ten euro hug / highlander of the assholes
I met some interesting young girls in town last night during and after a private party. One did’nt want to tell me her occupation. She said it was very embarassing. I said “are you a prostitute?” and she said “its worse”. I told her that what I do for a living is something that I should be ashamed (but I am not). She said “I am a banker”. I produced a fake sort of laugh but did actually find it funny. I asked her some more about it and she said “at least prostitutes have some sort of social standing”. I asked her if it was a sperm bank but she didnt hear me or just ignored it.
On the way home a girl was embarassed to stop us to ask for some money to get home. She was not poor and appeared to be unused to asking strangers for money. I asked her where she lived and she told me “Rathgar”. I gave her two fivers which should have covered the fare. She said “that is too much”. I said “are you going to ask the next person for more money?”. I was walking away and she said “can I at least give you a hug”. I wish I had’nt turned her down.
I started thinking that this was a red letter day. It seems selling yourself on the street is more socially acceptable than banking or even working.
its a nice day for a white wedding
Hey little sister what have you done?
Hey little sister who’s the only one?
Hey little sister who’s your superman?
Hey little sister who’s the one you want?
Hey little sister shot gun!It’s a nice day to start again.
It’s a nice day for a white wedding.
It’s a nice day to start again.Hey little sister who is it you’re with?
Hey little sister what’s your vice and wish?
Hey little sister shot gun (oh yeah)
Hey little sister who’s your superman?
Hey little sister shot gun!
celtic tiger desperation plus bizarre juxtaposition
Thanks to Ed for pretty much writing this one:
“celtic tiger desperation plus bizarre juxtaposition; Ben dunne and Christian Dior”
Dunne’s career is a story of industry in Ireland throughout the past quarter century. Like many of his generation, Dunne began working in the family business, but unlike most he eventually helped transform his father’s monument into a titan in its sector. He was forced out of the Dunne family supermarket business amidst accusations, recriminations and allegations of excess in the early 1990s. He had run-ins with paramilitaries who famously kidnapped him for ransom, was dragged through highprofile legal wrangles, was arrested with cocaine and prostitutes in Florida, and his name cropped up in tales of tribunals past tasked with looking into payments to politicians.
bono is crap
Somebody was searcing for “www.u2 vrgin mary.com” and came here. I looked to see what other answers they would have found.
The Edge has a statue of the virgin mary on stage:
From: John
Hi-de-ho Answer Guy!
I was fortunate enough to be in the heart in Chicago on October 15. Standing there looking up in awe at Edge, the Almighty, who was all of 10 feet away from me, I scanned his side of the stage. Upon his massive control console amid all the dials, switches, sliders, blinking lights, and what not, I noticed a conspicuously placed mini-statue of what appeared to be the Virgin Mary. She was about 6 inches tall and appeared to be made of that yellow-tinted glow-in-the-dark plastic.
Can you tell me if there’s a story behind this? Is it a gift from his mom? A good-luck charm? I have never been this close during a show to notice it before now. Are there any other reported sightings of Mother Mary watching over Edge’s control tower?
More recently Bono announced that the mayor of new york (Jay-Z) was about to come on stage to sing a mix of Sunday Bloody Sunday and Bob Marleys get up stand up. Clearly nothing is sacred.
U2 performs a free concert at the Brandenburg Gate to mark the 20th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. The performance is part of the 2009 MTV Europe Music Awards. Both ‘One’ and ‘Magnificent’ are slightly abbreviated due to time constraints. Jay-Z joins in on Sunday Bloody Sunday and does a rap that morphs into a bit of ‘Get Up Stand Up.’ The first three songs air later during the MTV EMA broadcast. U2 wins Best Live Act during the ceremony.
The Video is on the vopod playlist at the right and this image is also clickable: 
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sunday_Bloody_Sunday_(song):
One of U2’s most overtly political songs, its lyrics describe the horror felt by an observer of The Troubles in Northern Ireland, mainly focusing on the Bloody Sunday incident in Derry where British troops shot and killed civil rights marchers. Along with “New Year’s Day”, the song helped U2 reach a wider listening audience. It was generally well-received by critics on the album’s release
How did they go from singing about the troubles in the north to complete gibberish in “Get on your boots” ?
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shite factor
I cant take the shit on tv any more. I saw Louis Walsh dancing around with these two Dublin fools over the weekend and I felt some puke come up in my mouth.
You have to watch it on youtube to see Simon Cowell telling them that it is the worst live performace he ever sat through and that they live on another planet.
The only antidote is Cartman singing pokerface – it is from South Park Series 13 Episode 11, Whale Whores. (see video sidebar).
