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Why talk about myself when the news is so much more interesting? [Jul. 23rd, 2008|12:00 am]
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Wanna read about why the law's an ass? Do so here in this interesting article about South Dakota abortion legislation.

Speaking of laws that need changing, Civil Partnership continues to draw moronic comment from the slack-jawed among us, thus pissing off various people in the process. (Forgive the spelling errors - they're the IT's, not the author's own).

On an unrelated topic, did you know: the President of the United States can pre-emptively pardon people for crimes they have not yet been prosecuted or indicted for?

But, can the President pardon himself i hear you ask? Could Nixon have pardoned himself for Watergate, thus saving Ford a nasty controversy? Or could Clinton have done so over Zippergate, despite his avowals that he wouldn't? Who knows.


Here's an (appalling) article about a bunch of cunts who should never be pardoned, but who nonetheless look likely to get off scot-free.

Speaking of appalling cunts, that crazy whorefaced bitch Iris Robinson is back spewing ignorant, hatemongering vitriol about gays, as is her wont. The fucking cunt.

Appalling in a wholly different way, just what is Princess Anne *doing* reprising this outfit from her 1980s wardrobe!?


Oh and if you're still appalled by the Lisbon treaty vote, then here's an excellent reason why the vote never should have been held in the first place, along with some long overdue sensible advice on where it should go from here.

And finally, it's not all appalling - since when have funerals been so hilarious?
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7 [Jun. 19th, 2008|01:13 pm]
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Seven years ago today i sat the last exam of my Leaving Cert - chemistry - at 2pm in the afternoon. At 6pm i packed my bag, and at 7pm i left [hometown] for Dublin, never to return.* And today, in quite a different set of circumstances, i am once again packing my bags, and Dublin-bound, very shortly.

Exams have been sat, mortar boards thrown in the air, national stereotypes consolidated with ingestion of unseemly amounts of alcohol, pictures taken with the Chancellor (and former Governor of Hong Kong, Chris Patten, the Right Honourable Lord Patten of Barnes, CH, PC), champagne popped, cricket played, and soon i shall punt for the final time. It's been real, but i look forward to my return. See y'all on the flipside.

His Lordship

*not quite.
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Breakfast cerals cause cancer! [Jun. 15th, 2008|03:51 pm]
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So tomorrow is the beginning of my exams - Core paper in Comparative Social Policy/Welfare States from 9.30am to 12.30pm - and the next day sees the end of my exams.
Thank FUCK!

Lord, but it's been an absolutely miserable three weeks. All i want is to drink, and dance, and sing, and vomit, and wake up the next morning with a brutal hangover - but i'll have to wait til Wednesday morn i guess.

I am so, so very glad it's almost over, and look forward to 4 days of revelry and languid lolling on various manicured lawns before my return to Irlanda on SATURDAY. But first, i must don my white bow tie, suit and gowns tomorrow morning - academic dress is compulsory for exams here - and endure several hours of frantic scribbling-cum-torture.

At my wit's end with revision, so thought i'd blog about this interesting article in yesterdays Guardian magazine about breakfast cereals.


The highlights, for those of you too lazy to read, are as follows:

-The production process for breakfast cereal always produces a chemical called acrylamide which is a known carcinogen for animals. Scientific studies have shown that the risk of ovary cancer for someone ingesting 40 micrograms a day of acrylamide is doubled, compared to someone ingesting low levels.
-The production process also strips the wheats/grains involved of anything even remotely resembling flavour or taste, so they add vast amounts of salt and sugar to make it taste of something. An average bowl of a high-fibre cereal (like All-Bran) contains more salt per serving than a packet of crisps. Criticism has made cereal manufacturers reduce their levels of salt in recent years, but they have to compensate with sugar (i have long thought that Shreddies taste much sweeter than they used to).
-Because of the high levels of sugar, cereals are practically devoid of nutritional content, and are little more than empty calories on a par with booze.
-Rats fed a diet of ground-up cereal boxes with sugar, milk and raisins were healthier than rats fed the cereals themselves.
-The Irish are the biggest consumers of breakfast cereals in the World, eating 8.4kg per person per year, on average.


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(no subject) [Jun. 11th, 2008|11:57 am]
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missed the Democratic primary campaign?
no idea who's running to be the next President of the US of A?
(where were you?)

if you've got 8 minutes to spare then this video is an amusing race through and recap of the ups and downs, ins and outs of the Neverending Primary.



If only Hillary had had the support her husband got back in '92 it all coulda been so different...

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aha, c'est moi [Jun. 6th, 2008|09:06 pm]
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(With apologies to the Priory's official website.)(Don't worry, i don't need to check myself in just yet, was just reading something about it in t'paper - apparently yer man from Aerosmith recently checked himself in to this well known drug-and-alcohol rehabilitation centre because he 'hurt his foot'.)(And they're a bit on the hyperbolic side, aren't they? 'Call the Priory', pah! 'Call it a good night out' more like.)

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In other news, exam studies shutting down will to live. Must resuscitate life-force with trip to Irish bar later. (It's got really good Guinness, is run by a surly/burly Oirish aul fella from Mayo, and does lock-ins every night - huzzah!)
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So... [May. 26th, 2008|02:19 pm]
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So...

I got PhD funding!

HOORAY!

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I didn't feel the overwhelming, adrenaline-fuelled excitement that I thought I might - probably because i was still in bed and half-asleep when i got the call from the guy in Trinity - but I do feel something even better: a huge sense of RELIEF that I have a life-plan for the next three or so years.

The best thing is not having to go through the horrendous fear and loathing of looking for a job after this Masters is done. Horrific flashbacks of my last 'job' haunted me as i updated my CV the other night. But now I can go back to Dublin, arse around for the summer, and then start getting *paid* to arse around from October! Whilst carrying out profoundly important and deeply significant research into migrant labour-market integration as well, of course...

Allow me to reiterate myself: HOORAY!
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Hate Mail [May. 17th, 2008|08:24 pm]
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As a follow up to my last blog post, concerning that letter about Cowen and Coughlan, i received the following HATE MAIL in my pigeonhole at Jesus just today. Translation below the image for those who can't read "Paddy's" handwriting:

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As far as i understand it says:

"Do the world a favour.
Climb the highest spire in Oxford and
fuck yourself off it.
You arrogant West
Brit bollocks!
Paddy."

Unfortunately, Paddy's supplied address of 'D7' is probably insufficient for me to find him, sit him down, and take him through the reasons why my letter was actually quietly concerned with proper respect for Ireland's politics and political institutions, or why i was disgusted at the carry on of the Fianna Fuckers and their general attitude which suggests that they see themselves as reigning over the people of Ireland and not elected by them, and, quite simply, why my sentiments were as far removed from those of a West Briton as possible.

Poor Paddy. And poor Paddy's child too - i'm sure they weren't at all pleased when he tore a page out of their copybook...
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pump [May. 15th, 2008|02:32 pm]
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Madam, - Am I alone in finding something distasteful in the triumphalist and parochial tone of the recent "celebrations" of Mary Coughlan's appointment as Tánaiste and Brian Cowen's accession as Taoiseach? Ms Coughlan was paraded across the Donegal border (Home News, May 10th) in a manner suggesting she had just won the Lotto, or perhaps sold a prize pig at the fair for a record price.

But Ms Coughlan has not won any sort of prize. Rather, she has been appointed to a high-level public office which, like any public office, entails a high level of responsibility. Unlike just any public office, however, Ms Coughlan holds her position as a Minister in the national Government, and is thus responsible at the national level.

This renders her statements that she will be "doing [her] best for the people of the north-west, particularly [her] own county" both baffling and objectionable. The people of Donegal have not been given their own private Ministry, nor should their interests be privileged over the interests of other Irish citizens. Nor indeed have the people of Offaly been given their own private Taoiseach. What is this depressing tribalism, and what place does it have in national politics? Indeed, what place at the Cabinet table for a Minister who cannot see the national picture?

Recent reports in your newspaper have said it would be a priority for the new Taoiseach to ensure Ministerial representation of the regions (The Irish Times, May 6th). But why is this the case? Surely competence, ability and talent should be the key criteria in any decision on Ministerial appointments, and not something as arbitrary as the accident of one's birthplace.

Singing The Offaly Rover and whooping "Up Donegal" outside Dáil Éireann can of course be seen as harmless fun. But they epitomise a crude self-interest and a narrowness of viewpoint that have beset Irish politics for too long. The parish pump is unfortunately still working in Ireland today, and both the Taoiseach and the Tánaiste would appear to have a firm grip on the handle. - Yours, etc,

OWEN CORRIGAN, Jesus College, Oxford.

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Bill aims to curb binge drinking [Apr. 24th, 2008|01:00 pm]
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"Under the new proposed legislation, the sale of alcohol in off-licences will be allowed only between 10.30am and 10pm, instead of 7.30am and 12.30am. It proposes that alcohol sold in supermarkets and convenience stores must be displayed and sold either behind a counter or in an area separate from the rest of the premises. The loophole which allows nightclubs and pubs with theatre licences to serve beyond normal closing hours will also be closed." - From the IT.

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What a pain in the hole. Fucking nanny-state gombeen bastards!
Tax us. Rob us. Then won't even let us drink our troubles away. grr...
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play with me [Apr. 8th, 2008|04:56 pm]
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