There's been a lot of discussion over the past few weeks about the mysterious assassination of Mahmoud al-Mabhouh in Dubai and the use of fake Irish, British, French & German passports by the assassins.Despite their fulsome denial; "Israel never responds, never confirms and never denies", lets call a highly organised assassination by Mossad a highly organised assassination by Mossad. The Israeli government did it.
However for some reason I can't imagine Mossad agents being turned into a worldwide movie franchise like MI6 assassin James Bond.
But lets imagine for a second that the Irish government were to decide that it was going to willy-nilly bump off those who threaten it's interests and indulge in some international sabotage/ skulduggery/ assassination.
Then lets say, hypothetically speaking of course, that the former Minister for Justice and False Sworn Affidavits (his official title) Willie O'Dea, hired a young man and sent him on a mission to rid the earth of Ireland's enemies, to banish them to Hades, shuffle them off this mortal coyle.
How do you think that would that work out, given the known-knowns that we now know about the Irish government and how it operates?
Why don't I tell you (hypothetically speaking of course)?
Unlike the Israeli's, the Irish Secret Service would first fail to train their agent sufficiently (cutbacks don't you know.) But sure the Irish are a quick-thinking bunch; "ye'll be grand" they'd say.
They would first send their agent to a bear colony in Alaska; them to a ship building yard in Malta (after all former Taoiseach Bertie Ahern pointed out that our economy was ruined by the collapse of the investment bank Bear Stearns.)
On the discovery of their mistake and gross ineptitude, their agent would then be sent to the Appalachian mountains to see if there's any truth in the rumour that "there's money in them thar' hills."
After all, Lenny says the coffers are running a bit low at the moment and the government is leaving no stone unturned when it comes to generating revenue and jobs.
As it turns out the Irish Secret Service's intelligence was severely flawed and the agent would spend the guts of a week trying to evade capture and violation by a crowd of banjo playing, toothless rednecks.
Finally our wonderfully efficient government would send a telegram (the civil service computers being on a work-to-rule at present) asking their agent if he could visit a quarry in the Ukraine to "see how much rock-salt you can get for €78. Stop. Gormley says it's going to snow again soon. Stop."
Once the agent returned to Dublin, broken physically, mentally and spiritually; a mere shell of an individual incapable of doing anything worthwhile; he would be deemed sufficiently trained to take up a position in the HSE
This is all hypothetically speaking of course. I'm not suggesting that I've been on a state-sponsored assassination attempt/wild goose chase for the last three weeks. Oh no.
I could tell you where I've been. But then I'd have to kill you.
