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Shay Healy has written a poem on the state of Ireland’s financial crisis. Enjoy.

 

1. If Finn Mac Cool came back again
I wonder what he’d say
When he sees the state of chassis
That old Ireland’s in today
Nearly half a million on the dole
Who’s next to join the queue
It’s possible the bird shit
Is about to land on you

We were sold out by the builders
Buying land up left and right
They were borrowing in millions
To the bankers great delight
Cos the bonuses were flying round
Like snuff would at a wake
Oh one half of them was giving
With the other half on the take

2. Twas on September 28th
A meeting was convened
Both BOI and AIB
We’re up the creek it seemed
The meeting never happened
Brian Cowen, the Taoiseach swore
But he’s just another liar, and he should be shown the door.

And along with Mary Harney and her fucked up H.S.E.
The should put those assholes on a raft and push,
them out to see
Cos there’s old folk lying on trollies
And there’s helpless children dying
But no one’s prepared to take the blame
And no one will resign.

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“Lifesize Homeless Person”

This is fascinating. I found it on YouTube this morning by pure chance, as I was looking at this excellent short documentary on the homeless of the city, which focuses on the man you can often find opposite Grafton Street with a chalked message. This was hiding in the related videos.

The project below comes from YouTuber shotak2929 and almost as fascinating as the lifesize model is the way in which Dubliners react to it, often gawking and in some cases interfering with what at first appears to be a real individual. At one point, we see a young lad steal from it. Well done to all involved, the project is certainly thought-provoking.

“This is my end of year project for 1st year in National College of Art and Design, Ireland. The concept of this piece is to let people react to it in their own ways to create the space or the atmosphere between viewer and sculpture.

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This Thursday sees myself DJ Carax (Punky Reggae Party), old friend DJ Welfare (Kaboogie! / Dubculture) and main man Andy Culture (Worries Outernational) take on the might of Anthrophe and his Soundtracksforthe.com rabble of unwashed bloodclots. Hope to see you there.

From 8:30pm, we’ll be showing two documentaries: Rave Against The Machine (20mins) and then Summer of Rave 1989 (60mins). The music kicks off at 10:30pm.

DJ Carax vs. Antrophe
(10.30 – 11.15) (11.15 – 12.00) 

DJ Rodfather vs. Andy Culture
(12.00 – 12.45) (12.45 – 1.30)

Psymonok vs. DJ Welfare
(1.30 – 2.15) (2.15 – 3.00)

This will be free in before 10.30pm and a fiver after that BUT you have to put your name down here to avail of this. If you are coming in late then, mention this guestlist to the door staff.

Lookleft Magazine issue 4 is out now. It is available from Eason’s, and also around the city from a number of independent bookshops and news vendors. We’ve got some bits and pieces in it. Jaycarax from this parish provides some nice bits, and the lead article from Aindrias Ó Cathasaigh in the form of ‘The Legacy Of Connolly’ makes for excellent reading. The cover, if I may say so, is a cracker.

Over at History Ireland, I’ve got a spread on the recent History Ireland Hedge School series, including the recent ‘Punks Or Posters’ event outside the Phibsborough Library. The issue includes a brilliant piece from Louis Cullen on the historical precedents for our current recession, and an article from Fergus Whelan entitled ‘Oliver Cromwell: Father of Irish Republicanism?’. We’ll keep you up to date on the Hedge School series here at Come Here To Me.

Lookleft Magazine is online here.
History Ireland is online here.

Fantasists.

A pipe dream is a fantastic hope or plan that is generally regarded as being nearly impossible to achieve, originating in the 19th century as an allusion to the dreams experienced by smokers of opium pipes.

Just got linked to the Metro North Facebook page. Check this stuff out.

The gem of a picture that accompanies this piece was spotted in Friday’s Metro by a good mate of mine. Now, I know the domestic season is over, the cup final done and dusted (with a deserved victory for Sligo Rovers, and their ex- Bohs talisman Joe Ndo) but this takes the biscuit, really pushing us as a nation of barstoolers to the limit. We often wax lyrical on here about the League of Ireland, no it doesn’t draw the masses, and no, its not always sexy. But its ours, and thats what counts. So seeing ads like this is a real slap in the face for the League- Football is not much better when watched from a pub, its much better watched from the steps of the Jodi Stand in Dalymount Park, or the shed in Richmond Park, even the bloody lego stand in Tolka Park is better than a pub.

