Thank fuck. Finally, in an election mired by the mediocrity of a possible Fine Gael government, and scarred by a deep apathy rather than any clear emergence of a “get them all the fuck out” attitude, someone has stepped up to the mark to codify the visceral hatred of most of us for the politician class seeking our vote.

While there has been little signs of any outbreak of rage among the population out there as we plod through austerity – its good to see Kilkenny’s Captain Moonlight weigh in with this diatribe against the party machines. Good work Sir. Oh and if you have a moment, you might take a dander over to this older interview I did with the man himself at the time of the last election.

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excuse me sir could ye spare a second for me?
my name is mick guinness im your local td
i really need yer vote so if you could please
i’ll give ye my word im still the big cheese
dont worry about the troubles and the times we are in
i’ll get the job done with a shit eatin grin
i’ll promise you the world,that much is certain
you want a meltdown im on the phone to joan burton
i’ll solve unmeployment get yee all on the dole
work placement for the nation dig us out of this hole
n if its not enough then we’ll give em the ole
heave ho there they go population control
innovation is the key to solve the situation
we’ll save a few quid expediting emigration
if ye vote for that shower like a communist rally
you better know the words to the internationale
im here ta steer you all onto a righteous philosophy
free market enterprise,and lassez-faire policy
its a family business so vote for number one
keep my seat secure through each election
you cant call it nepotism when you vote for my son
he’s qualified sure didnt i show him how its done
he might be a wanker but what can you do
hes cut from the same cloth that spent years fucking you