The state of us…

December 1, 2009 at 12:45 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

While watching the excellent Frontline last night I was reminded of a conversation I had once with a security guard in the A&E department of the Mater Hospital. He reckoned if there was a natural disaster in Dublin, a terrorist attack, a plane crash or a disaster like Hillsborough well then they may as well bolt the doors of A&E closed as they haven’t the capacity, or the plans in place, to deal with anything like that. They barely get through a normal week and every Saturday night is a warzone anyway.

The reason I was reminded of that conversation is this. On The Frontline last night it became very clear that there was no semblance of a masterplan to deal with the flooding we’ve seen hit the land in the past week. And no one will take any responsibility for the lack of foresight and the even greater lack of a plan to cope with it once it had happened. The ESB blame someone else. Likewise the Dept of the Environment. As do the IFA. No one has the balls to say we fucked up, let’s deal with it and make sure it doesn’t happen again. And it’s hugely disconcerting because it’s the same for everything that has gone wrong in recent times in Irish society. From the banks to the church but most of all our political leaders. Nobody has a plan. Nobody’s in charge. The country is crumbling and nobody has the strength of character or vision to step up and say I know where we’ve been and I know where we’re going.

Today the new-fangled Lisbon Treaty came into force, redefining the future of the European Union. And it can’t come a day too soon because here in Ireland we’re clearly not capable of governing ourselves. We need a plan. And I can only hope Europe can provide it because under the stewardship of Brian Cowen, Mary Coughlan et al (oh and not forgetting our merry band of unions) we’re sinking fast.

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Then you go and spoil it all…

November 30, 2009 at 8:18 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , )

… by saying something stupid like “can we be the 33rd team at the world cup?”

For fuck’s sake John Delaney. It was never gonna happen but at least the world was on our side. But then you go and make us look like fucking eejits again and it’s on CNN, BBC, SKY etc. Dammit.

And you make Roy Keane’s views seem almost rational, credible even. That’s some feat.

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Corrupt. Us? No. Inept. Us? Yes.

November 18, 2009 at 1:21 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

I write this post with a nod and a wink to Holemaster who asks, “what’s wrong with Ireland?”.

We are. Says he.

But I think we were once upon a time, ie, in the not too distant past. But not now.

Really, now we’re more clueless and badly led. By people who don’t know the first thing about governance. People who were democratically elected unfortunately. So maybe we, as a whole, are to blame on that front alone.

But to my mind, corruption requires great knowledge of the systems you’re corrupting and a certain mastery of those very systems. Our social leaders (TD’s, bankers, etc) and those who oversaw the boom, and the subsequent bust, don’t have that mastery. They’re too stupid to be corrupt. And thus they have made us the laughing stock of Europe. We’re gambling our grandchildren’s future due to their ineptitude and incompetence, not because of corruption and the nod and a wink culture.

As an aside, an article in the Irish Times yesterday states that there’s ‘little corruption’ in Ireland. In fact we’re on a par with the Germans on the world corruption table. Make of that what you will.

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To hell in a handcart…

September 16, 2009 at 11:54 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , )

NAMA this, FÁS that, John O’Donoghue acting the prick with his expenses and every other politician afraid to oust him because of their own expense abuse timebomb. We’re falling apart we really are.

I wouldn’t mind if our politicians and social leaders were merely corrupt. But corruption requires pre-meditation and an element of cleverness. What we have instead is incompetence and inefficiency. With Brian Cowen, Mary “Palin” Coughlan, Dirty Willie, and the Lenihans driving the bus that’s not gonna change any time soon.

It must be time for a change, if not a revolution. But we the electorate people stakeholders haven’t the balls to do anything about it. Even the Opposition appear not to want to get in and do anything, they’d rather Fianna Fail try and clean up their own mess it seems.

I genuinely am worried as to the state of the nation we pass on to our children and grandchildren. If this was France there’d be riots on the streets. If it was Thailand there’d be a military coup. If it was anywhere else there’d be public upheaval. But it’s not it’s Ireland. And we settle for this shit.

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The truth is in the fruit…

August 10, 2009 at 8:30 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

What hope have we got when the woman on Moore Street gives out about “NAMA this, bankers that. They’re all as bad as each other”? Then she swears blind the strawberries are Irish. “As Irish as I am”, says she.