Football is certainly not much better when watched from a pub. Photo credit, Ciarán Mangan

With the season over, I’ll miss the football. And considering our current predicament, this time next year I could be saying I’m missing Bohs. The thoughts of it are depressing. We are in danger but fans are rallying behind the club. Donations are coming in fast, and some very generous ones at that. Even a bunch of Sligo Rovers fans passed on some money on Sunday to go towards the €300, 000 needed for us to retain our license for next season. More of a reason to have cheered for the Bit o’ Red yesterday. I’ll do another piece on the subject later in the week but as well as the donations, there’s a fundraising night and a monster raffle being held in The Phoenix Bar, Dalymount Park this Saturday night, details here. I’d urge, not only Bohs fans but all LOI fans to drop in. I know we joke about “the league needs a strong Rovers,” but where would we really be without Dalymount Park? The original home of Irish Football, and a place that truly deserves National Monument status.

So that’s why when I was sent that picture above, a number of feelings stirred in me. Pity, for those who remain oblivious to their own national League. Contempt for the same people. Anger, at the short-sightedness of the advertisement. And sadness, that only if some of those the article targets made the effort to come to LOI games, clubs like Bohs, and Shams, Derry and Cork before them wouldn’t be in the situations they are/were in. You can stick your barstools where the sun doesn’t shine. Football is much better when watched from the steps of Block G.

Below are some scans from the Annual Report of the Dublin Fire Department, as the service was known, in 1913. It details the work carried out by the fire service in 1913. The scans below offer some interesting insight into what was going on in the city at the time.

The report is signed off Thomas P. Purcell, Chief Officer. It was concluded on March 6th at Central Station,Tara Street.

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Well done MadamK, you’ve done it again.

This is the Irish economy between the time they came up with the idea for this show and now.

Jesus, those lads in RTE are going to be hard pressed for spots now. Shebeen Chic, Pygmalion and The Market Bar all featured in the first episode of Fade Street. This was more or less marketed as ‘The Irish Hills‘, but my reason for watching it was more an interest in how the city herself was presented, and not the four protagonists.

I’d told a couple of mates I was going to watch this with the aim of a little write-up, and the texts come in thick and heavy. One of the lads is such a student his gaff is tellyless, and he comes down hard on the whole thing. “It’s about as real as The Rock and The Undertaker having a scrap on top of a steel cage” he reckons. Another seems to like it. Facebook is divided.

They’ve done more than borrow a basic idea from The Hills, they’ve basically gone for the exact same plots. God forbid anyone worked in a shop, here we have a couple of interns that are living in a city centre Dublin apartment. Interning, as many students know all too well, is working for free.That ain’t gonna pay the rent. Montrose will.

This isn’t documentary, or mockumentary, but acting-passed-off-as-real-lifeumentary. “Do you want to come in and see the apartment? Sure, follow me” We follow them up the stairs into the new apartment. The cameraman is there before us, and films them coming up the stairs. Likewise, when the boss rings (from the style magazine), RTE have a camera set up in her office. Handy! There is very little ‘real’ about what you’re watching you think.

One thing I do like is the camera work. Dublin looks great here. I can see a good few ‘Come Here To Me types’ (we don’t refer to readers as ‘Come Here To Me types’, swear) watching it for this stuff alone.

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With all this weeks madness keeping us busy, I neglected to plug the visit to Dublin of an exceptionally talented lyricist and rap artist, a woman who Scroobius Pip has lauded from the high heavens and who tore the Electric Picnic a new one with her performance last summer. I’m talking about Kate Tempest. Brought to my attention by my brother a few months back, I had a listen to a couple of her tracks on youtube and was blown away.

Kate Tempest visits Dublin this Sunday

Slam poetry is something that you either get or don’t. I never really got it until I heard a man by the name of Marty Mulligan stun The Stables in Mullingar into silence with a four minute piece sometime back in 2003 or 2004. So when I heard that himself and my brother were bringing her over, I’ll admit it and say I was f*cking chuffed.

