Irish EyesTook a look at some of my favorite Irish blogs this afternoon and came up with some winning posts:
Richard Delevan
has a humorous bit on "whataboutery" (my favorite new word of 2005) and other subjects.
We like to think of ourselves as offensive on an equal-opportunity basis, and as a "fascist neocon Yank" whose ancestry includes Jackeens, Culchies, Dirty Fenian Taigs, Murdering Proddy Bastards, Kikes, Micks, Limeys, Cheese-Eating Surrender-Monkeys and Hunkies (that last being a '50s slur against Hungarian-Americans that sicGrandma would've heard, but which we had to look up in the Racial Slur Database) we feel comfortable with a wide range of targets, delivered nonetheless with affection.I'm not generally prejudiced myself, but when it comes to them lowdown Culchies....
Mick Fealty (Slugger O'Toole) is
looking for contributions to finance his coverage of the Parliamentary elections in Northern Ireland.
Twenty Major is
applying for the job of Pope:
Let me begin by saying that although my experience of regular day to day churchery is maybe not quite at the level you might normally consider acceptable for a highly prized gig like this I am quite an accomplished orator as Jimmy the Bollix and any of the lads down at my local will tell you.Speaking of the Pope, Eamonn Fitzgerald does
some speculating:
What about a youngster (well, under 65) to connect with the internet age? Or what about an oldster who won't be around too long but who'll make it easier for the next guy to finally escape from John Paul's shadow?That last bit is quite interesting. I was thinking about college basketball coaches last night. Many have noted how hard it is to replace a legend; nobody's yet really filled John Wooden's shoes at UCLA. Matt Doherty was unable to handle Dean Smith's job, but by being the transitional coach to Roy Williams, he may have set the stage for the renewal of the dynasty.
