Flowing from my online debate last night that derailed the previous day’s blog post, tonight’s topic will be a completely irreverent and ridiculous discussion of trolling on social media. I have serious thoughts on the topic too, but they are going to be saved for another post. Before we go any further, I must warn…
This blog entry started out as a short Facebook post I was typing out while heading to work this morning. It was just meant to be a quick repost of an article one of my friends posted that I found illuminating, but as sometimes happens when I start writing, whether on the go or at…
I have managed to keep fairly quiet about recent events in America on my Facebook and elsewhere, other than commenting on some posts by other people, but not because I don’t have anything to say. In fact the problem is the opposite – I have too much to say. Too much to feel. Too much…
I’ve decided that every person elected to a public office, from local level all the way up to the top, should be required to take a college-level course of government ethics and then take refresher course every five years in order to maintain eligibility to hold the said public office. The final test might even…
I was back at work today after a tumultuous week full of hospitals and doctors’ visits and drugs for the whole family. It was a pretty ordinary day, but a few colleagues did stop to wish me a happy Fourth of July, or a happy Independence Day. The office canteen served up American style pancakes…
I was catching up on my Facebook feed this morning and finally spotted an explanation of why I was seeing a sudden glut of references to Carrie Fisher. I had not realised that her autopsy report had been made public, revealing that she had cocaine, heroin, and ecstasy in her system at the time of her death.…
I would first of all like to say that this post was planned before I woke up this morning to the events in Manchester City. I dithered about changing the topic. Something really somber? Something else entirely that’s 100% feel-good? In the end, I went with what I planned originally because it’s actually terrifyingly topical,…
Back when Hawkeye was about five months, one of my far-flung friends sent me a link to a New York Times article about the Irish inventor of something called “Sugru“. I found it to be a fascinating read, but I was still deep in the fog of exhaustion from never sleeping more than three hours at a time and…
Sometime in 2015 I spotted a pair of these street signs at the entrance to Dame Lane in Dublin. I was with a friend. We laughed. I took photos. We moved on. This incident may have been consigned to the dustbin of my memory and back pages of my social media archives were it not for…
I had thought to make my 100th post of my #100happydays something special but in the end, it turned out to be yet another very small thing (comfy slippers!) prompting a slightly greater reflection on family and visitors. I’m not sorry. I’m also not sorry that this is going to be a very, very long…
The Feathered Rose 