Are any of these eijits expected to or indeed capable of making a significant contribution in Europe? It seems like getting elected is the aim and then sit back and enjoy the gravy train and those fine Belgian beers.
[QUOTE=“Rocko, post: 950440, member: 1”]Plenty of media attention on the success of the right and far-right in European elections but it’s worth noting that the countries where austerity has been imposed have all gone to the left.
Ireland: 3 SF and probably 3 lefitsh independents out of 10 seats. Plus a huge swing to the left in local elections.
Spain: United Left and Podemos made big gains.
Greece: Syriza (anti-austerity) became the largest party.
Portugal: Opposition Socialist Party became the largest party.[/QUOTE]
Poland elected 4 rightish MEP’s from Janusz Korwin-Mikke’s party. They got 7.2%, 4th place I think. A marvellous chap, supports very low tax rates, believes in the idea that the man on the street will spend his money better than the Government. Not a big fan of the Euro though, sees it as a German plot “Eine Deutsch, eine Volk, eine Euro”!!
I was strolling down from Killiney Hill this afternoon when I got sight of a leggy blonde wearing tiny shorts in the distance, holding what appeared to be some sort of long-handled gardening implement. I moistened my lips in anticipation of a good old-fashioned ogle at what I reasoned to be a decent bit of crumpet but was ultimately disappointed to find, as I got closer, that it was this yoke instead…:
His grandfather was a successful entrepreneur and exceedingly rich too. He used to give struggling locals a few bob on an ongoing basis if he felt they were in need and never looked for any of it back. He used to always say he was just doing his bit to help people “cope”. The nickname “The Cope” came from this and has been passed down since.
his grandfather had an awful habit of goosing women and was known locally as the grope, over time & with the help of the FF mandarins this was changed to the less offensive cope
[QUOTE=“Thrawneen, post: 951230, member: 129”]I was strolling down from Killiney Hill this afternoon when I got sight of a leggy blonde wearing tiny shorts in the distance, holding what appeared to be some sort of long-handled gardening implement. I moistened my lips in anticipation of a good old-fashioned ogle at what I reasoned to be a decent bit of crumpet but was ultimately disappointed to find, as I got closer, that it was this yoke instead…: