Fianna Fáil killed 368 people last year

Fianna Fail along with successive incompetent Irish governments have killed countless people on Irish roads over the years. I'm sick to my balls of shitty adds telling us to slow down. Lets take a look at the latest effort, which is like a scene from Fair Shitty:



Two love birds sitting on a wall, with hair so perfect (seriously, which ones the girl?) while the loan ranger rides around in the background. Bang! They get stuck together by a flying Honda Civic; Bella Lugosi in a black hat looks on. The Judge damns Judas Boy Racer to hell uttering the line "they say the guy without the seat belt did the damage" whoops, I mean "Its quite clear that you were driving too fast to cope with the unexpected!" What the judge meant to say of course was "You were forced to quickly overtake a cretinous old cunt, driving erratically and showing no respect for the road users behind them. The road in question was of a quality typically found in Ireland, i.e. shite, narrow and twisty, laden with potholes and soft margins, its a miracle it hasnt killed more people in the past. I am forced to punish you but in reality its Bertie Aherns balls I should be cutting off!"

I accept that speed is the killer, but its relative to the quality of the carriageway. On certain roads in Ireland, 40kph could be classed as "speeding". Bad roads cause the accidents to begin with. We had clear proof of this earlier in the week with the tragic news of 2 people killed on the N11 in Co. Wicklow. Whats truly shocking is that this same stretch of road has seen 22 accidents on it in this year alone. Think about it, one portion of a road in, less than four months has had 22 accidents occur on it. Shall we blame speeding again? Of course we will, oh and didnt you know, speeding gives you cancer too!

The nub of the problem in Ireland is simple, in fact, it was highlighted in the add above. Overtaking is the most dangerous thing you perform regularly on the road, and we here in Ireland are forced to do it on most roads daily. Motorways should have been carved into the Irish landscape years ago. They are just so much safer to drive on; they let the slower and more cautious drivers travel without the stress induced by single carriageways and they let the more confident driver progress at their own speed, safely. Proof of their safety came recently when two massive pile ups occurred on motorways in Dublin due to fog. Out of all the carnage, involving up to 70 vehicles, unfortunately one woman did loose her life, but try to imagine the death toll if these incidents happened on a national road. Its unthinkable really.

People will always drive dangerously, no matter what you drum into them. The only sure way of achieving a safe constant is to provide a safe surface for them to drive upon, and until a more serious acceptance of the quality of the roads being to blame for accidents in Ireland, I will continue to ignore and ridicule Irish Road Safety campaigns.


How the add should have ended

The title of this post was designed with just one purpose, to catch your attention. Just like the initiative in Co. Louth, where they put wrecks of cars on the side of the road with the sign "Slow down, or you could be next". Excellent idea, lets cause a few more accidents by curious drivers rubber-necking.

Picture of the Week



Picture of the Week has returned but this time its one of my own pictures. I've decided to nominate one picture I take every week to be the best. I can see this lasting oh, one whole week before I give up. Anyway, I took this picture in Fermoy today, following a truck (choosing to avoid the M8) with some kooky shit stuck to the back. What I love about truck driving is that you can put any old whack on your truck and it looks cool. Poor old spongebob is contorted into an S-Hook and I think babys going to need more than a spoon of calpol to sort it self out.

Tesla invented DC!?


"This banjo runs on evil DC!

I was listening to Pat Kenny on the radio this morning while driving to collect a few bits and pieces for work. On comes this folkish song with odd lyrics; a song about Nikola Tesla. I'm a great fan of Tesla's work, and champion him whenever I can. It therefore horrified me when the composers and performers of the song made some horrendous erroneous comments about Tesla, in the interview with Pat following the song.

The song, "Tesla's Hotel Room...", was performed by a duo called "The Handsome Family", and was a blend of American country folk "ding a ling ding ding" music that I dont have much time for. The interview commenced and the woman of the band started talking about how great Tesla was and all the wonderful things he invented. How nice, I thought. She then stunned me by suddenly saying that Tesla invented DC while Edison invented AC electrical systems. This is incorrect, its the other way around but her musical partner concurred with her. Fair enough, you might thing, just a little slip of the tongue or fart from the brain, but what she actually said was "Tesla lost to [evil] Edison, Tesla invented DC but Edison invented AC electricity which we all use today". This struck me as monumentally awful! Here you have a band singing about Tesla's greatness, the inventions and discoveries he made that are unknown to most people, and then they give the credit of AC electricity, which perhaps was the greatest invention in modern times, to his peer Thomas Edison! Edison, the man who electrocuted cats with AC to prove how evil and deadly it was compared to his DC system!

It gets worse, look at the lyrics to the song:

"Edison and Westinghouse
in silk brocade
ate oysters Rockerfeller
with French champagne

But Tesla grew thin
eating only saltines
going days in his lab
Without any sleep"

WTF!? Tesla went into AC business with Westinghouse, he was the main financial backer of the system, just because Tesla didnt want to be rich is no reason to say that Edison and Westinghouse were in cahoots with each other, lording it up together big time, while Tesla starved to death. Tesla and Westinghouse bitterly fought against Edison in the "War of Currents".

