shoulder to shoulder
Seems O’Gara is too good to sing Irelands call:
He was chomping at the bit to get on the pitch on Saturday. He even made a tackle and ran with the ball:
money for nothin
Probably bullshit:
The proceeds of an unclaimed €10,000 scratch card are to be donated to charity after the winner ate the card.
The unnamed man was flying with Ryanair from Krakow in Poland to East Midlands Airport in Britain when he won €10,000 with the scratch card. He ate it after being told he could not claim the money immediately.
Members of the public can choose the recipient by voting for one of five charities; an anger management charity, an eating disorder charity, a gamblers charity, a disruptive children’s charity or a mental health charity on the Ryanair website.
people, the wire, its music
There are some people I know who love the wire and others who dont think it is for them. There are people who want to watch it and have heard all of this great stuff “about the wire” they are now afraid to dislike it. There are also the people who have heard too much about it and now dont want to see it at all.
I always wondered about the singers of the intro music. I even thought the singers on season 2 sounds like Lester Freamon (they must all sound alike). I think it lets the otherwise good season down … it is actually Tom Waites
The opening theme is “Way Down in the Hole”, a gospel- and blues-inspired song originally written by Tom Waits for his 1987 album Frank’s Wild Years. Each season uses a different recording of it against a different opening sequence, with the theme being performed, in order, by the Blind Boys of Alabama, Waits himself, the Neville Brothers, “DoMaJe” and Steve Earle. Season four’s version of “Way Down in the Hole” was arranged and recorded specifically for the show, and is performed by five Baltimore teenagers: Ivan Ashford, Markel Steele, Cameron Brown, Tariq Al-Sabir, and Avery Bargasse. Read more…
motown
I found this while looking for some info about Jim McDaid the former Irish Junior transport Minister who drove the wrong way down a dual carriageway well over the legal limit. It is the Moville Co.Donegal St Patricks Day parade 2007:
stilt walkers:
lebelled as centra:
RANK
Follow up to some long forgotten rants about taxi’s
THE TAXI industry in Ireland has changed dramatically over the past 10 years. According to figures from the Commission for Taxi Regulation, there were 4,218 taxis in 2000, before deregulation, and on January 1st this year there were 21,139. The face of the industry has also changed, becoming multi-ethnic in the intervening years, writes FIONA GARTLAND
During the boom years, although there were tensions as numbers grew and as more nationalities entered the industry, there was enough work to provide a living for most. However, the recession has seen a sharp drop in business for taxi drivers, competition for work has intensified and racial tensions are on the rise.
Anecdotes about African drivers are widespread within the industry (I know – my husband drives a taxi): the driver who was seen abandoning the taxi at a Garda checkpoint; the driver who needed directions from his passenger to get from Abbey Street to St Stephen’s Green; the driver who took the long way from Dublin airport to Drumcondra; the driver who did not have any identification displayed on his dashboard.
Some Irish-born drivers also complain that newcomers break long-established unwritten protocols, which include not overtaking another taxi to pick up a fare or to try to get ahead on a rank, and leaving a fare to the taxi behind you if it has just let you out of a side road.
How did they print these lines:
Other foreign drivers have complained about having cigarette smoke blown in their faces or of being referred to as “the nigger”. Read more…
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It would be unlike me to ignore Ronan O’Gara this week. He was set up by the media after all. First it was Kevin Myers having a go at him and every Irish person it seems. Ronan was then credited with this well written letter.
I HAVE to reply to the scurrilous article by Kevin Myers (Irish Independent, February 16), although it takes a lot for me, as a professional sportsman, to react to a newspaper article.
However, rugby is my place of work and whether it’s with Munster, Ireland or the Lions, I take my work very seriously.
I do not accept being castigated by a journalist who I suspect knows nothing about rugby but somehow appoints himself as an ‘expert’. This falls well short of the journalistic standards I would expect from one of our main national newspapers.
Ireland was well beaten last Saturday by a French team that was better on the day. I am but one of that Irish team and I’m well known for taking my share of responsibility, regardless of the outcome of any game.
I know only too well the build-up to Saturday’s game — and indeed to other recent internationals — in relation to my position.
I am well able to analyse any game of rugby and would often be accused by those whom I most trust of being my own harshest critic. However, in relation to last Saturday, I will not be scapegoated by Mr Myers or any journalist who wants to write in that fashion.
Any article needs to be balanced and I would suggest to you, Mr Editor, that that is the least you should demand from your journalists, whether freelance or otherwise.
Ronan O’Gara
ROCHESTOWN, CORKIrish Independent
According to some O’Gara does not live in Rochestown so it has to be fake.
Others dislike Sexton for gloating after a Leinster try vs Munster.
Sexton is a tramp of the highest accord, the way he stuck his face in ROG after the first try was scandalous, pure soccer mob mentality. He has achieved nothing of note in his career.
That reaction will be remembered for a long time, some day he’ll get his comepuance from Munster.
copper face jacks st.
Lets face it, harcourt st at night may aswell be called Copper Face Jacks St. The night club itself is apparently becoming popular and “the fake tan is rubbing off on the farmers tan to create a muddy, bloody blend of sleaze and public order offences”.
Mary C. from dublin writes: writes:
If you’re a girl, expect to be harassed constantly by tactless, slobbering, white-guy dancing drunk idiots. This is the only place I’ve ever been hit on while sitting on my boyfriend’s lap, so don’t think you’re ever safe here.
A tourist observation:
Oh my lord. This place….
Monday night–bumping with nurses, Gardas and seemingly hundred of others that needed to binge drink til nearly 3 in the morning.
Drinks and smokes were flowing. Glasses were consistently shattering. The clothes were minimal, particularly on the girl who’s bum fell out of her dress at last call. Sweating is inevitable as you dance away the evening, and in my case, all of the next day.
The smoker’s patio was heaving with people. We placed ourselves in the tiny room on the way to the patio and danced the night away.
it is certainly a site worth seeing if you are looking for a wild night out.
Please note: I am writing this review as a tourist, so, keep that in mind.
potato men
“Handlers fail to stop Cowen’s close-up with a giant spud”
In the popular episode of the Simpsons which featured U2, Homer sneaks into the Springfield Stadium claiming to be a ‘Potato Man.’ The security guards at the door quickly reply, “Where the hell have you been?” and let him in. This joke aimed at a rather wacky Irish stereotype may infact be true.
There was a protective cordon thrown around Brian Cowen as he arrived at the Burlington Hotel in Dublin for the launch of Paidi O Se’s football tournament. His media handlers were determined to protect their man to the bitter end. There was no way that the Taoiseach was going to be photographed standing next to a giant Mr Tayto.
the irish mind and bonos inner dynamism
IDA Ireland has enlisted the support of Bono, the U2 singer, and the artist Louis le Brocquy in a 4 million drive to market Ireland as a prime business location for US multinationals.
In language far removed from IDA Ireland’s typical investment parlance, the body said “le Brocquy aimed to make a recognisable image of Bono’s outward appearance while attempting to portray what he conceives to be the wavelengths of his inner dynamism”.
The text of the advert itself is in a similar mode, stating that the flexible attitude of the Irish pervades the ecosystem. “The Irish mind. An abundant supply of that rare commodity you’ll need to bring your business to peak performance,” it says.
“The Irish. Creative. Imaginative. And flexible. Agile minds with a unique capacity to initiate, and innovate, without being directed. Always thinking on their feet. Adapting and improving. Generating new knowledge and new ideas. Working together to find new ways of getting things done. Better and faster.”
This contrasts nicely with the children who have thrown their toys out of the pram: Read more…
