1913 Grand Central Station opens, NYC, world's largest train station
09:22Chunks of block swallowed up by time. Motorists advised to avoid M50 northbound because of long delays. And go where? They're blockaded.
09:30
After a sleepless night being disturbed by large numbers of empty tins rollicking down the hill in the wind, I awake to discover the source. There, sitting on my neighbours' step, popping Dutch Gold, my beero/wino friends on the AM shift. Black eyes and black rings around them also. Bitter start to the cool day.
09:34
Well if it isn't one thing it's another!
Gardai target knife crimes as stabbing fatalities rise10:05
Arron Nevillle. Good night. Soulful religious shit. Niiiiiiice. Beats the sound of deconstruction to my left and construction to my right. Walking in the valley of the shadow of death.
10:10
To someone standing on Pluto, the Sun would appear no brighter than Venus does in our evening sky.
10:47
The Dubs are out front of me with diggers and hammers knocking out houses and hotels. Meanwhile, behind me, the lads have moved out of the flat next door and the girls have moved in. They kicked out a couple of bags of empty beer cans and turned on the music. Instead of shouts there's shrieks. Pat has angsty stuff on about abortion and is subtly scoffing about pro-abortionists. He's still freaking out about lightbulbs.
10:51
Not being either way on the debate I'm disgusted by the discussion. There's a suave, sophisticated man on from Europe somewhere who's advocating the open consideration of the subject of abortion. There's a woman on from Ireland who is waiting, just waiting for him to say something so she can jump down his throat and call him a murderer. She's barely able to refrain from becoming emotional, nay, emotive.
13:07
Don't come crying to me with your new moan i yah or whatever d'fuck.
13:11
The professional standards on some radio stations are abysmal. Sound levels too low, calls being dropped, buttons being pressed. Jingles cue while someone is talking. Dead air. Two ad breaks coming along at once.
13:18
Some capo called Tom Tank handed money to Bertie the Prime Minister along with Paddy the Pipefitter, Barney the Dinosaur and Bob the Builder. His name comes up now and again in controversial circumstances. He's a player.
13:29
Ireland has the worst attrition rate for rape cases and the worst delays in bringing hearings forward (73 weeks) anywhere. The situation could be alleviated with better (case) management.
13:43
Tom Tank's building company was wound up today with a million in debts. Time to give him a dig out, Bertanza? Here's a job, Tom. On the Port Authority.
13:46
JOERADIO: So they're now starting work at four a.m.?
CALLER: Before that. I only woke up at four. The concrete pumps going full tilt. Floodlights.
JOE: Big Builder Business.
CALLER: Rang the Corpo, nobody home. Rang the cops, they said ring the Corpo. Saw a lady running out in her nightgown freaking with them. I was going to go down but I didn't do nothing.
13:49
CALLER: Is that legal and can they get away with it? If I was playing music at 4 A.M. the cops would call to my door.
13:54
CALLER: I takes me 3 hours to get out of bed to go to mass in the morning. I have to drag meself across the floor. I have low blood pressure. Rheumatoid. Broken shoulder. Can't even butter a bit of bread. I feel like giving up. That's my sentiments. Why am I here suffering like this? God is the only thing that keeps me going.
14:24
(Joeradio has a buzzer under his seat that goes off every 30 seconds to remind him to go "mmm" while someone is wittering on about some injury or failed wedding or other self-consuming misery.)
14:56
Gulp. A psychiatrist drowned her own daughter in a fit of anxiety. Janey. What hope have the rest of us so?
14:58
A woman distressed with the brutal hospital treatment her dead son got, and she shattered on the radio. Her painful testimony clangs like a cracked bell across the shadowed land. Anyone who was feeling good or attempting to is now feeling defuckingpressed. Blooney cues at 15:00. Even he feels stupid saying "We'll meet the traders on Moore Street and we'll hear about a fight from 1923." As well he should.
15:07
It's happened. Tooney has taken his radio roadshow show down to the office Canteen and the microphones points to fellow staff members, talking about what they're having for lunch.
18:23
Saddam's half brother crooked. It's familialthic cleansing.
18:26
"The gang spoke with Dublin accents." That means Northside accents. Now sitting there, looking at the strongbox and smoking John Player Blue, trying not to get the cash covered in green paint.
18:30
Failte Ireland (The Welcome to Ireland (Tourist) Board) were locked out of their building this morning (due to a staff strike.) A union spokesperson asserts that Ireland Of The Welcome's management style is "My Way or the Highway."
18:33
Ireland's key educational publishers' family, Folens, is up on insinuations of Nazi-hood in a show called Ireland's Nazis? 'Splains much about that poxy maths book I had in school and me trying to resolve the fascist equations and right wing geometry.
19:25
Old men running the music industry, on the news wondering where the money went. Bald heads shaking, ponytails and goatees flapping. Green shirts open at the neck and collars like a Concorde's wings. Old and groovy and crashed.
21:57
The great nation of Ireland has the worst life expectancy in Europe for cystic fibrosis sufferers. The "Health Service Executive" are saying chronic problems in the hospitals are the winter's fault. Winter was not predicted and it's not in the budget. So everyone must wait in the hall in the dirt and die ten years younger than anywhere else.
22:10
Ohmyfg the best website of the day:
http://www.dickipedia.org/
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