I was doing a lot pontificating on this tragedy earlier today, and accusing people of bandwagoning over fresh corpses. Now it looks like I was as bad myself, using the tragedy as a platform for my own long held (and still held, incidentally) views on modern Ireland. But the RTÉ nine o'clock news had a story tonight that casts events in a whole new light.
The story is this: Adrian Dunne did more than just visit an undertaker's. He and his wife placed a family order, specifying white coffins for the children and what they were to be buried in.
Even in our rotten, deadwood-choked public service, surely that should have rung every damned bell in there. How could it not? Dear God in Heaven, what have we become?
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