Posts By Kevin Higgins

Son of Capitalism

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Son of Capitalism I am. My first name: Crisis. I’ve made of every taxi driver, every hairstylist an economist; they know now not to buy Italian, sovereign debt. Fifty five months ago this morning, the…

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When You Came Home This Evening

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When You Came Home This Evening Love, your hat was a toothpaste top unscrewed to reveal hair crazier than your mother. Your nose was a sick baby Robin and your knees two creaking floorboards. Your…

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Considering The Issues

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Considering The Issues If you got (but never opened) an envelope from a convicted smuggler, which turned out to contain five thousand Euro you knew nothing about. If you know what you think it’s okay…

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Crowbar

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Crowbar She jiggles her one year old on her knee and smiles like Magda Goebbels, of whom she has never heard. If you don’t have central heating, more fool you for having no respect for…

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Austerity Mantra

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Austerity Mantra Everything must be on the table. Your ninety seven year old granny is no longer cost effective, would benefit greatly from being brought face to face with a compassionate baseball bat. The figures…

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Sacrifice

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Sacrifice “I’d be a bit more cautious about that aspect of how I conduct my social life.” Brian Cowen Though the world no longer permits, for the King’s pleasure, the Saturday night offering up of…

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