Influenced equally by a love of hip hop and a love of great literature Kate Tempest is a rapper,… poet and playwright. She has performed consistently and comprehensively since she began rapping in battles at 16.
Since then she has continued to develop her skills as a writer and a performer, and has made a name for herself in the UK hip hop, spoken word and live music scenes.

She’s visiting Kelly’s in Galway at 8.30 tomorrow (Friday 12th) and The Stables, Mullingar at 10.00 on Saturday before making her way up to us here in Dublin on Sunday.

She’s hitting the new Grand Social (used to be Pravda, I look forward to seeing what they replaced the murals with) at 8.15pm for a half hour set before heading down to Block T in Smithfield where she’s onstage at 9.45. Trust me folks, you need to see this. I know it’s short notice but tell everyone you know… there’s a Tempest a comin’.

The Facebook event page is here.

This quote is not in relation to last week’s police violence at the student demonstration but instead is taken from The Irish Times editorial of May 14, 1968. It is in reference to a Garda baton charge on 50 supporters of the Dublin Housing Action Committee, most of whom were students, outside City Hall the night before. The attack left three protesters needing hospital treatment.

The baton-charge on City Hall was the start of one of the most eventful weeks, in one of the most eventful years of radical student politics in Dublin.

A couple of days after, Gardai attacked around a dozen members of the left-wing group The Internationalists, outside Trinity Library, who were protesting against the visit of the Belgian King and Queen. The violence was prompted after the police took exception to the student’s banner which read ‘Lumumba – Killed by Belgian Imperialism’.

The sight of police beating students on campus along with the uninformed press coverage that followed prompted an almost spontaneous demonstration against police brutality. Over a thousand students marched on Pearse Street police station the day after. (This has to be one of the biggest anti-police brutality marches in Dublin’s history). After reading out a letter of protest, they marched on the Independent House on Middle Abbey Street to voice their anger at the way the Evening Herald covered the story.

The newspaper reports show an eerily similar rundown of events to what happened at the student protest last week.

“… a group of peaceful demonstrators, including students, were carrying on a picket when, without provocation, Gardai moved in and physically manhandled them. Many of these Gardai were without visible identification numbers. In the ensuing fracas is (sic) seems many Gardai used methods which would justify the use of the term ‘police brutality'” – Mr. Alan H Matthews (President, TCD SRC). The Irish Times, May 14, 1968 (Note: Alan is now a Professor of Economics at TCD)

“… But there are too many accounts by reliable witnesses of acts of unnecessary roughness and sometimes brutality by individual guards to make the most recent complaint seem frivolous” – Editorial, The Irish Times May 14, 1968

“Later in Grafton street students were again manhandled. We deplore as police brutality this needless use of force involving the striking of students and onlookers. We must further protest at the inaccuracy of the press reports.” – Labour Party, TCD. The Irish Times, May 16, 1968
 

If anyone has photographs or memories from this period of student protests, please get in touch.

These two articles may also be of interest:

+ A brief look at UCD’s radical history from 1968-70; The move to Belfield and the ‘Gentle Revolution’.

+ One activist’s account of student politics in TCD in the 1980s; http://anarchism.pageabode.com/andrewnflood/dublin-student-activism-tcd-1980s

It’s a rare occurence these days that I stay in Dublin on a Saturday night and am still able to get up bright and early on the Sunday morning. Having spent yesterday in a dark basement singing/ screeching with a guitar strapped to my back,  drinking someone elses beer (cheers Chris lad,) I decided to take a stroll around the city and take a few pictures, it being a lovely morning and all. A guesstimate on Google Maps afterwards worked out at 7.8 kilometres. Not bad for a mornings work.

Dublin on a sunny Sunday morning. Nowhere in the world comes close.

All the threat of floods, gale force winds and rain seem to be out by a day or so, there was no sign of it on my adventures…

Hadn't seen these before, up there with the new Bertie ones.

Political stickers are making a resurgence in Dublin, it makes for a change, lampposts that were once covered in stickers from obscure Eastern European Ultras groups now sport piss-takes of Bertie, Brian Cowen and the rest…

 

I love this one, from around the back of Shebeen Chic.

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