A person once said to me that you can’t climb a mountain with downhill thoughts. This is not only true in life, but also can be literally applied to- you guessed it, folks- climbing an actual mountain! With the new year just beginning and fad diets and illuminous lycra in full swing, there is no…
As much as it pains me to write this at the beginning of my piece that is literally arguing against Valentine’s Day: I don’t have anything against celebrating Valentine’s Day. Okay, so it’s commercialised; it’s a huge money-making fake holiday that capitalism made up so the chocolate companies could make a killing and the supermarkets…
An argument in favour of Valentine’s Day is something I never thought I’d write. I have previously spent years gone by hating on the hallmark holiday. But now, finding myself in the precarious position of being in a long-term relationship, the targeted ads, the pressure surrounding the card the presents etc. is beginning to rear…
Graham Linehan, if you haven’t heard by now, appeared on RTE’s Primetime, being interviewed on the topic of a new bill proposed, discussing lowering the age one can get a certificate of gender recognition. Linehan was a script writer for Father Ted. He has since taken to twitter as a hobby, making a name for…
Last week, shaving company Gillette set the internet ablaze with the latest marketing campaign to touch on social issues. At first, I completely ignored the outrage and the ad entirely. I had initially thought the serially offended left had once again reared its ugly head and were in the process of starting yet another boycott….
Theresa May reminds me of a wounded antelope that is just after surviving yet another savage attack from hyenas and lions. The poor antelope is haemorrhaging blood, she is tired from running from the chasing pack, and just wants to find some clean, nutritious water in the shape of an acceptable deal for all parties…
When I was asked out by my first boyfriend, an older, married friend took me aside. Most people’s reactions had been either congratulatory or involved sex jokes, or both. But my friend had a somber expression, and she was not discouraging but earnest in what she told me. “Be careful,” she said, “No matter what…
Very few people are out canvassing for less British people to be allowed into the country, pointing to the Brits for stealing our jobs and marrying our women, or arguing that the Brits are coming over here for the express purpose to go on the dole. These people, of course, are wrong. The British are…
Growing up in Northern Ireland in the constituency of South Down, I have always been frustrated by the way politics has been conducted. But I was disgusted to see Arlene Foster open the door to the Good Friday Agreement being sacrificed for Brexit, saying that it was not “sacrosanct”. Over 3,600 people died in the…
Recently, a friend of mine told me a story – that I imagine he found on the internet – that irked me greatly. In the story, a Philosophy Professor arranges a test for her students and, when the students arrive, the Professor places a chair down in front of them and asks them to prove…