Then I get home to find the label within the box says… “dat smaakt naar meer” with an address somewhere in the Netherlands. As Dutch as you like. Translates as “so good you want more”.

True enough, they were nice strawberries all the same. At least someone’s telling the truth.

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Sparks will fly…

July 7, 2009 at 11:34 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , )

In the course of my working life I regularly work closely with electricians. I have many friends who are electricians; many of whom are currently unemployed due to the collapse in the construction industry here. I am also strongly in favour of unions and their protection of worker’s rights.

Yet I still can not fathom the industrial action currently being taken by electricians. It’s nothing short of crazy and I can’t support it. I’ve read and heard many of their representatives’ arguments and, for me, they don’t stand up at all.

Recently I’ve willingly taken a pay cut. My salary is significantly down on last year. And my job is still not guaranteed beyond the end of the year. Lots of people are in a worse situation than me and I’m fully aware of that. We should be doing everything we can to safeguard jobs. Shame electricians don’t seem to be.

Their action is dangerous and a serious threat to employment at a time where we need to augment competitiveness and protect jobs, not be demanding 11% pay rises.

Plus electricians are paid well enough as is. €22 per hour minimum. That’s before expenses, call out charges, overtime etc are included. That sounds like a fine wage for a trade to me. In the current climate they have no real argument to put theirs and other jobs at risk by closing down sites and premises with pickets.

They really need to cop themselves on and get back to work.

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A welcomed Dublin welcome…

June 22, 2009 at 7:00 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

Having been away for the weekend I arrived back to Dublin Airport this evening from London. And the first person I spoke to was the Garda who checked my passport. I was greeted with a warm and genuine “How’s it goin’ NaRocRoc? Welcome home.” It made me smile.

There was nothing insincere about it, nothing forced. Just a strightforward greeting. But it made me feel welcomed back, regardless of the short duration of my trip abroad. And moreover it made me proud. You just don’t get that kind of warmth, that kind of sincere greeting anywhere else in the world. You just don’t.

Also it’s one of the things that makes it clear to see why Dublin was recently voted the friendliest city in Europe for the second year running in a TripAdvisor survey. “The warm welcome that travellers receive in Dublin makes the city a great choice for holiday-makers seeking both fantastic sights and friendly locals”, said TripAdvisor spokesman Luke Fredberg. Glad to hear it Luke, I really am.

From a tourism point of view our people skills, our hospitality, our charm, they are our greatest attributes. People don’t come to Dublin for the architecture and certainly not for the weather. Other cities have both in spades. And Dublin is certainly not the cleanest or most romantic city in the world. But what other cities don’t have is our sense of humour, our friendly nature, our innate welcoming ways. Granted Dublin has its problems but I for one hope we never lose our personality.

So long may our Gardaí continue to welcome people to Ireland in such a way. It’s free, it’s warm, it’s simple. And as Leonardo da Vinci put it… “simplicity is the ultimate sophistication”. Maybe that welcome typifies our own particular brand of sophistication?!?

ps. I had a rant at the very nature of airports last week so I was glad to be reminded that humanity can exist in airports. Plus I had the best blueberry muffin ever in Stansted so some of my negative feeling towards airports has been reversed.

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Fuck you Dermot Ahern…

May 23, 2009 at 11:25 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

I regularly finish work after 10pm. Which is fine by me as I’m not cut out for a 9 to 5 type routine. So far, so me.

And quite often I work 14 hour days in a relatively intense set up, which again is fine by me. I enjoy what I do and it keeps me off the streets.

After such days working sometimes I think to myself… “I’d murder a cold beer when I get home”. Just to unwind like.

And tonight is one of those nights. But unfortunately I’ve no beer in the fridge and there’s nothing I can do to remedy this.

So my problem is this… I can’t buy a beer, in a shop /off-licence etc, after ten o’clock on a Saturday night (i.e. on my way home from work) because our Minister for Justice doesn’t think I can handle that beer or two in the safety and comfort of my own home at such an hour. So instead he wants us all to go to Tesco and stock up on multi-packs of Stella for 27 cent or whatever ridiculous loss leader they put on as an incentive to get people into their stores.

Which is worse? Me picking up a beer or two after ten o’clock or people hoarding cheap beer during daytime hours to avoid having to be disappointed after dark? I know the answer to that question but unfortunately Dermot Ahern doesn’t.

