I don’t  like to write about party politics.

I don’t know enough about it, and tis hard to get get a feel for a system you’ve been away from for ages.  30 years abroad have rendered me prone to simple thinking, and proportional representation has too many syllables for my taste.

But, as the minutes ticked away to one oclock, and the release of the document from the negotiations became immanent, I felt for the Greens.

A connection I made… 

 What happens when captives get close to their captors?  The "Stockholm Syndrome" remember that one?

Fianna Fail used to be the devil, used to be the mother of all corruption, used to be the other side…

Then the election, and it looked to me as if FF had captured the heart of the Greens and taken them into a closed room, isolated them and talked to them.  The next thing I noticed was that Green man (Dan & John) came out and said ‘they listened to us… they respected us… they gave us time… they let us put our points to them…’

By implication ‘they’re not as bad as we thought they were… reasonable men… thoughtful men… we-could-work-with-them men…

And ‘they let us come back for more…

I wouldn’t be in Green shoes this afternoon. 

Between a rock and a hard place.

I feel FF will eat them alive.  I feel FF will become more Green than the Greens themselves, will take Green ideas and blend them in with sustainable politics.  There will be no more need for a Green Party.

And maybe some of the Greens will say ‘that was our historical destiny‘. 

Meanwhile, I’ll go back to re-cycling thoughts.