Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
Tripping Along The Ledge
Eoin Butler
This is Funny
How many hipsters does it take to fix a lightbulb? Read the rest of this entry »
The Celt
The New York Times this week reported that the Irish and English peoples may actually comprise – whisper it – one ethnic group. Professor Stephen Oppenheimer of the University of Oxford believes that the countries’ Celtic and Anglo-Saxon identities are a myth, and that the inhabitants of both islands are descended from Spanish hunters, who settled here 16,000 years ago.
Oh yeah? Well, let me tell you something, Professor Flop-enheimer. Our deceased forefathers have had enough to contend with lately.* We will not have Livin’ La Vida Loca in Croke Park! Read the rest of this entry »
My shortcomings as a writer and as a human being (abridged)
For the past couple of months I’ve been writing a column for The Dubliner. It’s a much more taxing job then I had anticipated. I’m expected to offer coherent thoughts on some topic of contemporary relevance each week. This isn’t easy for me.
It wouldn’t be a problem, I suppose, if I actually gave a shite about the economy or knew what NAMA was or any of that. But that’s never going to happen. I’ve never opened a bank statement in my life. I’m not going to suddenly pretend I’m Eddie Hobbs. Read the rest of this entry »
Now here’s a politician I could get behind…
For what it’s worth, Alabama is in the south-east of the United States. So cowboys aren’t even native to that state. Either way, if Dale Peterson is to be stopped, I can think of only one man with the cojones to do it. And that’s this guy!
Miscellaneous Amusing Items I’ve Come Across #36
Want to know what I hate more than anything else in the world?
A few years ago, my friend Neil and I spent three months backpacking across South America. We hiked to the famous Inca ruins at Machu Picchu, played football on the beach at Copacabana and even danced the tango in Buenos Aires. (Okay, that last bit is a lie. In Buenos Aires we took a guided tour of Boca Juniors’ football stadium, during which the only two words I understood were “Diego” and “Maradona”.)
The point is that, on our travels, we ate out quite a bit. Read the rest of this entry »
This is Funny
Click ‘continue watching’ after each one. The 30 second adverts are, admittedly, excessive. But some of the jokes are really wonderful.
Comment mutiny: swarm, swarm, swarm…
Apologies for not updating as often as I’ve have liked this week. I’ve been doing some top secret consultancy work for the government. We’re creating an elite mobile fighting unit to be deployed against the citizenry as the country goes down the toilet. I really can’t say any more than that. Rob and David – happy now?
Does Vanity Fair even know it has a heterosexual male readership? Does it care?
It’s one of the finest monthly magazines in the English language. Certainly, it’s the only one to keep me occupied through return transatlantic flights. But even at the best of times, I doubt many straight men would feel 100% comfortable being seen reading Vanity Fair in public. It doesn’t matter how mature, well adjusted and secure in your own masculinity you are. Sooner or later you’re going to find yourself weighing the quality of the journalism against how gay the cover is likely to make you look on the Luas. Read the rest of this entry »
“Who were your influences, hair-wise, back in the day?”
“My influences, my influences… Bobby Charlton…? No, not him. I can’t think of the guy’s name now. Hold on, your mother might remember…” Read the rest of this article here.