So as I say… fuck you Dermot Ahern and the horse you rode in on. And don’t even get me started on your proposed fucking bejesusin’ blasphemy laws.

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Cop yourselves on people…

March 29, 2009 at 8:15 pm (Uncategorized) (, , )

Why do people from places north of Dublin say they’re going “up to Dublin”? It makes no sense at all at all, as Miley used to say.

That way they’d have to circumnavigate the globe northwards taking in both the Arctic Circle and Antartica on the way before getting “up to Dublin”. That’s a journey of some 40,000 kilometres you crazies.

Get it right is all I ask.

End of rant.

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Fuck off o2…

February 11, 2009 at 2:40 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

I have just received a text message from o2 telling me that I could get my name “printed on an Irish players actual jersey for the England rugby match”. Really?

I could “be the difference” you say? Yeah right. I’m tingling with anticipation. Off I rush to “pledge my support”. Corporate twats.

“On an Irish players actual jersey”. What kind of a gimpy statement is that? Do I look like Ross O’ bleedin Carroll Kelly? No I don’t, so fuck off o2. Don’t be annoying me.

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Fuckin’ hell, did you see that?

December 12, 2008 at 12:37 am (Uncategorized) (, , , )

Sitting at the back of the Number 34 bus as it drove through Phibsboro circa 1996.

“Fuckin’ hell, did you see that?”

“See what?”, I said.

“Just there”

“Where?”

“On the street”

“I didn’t see anything”

“For fuck sake. A black bloke”

“Ah c’mon”, I said.

“No seriously. He was walkin’ that way. And another black bloke walked right past him”

“Yeah so?”

“You didn’t fuckin’ see? They walked right by each other. And they didn’t even know each other. Fuckin’ hell”

I put my head in my hands, didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. Thankfully we’ve come on a bit since then.

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Champagne Football? I’m not so sure….

November 25, 2008 at 1:56 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

There’s an article in today’s Irish Independent which begins thus…

The drink culture in Irish soccer is woven into the fabric of our players — and successive Irish managers have had to deal with it.

This article has come about since Irish manager Giovanni Trappatoni revealed he had an altercation with Andy Reid at the Republic of Ireland team hotel in Germany after the World Cup qualifying game against Georgia on September 6th. This was just days before Ireland played Montenegro in a vital World Cup Qualifier. A game in which we drew nil-nil.

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Trappatoni, however, insists the dispute, which arose out of a number of players staying up beyond a 1am curfew, has not been a factor in his decision not to play Reid.

According to Trap, Reid was one of 10 players to break a curfew and stay in the bar of the team hotel until well beyond midnight. “It was two o’clock. We had a game in three days’ time and the table was like a pub with all the beer on it,” Trappatoni is quoted as saying. That, I must say, amazes me. I thought that kind of behaviour was all in the past.

It transpires that Reid was playing guitar and, the manager alleges, declined to call it a night, despite repeated attempts to persuade him to do so. How ridiculous is that? Trappatoni, a manager who has had such an illustrious career not being listened to by an overpaid, overweight Premiership player? For such disrespect Reid deserves to be left on the bench as he has been. In fact he’s lucky to have since been called up at all.

It’s interesting to note that both Richard Dunne and John O’Shea had gone to bed by that stage. Two players who consistently play at a higher level and command greater respect than Andy Reid.

There was also a piece in Monday’s Irish Times which gives an insight into the drinking culture that is obviously still endemic in professsional football. It relates to former Manchester United player Gerard Pique who was sold to Barcelona earlier in the summer. Piqué has since slotted nicely into a side that are currently top of La Liga. The article describes how Pique failed to understand the diet of his United team-mates. “There were some incredible things happening. Everyone was allowed to eat what they wanted and one must remember that the English diet is just like people say. Every two weeks we had to be checked out on a machine that measured the amount of fat we had in our bodies. It would be a surprise that none of the players broke the machine because of the amount of hamburgers and beer they had.”

I find this astonishing. In this era of professional football where there is so much at stake that players still drink so much, so often. They don’t seem to know the value of a good diet and the importance of proper nutrition for their conditioning. How can players be so irresponsible given the vast sums of money they are paid every week? It’s crazy.

