Jonah: The all-time international grandmasters at holding paper are surely
I was sitting in a pub in Dublin one day in 1981, shortly after the then
Irish PM Charles Haughey had announced his intention to hold a summit
meeting with Margaret Thatcher, scandalizing the fiercer kind of Irish
republicans. Well, a rebel song came up on the jukebox, laying into Haughey
for this “betrayal,” and referring to him as: “Our Dermot McMurrough of
At that time I didn’t know much Irish history, so I asked the Irish friends
I was drinking with who this Dermot McMurrough chap was. Oh, they told me,
he was the fella that first let the English into Ireland.
In the twelfth century.