deep intense blue, accentuated by a rim of white quartz stones, the effect contrasting strikingly with the lighter blue ocean in the background. We took a number of photos and then made our way back. Later in the holiday we visited the lake again, by the easier route.

Assuredly Bunnafreeva Lough West  is not just a hole with water in it!

June 2012

MEETING RATKO MLADIC

MEETING RATKO MLADIC

The arrest of Ratko Mladic a few days ago reminded me with a start that it is almost 20 years since I met the man. It was 8th February 1992 at a meeting in southern Croatia between Mladic and a delegation from the European Community Monitoring Mission in Jugoslavia, headed by an Ambassador from the current EC Presidency ( at the time the HOM was from Portugal).  Mladic was at that time the commander of the Ninth Corps of the Jugoslav National Army (the JNA). The horrors of the Sarajevo siege and the Srebenice massacre lay in the future, though he was already acquiring a reputation.

His advance had been rapid as Jugoslavia disintegrated. From being a Colonel in Kosovo he had graduated to organising the activities of the JNA in Knin, part of the Serb controlled area in western and southern Croatia known as the Krajina. A further promotion to Major General followed when an older general was kicked upstairs to command forces in Banja Luka in Northern Bosnia. Was this a move by Milosevic and the generals to ensure that their most capable and committed military commander was well positioned and at hand should the Bosnian balloon go up? Perhaps the trial will reveal more.

The meeting took place during that peculiar period of phony peace in the run up to the war in Bosnia. It was however, entirely Croatia related.  European community recognition of Croatian and Slovenian independence had become effective in mid-January, a ceasefire between the JNA and Croatian forces was holding and the arrival of a UN peacekeeping force was imminent. Attention was now beginning to focus on Bosnia, where no ethnic group had a majority, with Serbs having declined to around 31 % of the population, still much more than in Croatia where they had fought a bloody war and still controlled one third of the country. Given the belligerent and intransigent remarks being made by all three factions in Bosnia, the outlook was sombre, but nobody could have foreseen the slaughter to come.

We met in an old farmhouse in the Krajina which our interpreter informed us had been where the Italians had surrendered to Partisan forces during World War Two. From the Monitors point of view the purpose of the meeting, one of an on-going series, was to seek to cement and stabilise the ceasefire with the Croatians (in accordance with the Mission’s mandate), build confidence and ensure freedom of access and guarantees of safety for the Monitors to those areas controlled by Serb militias.

Mladic’s presentation on the ceasefire was a heightened reprise of what we were hearing elsewhere at the time. These were to the effect that any and all incidents and ceasefire violations could be laid at the Croatians door, directly or indirectly. The EU, which had “done a lot for Croatia” he told us, should teach the Croatians how to observe a ceasefire. It was doublethink and speak of the type ratcheted to higher indices in Bosnia in the years that followed by both him and Karadic. His suggestions on access and safe conduct were classic. Why not make direct contact with those locals in charge in the areas of the Krajina, an unsubtle attempt to equate militia leaders with the government in Zagreb.

Mladic has entered public consciousness since as the bête noire of the war in Bosnia. The best description of him at this meeting, before it all began, is that he was an example of “What you see is what you get”. He was blunt, forceful, bombastic and unyielding, pounding the table several times during a three hour meeting. There was little of the courtesy paid to the EC
Mission by other Serb generals. He took particular umbrage to what he suggested was a translator’s mistake – a reference to “former Jugoslavia”; he hadn’t signed off yet on leaving Jugoslavia!

He spoke forcefully and with passion regarding Jugoslavia and the position of the Serbs. The country had been created and forged in blood, including that of his father, killed by Croatians fighting with the Nazis in 1945, as well as over a million others. It was wrong and unjust that Croatia had been recognised within its administrative boundaries (a line pushed consistently at the time by Belgrade). The Serbs did not want to be a national minority and would not accept it. His remarks were regarding Croatia, but there was a grisly foretaste here of the attitude struck by the Bosnian Serbs which informed and inspired their conduct over the terrible years that followed,  years in which Ratko Mladic was a major player.

June 2011

Rated Fiction 1 : BUS RIDE

BUS RIDE

Regulars. There every Wednesday virtually without fail, the man with the old woman in a wheelchair. Sometimes she had a word or a smile, sometimes she was asleep. God bless her son. He was a mousy little man, didn’t work, seemed a bit, well,  challenged,  but he certainly took care of his mum. Her weekly outing to the market, probably the only time she got out.

Come to think, they hadn’t been there last week; perhaps she was ill but good to see her back. He watched in the mirror as the son manoeuvred the chair, an old fashioned push job, onto the bus, middle door. She was well wrapped up and hunched over. Her son lurched up to pay, seemed  distracted. He made his way back and they took off.  A few stops and pick-ups,  some more regulars; a fat girl in a track suit with a child in a stroller.

They reached the market stop and he pulled the bus in; opened the doors. There was a sudden commotion, a shout and a piercing scream which morphed into hysterical shrieks; more shouts. Turning, the driver saw the mousy man shambling, running past the front of the bus, wearing a panicked expression, even as he took in the scene behind. Stroller and wheelchair were entangled at the door, the chair at a slight angle and what had been the old lady a bundle on the floor over which the fat girl was screaming. The child in the stroller was pointing a finger.