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Even the usually reserved and understated Roy Keane has spoken out about this recently. He said last week that Irish and Scottish players must improve their lifestyles if they are to match the fitness levels of football’s top nations. “The English lads don’t seem to be too bad,” said the Sunderland boss. “The French and Spanish are good. But the players with the biggest problem in terms of changing their mentality are certainly the Irish and the Scottish players.”

Keane has obviously played at the top level for Man United, Celtic and Ireland so he’s quite qualified to speak out about this issue. “You can’t be tiring after 45, 50 minutes, not in the Premier League. You can’t do it…. Nobody should really throw that at you if you are a professional sportsperson, that you are not fit enough.” And he’s dead right. Also is it any surprise that Andy Reid is among the Irish contingent at the Stadium of Light? He’s a very talented footballer but he needs to get his act together if he can expect play a part in guiding Ireland to, or even playing at, the World Cup in South Africa in 2 years time. If a half a game every few weeks at Sunderland is the height of his ambition well then good luck to him. But he’s better than that.

And players have to let off steam I know. But they also have to make sure they are in prime condition and dare I say it, fit? I enjoy a social drink or two myself and don’t want to seem like I’m on a moral high horse. That said, I’m not an athlete representing my country abroad in the hope of qualifying for the Holy Grail that is the World Cup in 2010. We have a real chance of qualifying for South Africa. That chance will evaporate, however, if the sing-songs and booze culture continue to prevail.

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Escape to victory…

September 8, 2008 at 11:16 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , )

So the weekend that was… Sportingwise.

From Inpho / rte.ie (c)

From Inpho / rte.ie (c)

Kilkenny put on a hurling sporting masterclass. Such supreme talent from one small county. Really makes me wonder how many Olympic medals, world champions and great Irish football teams we would have had over the years had those guys not been born with hurleys in their hands? That said I wouldn’t change a thing. It’s a pleasure, like yesterday, to watch their breathtaking natural ability on show. And they will continue to dominate for a while yet. Disappointing for Waterford but they’re just not in the same stratosphere as Kilkenny. No-one is.

Great article by Tom Humphries in the Irish Times here.

From Reuters (c)

From Reuters (c)

Andy Murray outfought, and outthought, Rafael Nadal in the US Open semi final last night. A great match, some wonderful tennis played. Excellent athleticism from Murray; plus he never lost his nerve despite some thrilling comebacks from Nadal. A most enjoyable semi-final. Murray goes on to play Roger Federer in the final later tonight. Note… recent mention of Federer’s demise on these very pages might have been slightly premature!

Solid enough performance from Ireland on Saturday and a steady start to the campaign. Nothing spectacular but that’s fine for now. For the first time in a long time I felt all the way through that Ireland would win. And so it was. The obligitary hairy moment at the end when Georgia got one back but there’s reason to optimistic. Steven Reid coming back into the side is such a boost. He makes the spine of the team (ie, Given, Dunne, Reid, Keane) a lot stronger.

The first goal was the kind of goal we haven’t been scoring often enough. Some neat interplay down the right between Keane and McGeady, a good ball in and a tidy header from Doyle. Heartening stuff. Another 3 points in Montenegro on Wednesday is the order of the day.

England continued in their own inimitable vein of mediocrity with an uninspiring 2-nil win over the mighty Andorra. Be interesting to see how they get on against Croatia in Zagreb on Wednesday.

Amir Khan ended up on his arse. Breidis Prescott sent his legs a-wobbling after 25 seconds and that was the end of it. Worth a look…

I wonder if the extremely imaginative headline “Amir Khan’t” has appeared in this morning’s papers? One thing is for sure, there’ll be questions asked in Sky this morning over their decision to buy the rights to his series of fights. 40 seconds of a bout is hardly a return on their (rather large) investment.

In golf, Rory McIlroy threw away a golden opportunity for his maiden tour victory, but the wins will come. He showed he can play. More here.

And as Columbo was wont to say, just one more thing….
I walked into a shop yesterday and this jumped out at me; a sub-heading from the Sunday Independent read like this…

IRISH STUDENTS ARE SEX MAD, BOOZE MAD AND COCAINE MAD.
One cigarette is the price of oral sex in UCD.

Really? What a f*ckin rag of a paper. Not worthy of a further rant.

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