Did you watch the All-Ireland Football Final? I did but I don’t think Jim Allister did, because never mind Croke Park and Jarlath Burns and Jarly Óg, Jim is very offended that the GAA would name a GAA cup after a ‘terrorist’.
And how did you find the opening ceremony of the Olympics? I did, and maybe I nodded off during the offensive bit, because I found the whole thing totally, completely, deeply boring. Those boats, lads, were not a great idea. Nor was the rain.
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The opening ceremony had some really good bits like Celine Dion but it had to shoe horn in big bearded blokes dressed as women. Not a pretty sight. The lampooning of Da Vinci’s Last Supper could be categorised as art although I would call it anti Catholic. Each to their own. Luckily we Christians are taught to turn the other cheek. Some other faiths might not have reacted like that so they weren’t insulted.
Jim is from an era where the peelers would have laid into those uppity taigs and given them a good thrashing with their cudgels. As a young boy growing up in the Stormont regime Jim could have harboured ambitions of being PM or Attorney General of his wee country. The outbreak of the conflict put an end to that. So when Jim thinks back to the old days, RUC, B specials, discrimination and gerrymandering, he has to be depressed. Now there are no jobs for the boys and the police have to try to serve everybody fairly. To paraphrase the great Oscar Wilde you would need a heart of stone not to laugh.