Ciaran’s Peculier [sic] Blog

I have read in a recent number of the Cavan Echo how that stalwart defender of the hard-working white people of Belturbet, Councillor John Scott, has called for “traffic calming” measures in the vicinity of the town’s Fair Green and St Bricin’s School. Might I suggest that a good way of effecting this would be for Cavan County Museum to move to the site. Not only would this mean that Councillor Scott’s insolent scut of a son wouldn’t have to go so far to work, but as the museum attracts so few visitors traffic calming would be guaranteed. Maybe the museum might move to the vicinity of the Ballyhugh Heritage Centre, so that the members of the Ballyconnell Heritage group wouldn’t have to travel so far either.

I need hardly add that the above ought to be taken au leger, while what follows must be taken very much au serieux – that’s your actual French that it.

I have never envied Scott’s son his job in Cavan County Museum. Councillor Scott is no doubt justifiably proud of him, but would he be proud if he had brought up his son to be a jealous coward, who sought to insult and slight me without reason? But then I suppose a disabled person like myself is an easy target.

I have never met Councillor Scott – a situation I have no desire to rectify. He may no doubt wonder at my hostility towards him. Well now he knows how it feels.

May I take the liberty to observe that if he is anything like his son he may not be worthy to be a public representative.

I know that my style is not to everyone’s taste. There are those who pretend to be offended, but I don’t think anyone can doubt my honesty. If I don’t like someone tit is clear from the contents of my posts. I don’t engage in the nasty habit of whispering about people behind their backs, or indulging in character assassinations.

This is the last time I will ever refer to that duo Scott junior and senior, on my blog, either seriously or in jest. I just can’t lower myself to deal with filth. They can anticipate fate by going to hell. The same goes for that sad institution Cavan County Museum. It can go on being a costly white elephant providing employment to the families of local politicians, while vital services are curtailed and those providing them are given. I don’t care. Its miserable walls can dissolve into talcum powder, or it can be vapourised by aliens and its collection of toilet seats brought off to plant Zag.

I wouldn’t be surprised if, following Councillor Scott’s election (which seems almost certain), I don’t receive notice of some vexatious legal action against me – all of which I would be more than willing to respond to. This would be proof of the evil that I see myself as having to counter.

Let me just add a note of genuine apology to Mr Frank Gibbons of Cavan County Council. He won’t be troubled by any more of my hoaxes. I’ hope the museum can remain open, though purged of the arrogant scum that has accrued in it. I must add that I don’t think it’s my fault if people in Cavan are so gullible.