They estimated afterwards she had been dead for about nine days. Her son, when located, was described as severely traumatised. “It wasn’t quite Psycho but he couldn’t come to terms with the old girl’s death”; this from a council official. Charges would not be pressed.

THIS PIECE WAS LONG LISTED FOR THE FISH FLASH FICTION COMPETITION 2012

BOOKS TO DIE FOR: JOHN CONNOLLY and DECLAN BURKE, eds : a review

BOOKS TO DIE FOR

This is a delicious book, a veritable Wisden of Crime Fiction. The megastar of Irish Crime Writing, John Connolly, has teamed up with one of the rising stars, Declan Burke, to edit an anthology which brings together over 100 of the world’s best crime and mystery writers to nominate and write about their favourite book in the genre. The result is a hefty tome – 700 plus pages – that entertains, educates and stimulates.

The list of  contributors constitutes virtually a roll-call of today’s top mystery writers who overwhelmingly and enthusiastically  agreed  to participate by choosing  just one work by one author of particular importance to them.  Their choices  range from Poe to the present , covering  major and not so well known artists in the field, presented and analysed with a fresh eye. Some subjects get two contributions (Hammett, Ross Macdonald, Dickens), while some of the contributors are themselves the subject of articles (Rankin, Lehane, Pelecanos, Leonard, Connelly)!

All the types and themes of crime and mystery fiction past and present are represented including the eccentric high IQ and wealthy amateur sleuths, solving mysteries which the plodding police cannot, as well as the hard-boiled private eyes at the coal face of street crime.  Two thirds of the contributions cover the more cerebral and reflective authors and works of the last half century.

We get fascinating insights into the minds of the contributors, how they think, what influences them, even what inspired them to write. The essays are deep and informative, with fresh modern appraisals of both work and author. For the reader there is the added bonus that, as the editors point out, where a favourite author is the subject of an essay, chances are that the reader will enjoy the work of the essayist also. The result, not just one but two lists of books and authors to be read.

The editors also acknowledge that there will always be some to take issue with what is not there or even the particular book chosen from an author’s work. Take Raymond Chandler, where neither The Big Sleep nor The Long Goodbye make the cut, with Michael Connelly (a big Chandler fan) focussing instead on The Little Sister, because that book was more personal to him. Many of the contributions are in similar vein, inviting the reader to explore the designated author more thoroughly.

The selection is mouth-watering. The editors each have two choices, with  John Connolly selecting Michael Connelly’s The Black Echo, featuring Harry Bosch, and Ross Macdonald’s The Chill, with his  hero Lew Archer,  the subject of an incisive and sensitive biographical essay. Declan Burke chooses Liam O Flaherty’s The Assassin, a much underrated novel, and George Pelecanos’ ( the Washington D.C. writer and co-producer of “The Wire”)The Big Blowdown, ” a crime novel that can make you cry.”

Among the other Irish contributors, John Banville picks Simenon, though not a Maigret, but rather one from the darker side of the oeuvres, “Act of Passion,”  possibly the only Simenon work to be written in the first person. Colin Bateman picks on  one of Robert  Parker’s Spenser novels, explaining that when he wrote Divorcing Jack, Spenser was the model, Parker the style. Tana French writes about Donna Tartt’s The Secret History and its strong influences on her, with the characters driving the plot, rather than vice versa. Eoin Colfer picks The Ice Harvest by Scott Phillips, dubbing it a comedy classic and  genuinely hilarious as well as excellent crime noir.

Many British writers stick with their own. Peter Robinson picks Ruth Rendell, Minette Walters Du Maurier, Val McDermid Reginald Hill and Ian Rankin (Black and Blue chosen by Brian McGilloway) Derek Raymond. Mark Billingham revisits The Maltese Falcon, what many consider the greatest mystery novel ever,  cautioning against the iconic screen portrayal by Bogart( Houston’s preferred choice, George Raft,  far closer to Hammett’s original Sam Spade). Elmore Leonard picks The Friends of Eddie Coyle, which he describes as a revelation. Leonard, famous for his dialogue, learned from Higgins and considers the book “makes The Maltese Falcon read like Nancy Drew.” Praise indeed.

Jo Nesbo chooses Jim Thompson’s Pop. 1280, reflecting on the author’s sad decline as well as paying tribute to his best work, an influence on  Nesbo’s own.  Kathy Reichs  picks The Silence of the Lambs, inter alia because of the use of a strong woman as the lead. This was not, though, the landmark Reichs asserts. Sara Paretsky launched  V.I. Washarski , her iconic and feisty Chicago detective in 1982, a giant leap in the development of fictional  female detectives. Indemnity Only and Toxic Shock are subjects in the book, while Sara herself contributes a superb essay on Dickens’ Bleak House, focussing on his social conscience and compassion for the poor.

Just a taster.  No need to look any further for a Christmas present, though beware,  this is a book that fans will rush to acquire.

September 2012