Ciaran’s Peculier [sic] Blog

A view of the world from an Irish hole

It would neve have happened with Bergerac

Listening to Deputy Chief Lenny Harper’s news conference about the police investigation at Haut-de-la-Garenne, it is obvious that his inquiries have rattled the cages of some powerful people on Jersey, and perhaps further afield. These are powerful people who either were involved in abuse or who stood idly by knowing full well the horrors that were occurring. These people are now using the media to try and discredit the police and those who have made allegations. In Ireland, and especially in Cavan, we know all about how such evil powerful people are able to manipulate the media to their own devilish ends. Indeed they often have many media outlets in their pockets.

Biffo drops a clanger

Our new taoiseach Pretty Boy Biffo has been castigated for using a profanity, or in plain man’s language a curse, though this seems to reek of double standards. The offending word was used not in connection with a member of the opposition, but members of the National Consumer Agency, an unelected, overpaid group of quangoites. it goes without saying that such elevated and self-important people never use bad language, and even if they do they can never be held accountable for such actions. Here in Cavan we used to have a public official whose discourses were peppered with profanities – unless someone else had written a speech for him. He was inestimably proud of his “colourful” language, and anyone who criticised him too openly was leaving themselves open to victimisation.

Now if I were Biffo I wouldn’t apologise. Instead I would have borrowed a line from Michelle Pfeiffer in The Fabulous Baker Boys – I only said it; I didn’t do it.

Eurovision Song contest

The Eurovision song contest is a pathetic joke., It always has been, but it is now an embarrassment. So why do we continue to take part and bring down upon ourselves humiliation? Are the denizens of RTE land so desperate for a junket? It seems that the subtle humour of Dustin the Turkey was too much for the voters. Maybe they didn’t understand the lyrics. I suggest that if Ireland really wants to get into the contest next year they should enter a song, maybe with a Middle Eastern flavour, performed by a girating semi-clad female and sung in heavily accented English by a non-native speaker.

I only viewed the semi-finals for brief temporal segments, never exceeding two minutes, and what I saw did not impress me. I particularly disliked the injection of Serb patriotism, but I heard nothing of such events of which Serbs are no doubt inordinately proud as Srebrenica, or the assassination of Franz Ferdinand by the Serbian natiionalist Gavrilo Princip which led to the deaths of millions throughout Europe and the permanent physical and psychological injury of millions more.

 

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