Corr (46) found fame with his sisters in the folk/rock band "The Corrs" in the 1990s when he came to the attention of Brian Cowen and FF when he played in their tent for tenners which were tucked into his underpants by tipsy cabinet ministers and their developer friends.

Corr succeeds Cowen following his resignation earlier today.

Corr says he is very comfortable with the job as he knows there is no way that FF are organised enough to be involved in any plans for a New World Order saying "these guys can't even agree among themselves never mind the CIA, Royal Family and international Jewry, though a few of them do look a little like the Lizard People behind 9-11."

Corr's main priorities will be 

• keeping the FF party together long enough to elect a new leader
• helping to rebrand the party as a realistic option for the March elections
• keeping Batt O'Keeffe away from the Lizard People
• wrapping tin foil around the heads of the cabinet so they are no longer being influenced by "the EU".
• Mass Dubunking

Meanwhile Cowen's main priorities will be

Micheal Martin may yet get his chance to lead the Fianna Fail party....but only after it is defeated and its former leaders are gone will he inherit the prize.

But Martin will be an Admiral Donitz leading a doomed organisation still trying to exert power and prestige it no longer has.

Like Hitler's successor Martin will be in charge of nothing with nothing to do but arrange the surrender and wind up of the party.  Whatever dreams he held of leading a real government or even effecting change will be gone forever when Brian Cowen leads Fianna Fail into the valley of death on March 11th in one last crazy calvary charge at the cannons.

But this time it won't be the Light Brigade who fall, it will be the Heavy Brigade, some of whom, Harney, Ahern, Dempsey, Cullen, O'Keeffe have already fallen from their horses to join the likes of liar Beverly "Licence Fee" Flynn.

Cowen will charge onwards even as his officers openly question his ability to command and other disloyal troops try to make their own way by distancing themselves from the party, but it will be too late for them.

They are surrounded by their enemies, outmaneuvered, under-gunned and out of ammo in a war of their own creation.

Cowen has even been betrayed by his former Minister of Defence and Propaganda chief Willie O'Dea.  It is too late to fire him, as he already did that and he now lacks the power to string him up with piano wire.  All he can hope for is that O'Dea is shot down with him and the rest on March 11th.

In the meantime Martin waits for the bomb to drop in the hope that he survives and is appointed Furher upon Cowen's demise.

The Irish government is to be replaced with the BBC test card until the March 11th polling day.

50 feet below the gardens of Government Buildings, Cowen sits in his bunker receiving the last of his true supporters as they shuffle in to his presence.

Behind him stands the ever-loyal Brian Lenihan who has decided to stay with his Fuhrer to the end.

Though he won't admit it Lenihan is already planning for a world without Cowen, when the struggle for power is over and the rebuilding must begin from nothing.

Down the hall in the press office reports of imminent defeats and current set-backs flood in on an hourly basis while once loyal generals like Dempsey, Harney and Ahern resign their commission on the battlefield and flee the electorate in terror.

Morale is low and desertions are now rampant among the party members and the troops.
Cowen is forced to add meaningless titles and high office to those troops who still remain loyal, though their resources are nil and time is running out.

Over at Party Headquarters on Lower Mount Street there is chaos.  The staff are shredding Micheal Martin's photographs under the watchful eye of the fanatical Hitler Youth leader Dara Calleary while the rest of the staff update their CVs and prepare to flee before the biter end.

The massively popular storm troopers of Labour and Fine Gael are circling Government Buildings as they wait for the regime to tear itself apart before they finally pounce and end the struggle.

For Cowen it is only a matter of time.  Meanwhile he waits on news of the economic miracle which he predicts will divide his enemies and allow him to snatch victory from defeat.

Meanwhile the weather isn't getting any better