Inuksuk

Inuksuk

He always shot up by TV light.

This first line googles too easily. Not that it has any bearing on the inuksuk I made or the beach walk or anything other than it was the next book in the pile. I can't develop a link.

It was beautiful before 8 am this morning on Killiney Beach. The sun had just risen, the tide was receding into a bay as pond calm as you are ever likely to see the Irish Sea. It was hard not to think about the national election on Friday. The vote counting is not final but there has been a long overdue sea-change in Irish politics. Whether this matters is purely conjecture at this point. In a country that is now become the world's example of why governance is critical, why the role of treasury must be protected from ephemeral party politics and why voter apathy is corruptive, the interests represented by the newly elected are not clear. Sadly, as their individual abilities are equally opaque, their coalition combination may tend to vapidity. The task that lies before the new government is Herculean. Sovereignty is at stake. The chances of success are small if the annual interest on sovereign debt to be paid remains at 80% of the annual tax take.