Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
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Where is my Mind? (2010)
The scene is from The Mysterious Lady (1928), starring Greta Garbo. Music by Maxence Cyrin.
March 28th, 2010.
The scene is from The Mysterious Lady (1928), starring Greta Garbo. Music by Maxence Cyrin.
March 29th, 2010 at 8:11 pm
fantastic,works really well.
August 30th, 2010 at 12:08 am
Where do you get this stuff from?!!.
You really are a bit of a dark horse, aren’t you?.
Gorgeous.
August 30th, 2010 at 12:38 am
You’re delusional. You think I know you despite the fact that I obviously don’t. You send me weird, creepy messages that scare the shit out of me all the time. And you keep harassing me no matter how many times I politely ask you to stop.
August 31st, 2010 at 1:16 am
I am so sorry. I never realised the full effects my words had on you. If I did, then I would not have continued. Please do not feel scared. I did not mean you any harm. You will never hear from me again.
August 31st, 2010 at 1:18 am
Yeah, you’ve said that before.
August 31st, 2010 at 2:38 pm
My God, I really was so wrong about you. You are the type of person who takes anything good in this world, twists it, and turns it into something ugly. You talk about injustices in the world and you talk about concern for other people. But that is all it is…Talk. When it comes to yourself and to your own behaviour towards people at times, you have displayed a cold and callous lack of consideration for their feelings. You dismiss people as non-entities and as in my case, for the grevious insult of thinking well of you, both a writer and person.
Listen Mister, this world is tough enough and we’re all just trying to get through it. I have faced enough crap in my life.
Spare your vitriole for your real enemies.
Deirdre Murphy.
August 31st, 2010 at 3:02 pm
Deirdre,
That’s not fair. I never treated you as a non-entity. I treated you the way anyone would treat a person they didn’t know, a stranger, who bombarded them with very inappropriate emails on a daily basis, and persisted despite being asked to stop.
If you like my writing, that’s flattering. But it doesn’t give you the right to scare the shit out of me like that. Put yourself in my shoes, if you can. You wouldn’t like it if a complete stranger did something like this to you, believe me.
Now I’m sorry if your feelings are hurt. I’m sure you’re a nice person and you meant well.
But let that be the end of it now. I mean it.
Eoin
August 31st, 2010 at 6:40 pm
Sorry.
September 2nd, 2010 at 11:49 pm
Actually on second thoughts, Fuck you Mister. Thanks for nothing.
P.S Excuse my language. But sure hey, who cares?.
September 4th, 2010 at 3:04 am
Eoin,
I am sorry. If I could take back my words, I would. But I can’t. And I am sorry.
My words were intended to wound and I have no excuse. I am sorry.
Deirdre