Fintan O’Toole does a good joy in trying to deconstruct the x-factor performance and understand why it is a phenomonom:
It’s no wonder the X Factor twins are so popular: they embody the Celtic Tiger era but do none of the harm, writes FINTAN O’TOOLE
OFTEN, THE most poignant and potent moment of a culture is its dying gasp. Before the end, as a world implodes, there is a last great gathering of its energies. A shaman has a vision in the forest and arrives back with a millennial vision of salvation in which the ancient spirits are revived. A writer emerges to chronicle a way of life with a steely clarity forged from the urgent knowledge that it must be recorded before it dies. A painter evokes its colours and essences with a feverish intensity imbued with the magical hope that, if only it can be captured, it will not fade. A singer sustains a plaintive dying fall on the air and, in that note, a whole world hovers on the edge of extinction.
And so we get the unbearably poignant last gasp of Celtic Tiger culture. The nation turns its lonely eyes to the last recesses of hope. Where is the shaman who can conjure up the spirits of our dying world that they may walk among us one more time? Where are the artists who can evoke the passing era with such divine intensity that we can believe, for a moment, that it will linger forever? Where are the voices that can sustain that last plangent note in which, when we close our eyes, we can imagine that the past will always be with us?
Samhain
It is nearly halloween again and people are going crazy for it here. I always found it strange how it was invented in Ireland but it not until lately that adults dressed up here along with children. In the last few years have I noticed a lot of people in amusing costumes in town and I was a bit jealous that I had not bothered. To remedy that I am going to a party in a spooky old house tomorrow night.
A bit of research on Sahmain is interesing. It is the festival of mongfind. It surely is a good night to find people monged out on the street.
Samhain (pronounced /ˈsɑːwɪn/, /ˈsaʊ.ɪn/, or /ˈsaʊn/ in English;[1] from Irish samhain [ˈsˠaunʲ], cf. Scottish Gaelic samhainn [ˈsavɯɲ], Old Irish samain [ˈsaṽɨnʲ] “summer’s end”, from sam “summer” and fuin “end”) is a festival held at the end of the harvest season in Gaelic and Brythonic cultures. Principally a harvest festival, it also has aspects of a festival of the dead. It had its roots in ancient Celtic polytheism, and continued to be celebrated through medieval times, and is seen as contributing to the modern celebration of Halloween. Many scholars believe that it was the beginning of the Celtic year.
The term “Samhain” derives from the name of a month in the ancient Celtic calendar, in particular the first three nights of this month, with the festival marking the end of the summer season and the end of the harvest. Samhain was also called the Féile Moingfhinne ie “Festival of Mongfind”. According to Cormac’s Glossary, Mongfind (mod.Irish spelling Mongfhionn) was a goddess the pagan Irish worshipped on Samhain. The Gaelic festival became associated with the Catholic All Souls’ Day, and appears to have influenced the secular customs now connected with Halloween. Samhain is also the name of a modern festival in various currents of Neopaganism that are based on, or inspired by, Gaelic traditions.
Bonfire actually comes from throwing bones on a fire. I am sure nobody thinks that is odd. Read more…
I live without cash
Some guy in the guardian:
I live without cash – and I manage just fine
Armed with a caravan, solar laptop and toothpaste made from washed-up cuttlefish bones, Mark Boyle gave up using cash
I thought what he did was an interesting exercise but this article has smug guardian readers up in arms about who is the biggest arsehole of their entire ilk!
Some more details: He loved Ghandi
In six years of studying economics, not once did I hear the word “ecology”. So if it hadn’t have been for the chance purchase of a video called Gandhi in the final term of my degree, I’d probably have ended up earning a fine living in a very respectable job persuading Indian farmers to go GM, or something useful like that. The little chap in the loincloth taught me one huge lesson – to be the change I wanted to see in the world. Trouble was, I had no idea back then what that change was.
The story progressed to working on an organic farm and one afternoon coming to a revelation which led to him going off the grid (people found that admirable). Read more…
the virgin mary is very angry
They call me white Devil, black Jesus
Heaven closes, Hell freezes
Ego’s trippin’, scripts keep flippin’
Bloods keep bloodin’, Crips keep crippin’
Time keeps slippin’ and I keep fallin’
I can’t see but I hear them callin’, ballers ballin’
Players playin’, haters fightin’, righteous prayin’
The faith that is based on multiplying fish and bread and wine has no use for more modern supernatural events or imposters.
the Archbishop of Tuam, Dr Michael Neary, has issued a statement that makes clear the church’s view of Coleman’s predictions: “It is not healthy, does not give glory to God and certainly is not good witness to the faith to be looking for extraordinary phenomena. The apparition of 1879 was neither sought nor expected by the humble, honest people who were its astonished witnesses . . . Unfortunately, recent events at the Shrine obscure this essential message. They risk misleading God’s people and undermining faith. For this reason such events are to be regretted rather than encouraged.”
5 bottles of Vodka for Runners up
Krystle’s transforms into a haunted house – that wont take much effort:
The best or scariest dressed person gets a magnum of Crystal Champagne and others get a bottle of ace of spades as enjoyed by Beyonce:
record!
best month ever
- with thanks to google image searches on “ronan o’gara”, “cavan minor”, “eyes wide shut”, “pink floyd animals”, “herman munster”, “crazy old man simpsons”, “nespresso”, “max mosley”
