1915 WWI: Germans devastate Allies with poisonous chlorine gas attack at Ypres
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| Gas men the Germans, attacking the Allies, 1915 |
09:01
A multimedia manifesto. Other people are to blame for me shooting everyone. Forced me into a corner. You are the one with blood on your hands.
09:27
Watched a video on the web of boxing deer. Are they from Cabra, I wonder?
10:10
A crocodile cannot stick its tongue out.
11:03
Liberated up to Heaven. Going for the record this year: Sixteen people have been killed on Irish roads since the beginning of the Easter bank holiday weekend last Friday. They were all British soldiers and black and tans, obviously and the middle class, arch-conservative Rebels that we are, we ambushed them with our nothing at alls.
11:07
Dubs in a fight at the big game yesterday. Melee. Creep sneaking around downstairs looking to break in. Dirt everywhere. Paradise.
11:27
D'economy is great, so it is.
- D'centralisation is a d'saster, so it is.
A low mumble comes in from across the table as the opposing candidate interrupts. Saturnine low notes threaten to unseat his train of thought. They let them talk on and on sideways and beneath his breath in the studio like a fulminating dragon.
12:02
BREAKING: Bertie Blair speaketh off the Mainland in the historic first address by an Irish Taoiseach to the House of Commons in London:
12:05
We're all affectionate now. The Tagues and the Orangies. Bertie recalls the time he came into a meeting blubbing. (He must have washed an anorak.) But he kept with it.
12:16
"Sissifuss." (A case of?)
12: 17
Sissiphus with de rock up a hill. He needed a dig out dere from de gods.
12:18
Catilick. 800 years. Dis generation expecially.
12:20
Hundrids of thousints. Brishish cih-izens.
12:23
(Import-export economic geography lesson ensues.)
12:24
Evry imagrinal fee-ild.
12:25
Inattractable problems. Overcome.
12:26
(Tony Blair made a better fisht of the Gaelic (on teeshock) than An Taoiseach did.) Done. Can't believe Bertie just set the seal on Partition. What a fucker. Republican me arse. It's the end of the Republican dream. Sad bastard.
12:34
The ultimate Fine Gaeler, Inda was red-faced with frustrated rage. He would have loved to be the one to call the rump Free State official.
15:19
Hammer hits 7.5 on the richter scale. My desk shakes.
22:27
Past the threshold, PR Crone uttering the word robust and machine guns about something said against her clients.
22:50
Crone: "Here's a lot of money. It was the FF. Very clever people. They made us an offer we couldn't refuse. You won't work for anybody else. Grimalidi rang from the opposite clan. My hands were tied. They lost the beef."
