Wolfie 'drops' two names: Paul Krugman and David Starkey
They're both losers - and winners!
This is by no means that first time that anti-Irish sentiment has been expressed on the BBC, which is an acronym for a civil-service agency. In 1997, a popular English soap (English SOAP? There’s another howler! But I digress…) called “EastEnders,” which had three episodes shot in Dublin.
It featured farm animals roaming the streets, and portrayed the Irish as drunken, dirty, ignorant louts in contrast to their English "betters." To this day, the good people of the U.S. farm town of Dublin, Ohio, are incensed they ever granted a filming permit for this hooey. The BBC will not comment on the city mixup, which it deemed "a feeble little mistake."
But even his own country cannot escape the all-seeing gaze through Starkey’s triple-bifocals.
"Once upon a time,” he drawled, as if reading "Snow White and the Seven Bears" to children, "England was a great country."
Well, he’s on to something there. The place is sure no bargain these days, and there must have been some time it wasn’t stuck in a dung ditch. And when he talks about bygone days, he’s on solid ground. After all, he was probably THERE.
Small wonder English blue bonnets like Starkey hanker back to yesteryear, when their "empire" ruled much of the world – including Ireland – and when they could easily bully smaller nations and oppress millions of people. And I’m not just talking about the way they smell.
Which, naturally, brings us to Krugman, another egghead, and our joint “Wolf Droppings" honoree.
In his Monday column in The New York Times, which, unlike IrishCentral.com, will soon be charging you to read its worthless online content – OUR worthless online content is totally free – Krugman said that the worst thing that could happen to the U.S. would be that it would turn Irish, which he says is the poster boy for the sick world economy.
He cites the property bubble, the tanking tax revenues, the ailing banks and a host of other factors that have indeed turned Ireland into the sick man of Europe.
He jumped on the merry-go-round that every two-bit economist in the world has, in an orgy of Irish-bashing. Krugman even sought out and finally won the support of the Putziler Prize committee, submitting a record 4,985,056 cereal boxtops to take home an award.
Now, I admit to a certain amount of respect for Krugman. As sloppy sportswriter Oscar Madison in “The Odd Couple,” Paul “Jack” Krugman brought Wolfie quite a few good laughs. But even this comedic tour de force hardly qualifies him to talk about the world economy.