And yours. Seems to me that Ciao is a man of action, not words as such. Whereas you, Jambo - are a man of nothing but empty second-hand words and zero action whatsoever. Me? I run a housing committee and represent my few neighbours who don't as yet speak fluent Finnish. My assistant is from Mogadishu: married, has a pregnant wife, atheist, hardworking, and honest.
He's not replacing anyone though: he just trying to integrate and follow the Finnish dream.
You, on the other hand, do fuck all bar spot the obvious.
Ciao here's going to sail past you in the success/happiness stakes:
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JUST SAY YOUR name, where you are running, and make one point about why,” the Tánaiste tells Caio Benicio – a first time local election candidate for Fianna Fáil who is well-known for his intervention in the Parnell Square attack six months ago. The Brazilian is trying to record a video clip aimed at Dublin’s North Inner City voters flanked by the Tánaiste, MEP Barry Andrews and Senator Mary Fitzpatrick while stood in the middle of the street in Stoneybatter – a situation that anyone venturing into politics for the first time would find intimating. It’s third time lucky: Martin’s advice works, and Benicio gets his message across succinctly – he wants to bring new energy to Dublin City Council, and be a voice for the diverse community he lives in, he says.
Before the Tánaiste’s arrival, the Fianna Fáil politicians had been largely focused on pitching their two candidates for the local and European elections – Benicio and Andrews respectively – to locals in the Arbour Hill area as soon as the doors opened. “You are probably wondering why I am not in Brazil, having my pint, but I want to do something meaningful,” Benicio told people, while Fitzpatrick spoke of his heroics on 23 November and the instrumental role he played in stopping the armed attacker that day, which people were receptive to...'
He's out doorstepping people with his party partners while you're deciding on whether to have another wank or just crack a can open for lunch.
In five years from now, Ciao will have bought himself a nice gaff, have his kids in decent schools, drive a nice family saloon, speak better English than yours, get eyed up by the girlies who love a hero (trust me) and might even make it into the history books of the near future.
I guess that half a million he got for grabbing the stabber gave him a taste for the high life?
Or maybe - just maybe, he's an honest broker with the will to win and do the best he can for those around him who aren't so fortunate.
In other words, just like me.
Suck it up, Seamus - he's striding past you without even trying.