Following this, Pat then asked if they had any other interests, yerwanno pipes up again "I'm really into dark matter". Listen love, try having a bit more interest in the "grey matter" first!

300 - A review


"Onward, my brave Hawkmen!"

Good movie; I liked it. Thats my review.

To the cretins frequenting hovels like the IMDB forums, complaining that its not accurate:

1) Its a movie...

2) ... based on a comic

3) If you actually watched the film and werent so busy trying to whack off to King Leonidas's crotch shots, you would have noticed that the story was being told by a Spartan warrior. I'll highlight the important words there, "story" and "spartan warrior". Do you think there might have been some slight hyperbole in his recounting of events?

Also note: its about time we had a decent bearded protagonist in a film, none of that hip Johnny Depp face-weed shite! Gerard Butler just wishes he was Brian Blessed.



There's been some recent interest in this photograph of mine, so I decided to dig out the negative and rescan it. The scratches I spoke of earlier aren't as bad as I thought but they still would ruin a larger print.

Ebay Poker

Anybody ever play ebay poker? I'm sure they must have, ebay poker is the name I've given to it. Basically you bid on auctions you have no intent on winning, your aim is to make the eventual buyer pay as high a price as you can. It's a bit like a shill bid only youre not working for the seller, youre just a malicious old bastard acting out your fantasy of being a politician, screwing the tax payer for every penny!

You can tell the good auctions to go for, mid interest items with a group of bidders each trying to out do each other, or specialist items running low on time with just one bidder who's an obvious fanatic, like for example, a star wars item being bid on by a user called "jedifreak69". There are two types of poker player, those who continue to up the price by a euro each time, and those who perhaps like to breeze around like the duke, flashing a single high bid on one item, leaving behind a melee of nerds each feverishly increasing their maximum bid price on a baggie of Martin Kemp's hair.

Thats the ultimate roulette auction game, playing "the maximum bid". If you see an item with just one bidder, you have a good chance that they have set a maximum bid. You just have to keep increasing your bid by the lowest denomination until your nerve goes. If you do end up being the highest bidder, it wont be by much and the chances are that the original bidder will outbid you again and probably set a new maximum bid once more, so the fun continues.

Another variation is to bid on an item with 0 bidders, and hope that someone will outbid you. I don't like that game so much, you tend to end up with a lot of junk around your house.

Its so satisfying to come back to an ended auction, seeing that there were only two bidders, yourself and the winner, and knowing that the winner paid a higher price just because of you acting the bollocks! Its not a crime, its a service to the seller!

Learn Something New Everyday


Describe the scene above

If you used the term "whale tail" then you need read no more. For those of you struggling, I present to you a website I found while searching through suitable images for the Dick Roache post, www.whale-tail.com. So exposed thongs are referred to as whale tails eh, and this all originated in Edinburgh did it?

Most of the images in the galleries get a description and are assigned a rating. The following is the text given for the above photograph:

" fridge thong, the chick should definatly lay of the candy/lollies/sweets (whatever you call them where ever you are) that are lying on the kitchen bench.
Shape: 7, damn nice curve of that thong
Height: 6, up there on her round hips
Jeans: 4, not showing much crack
Overal: 17/30 "


Well hey, each to their own! I still think cameltoe should be pronounced cam-elt-oe as it sounds far more exotic. I do wonder if women would like their bottoms being associated with whales though.

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More photographs I took around the same time as these

Ghost Road Toll Increase

To use the primary road from Cork to Dublin… primary as in main, national, government classified “non-boreen” road from Cork to Dublin, has suddenly gone up another 10c to €1.70. Where has this come from!? The road is only open a wet day and they’re already increasing the toll. Seems to me like they are suffering from a lack-of-use-itus! And the crafty whores decided to increase the price on the busy bank holiday weekend, with everyone running around the country just because the clouds parted for a few days. I wouldn’t be surprised if it goes back to €1.60 after this weekend!

I’ve just come through there now. I usually bring a clove or two of garlic when going through the toll booths at night, just to keep the blood suckers at a distance, but with the sun today I figured it would be worth the risk. So driving up to the barrier with my €1.60 in my hand hanging out the window, ready to pay into the NRA collection plate, I suddenly spy the most amateurish sign stuck on the wrong side of the toll machine: “cars now €1.70”. All it was short of was it to be written in crayon. So I feverishly look around the cockpit, check my jeans, fumble under the car seat… for drama, I was going to say that cars were queuing behind me, but in reality there wasn’t even one beside me! I found another 10c, and fucked the whole lot into the basket. When the barrier went up, I gave the NRA another two presents: 2 solid black lines of rubber! With the close confines of the toll booth creating such a wonderful reverb, it really is quite satisfying to smoke up the tires coming out of it!
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