Anglo … oh yes … Anglo-Irish Bank (not to be confused with the AIB bankers) is still with us. The high-stakes monopoly game may have ended, with few casualties except the Irish economy, but the bad bank left an enduring monument to greed in Dublin’s docklands … an unfinished, spanky new headquarters building:
Beautiful, isn’t it? Where builders and developers dreamt of a little Manhattan-upon-Liffey just ten or so years ago, with the massive U2-Tower (version 2) to be seen from Wales, with bankers from all over the world hedging their funds and splashing their bonuses … today we have a huge wasteland you would not want to bury a dead dog in. Where derelicts overnight in derelict properties, occasionally killing each other. Where only special events can induce people to actually walk along the Liffey voluntarily.
Enough food for thought.
And also an inspiration for artists. Of the more politically-conscious kind. Who made their point by taking the same building as the centrepiece of a massive graffiti artwork across a number of buildings on the quays. Not that the owners would mind, as the former Bondi Beach or Zanzibar is closed …
Just a few miles of riverfront apart … ruins of a different sort.