Tag Archives: Justin Bieber

Sweary’s Jaw: Ringside Tweet

  By Lisa McInerney | March 24, 2011 - 9:00 am | Celebs, Sweary's Jaw, The Culch
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Twitter was five years old the other day, and the whole virtual landscape flowered with congratulations and early-onset nostalgia. The first tweet was dug up and retweeted, retweeted, and retweeted again in worldwide echo, and we all wondered how we ever got by without our own tailored news feeds and gossip lines. I’m not entirely sure what the Twitter primary directive was - social media blah, open line of communication wah, but its snippet-sweet and frequently one-way nature has proven the perfect blah-wah ground for A-list celebrities. You gotta be on Twitter to be uber-anything, man. Twitter, to celebrities, is like having the only megaphone in a room full of people with laryngitis. It’s the absolute bollocks! With that in mind, I thought I’d check out how everyone’s favourite celebrities were doing on the ould Twitteroo. Are they using the platform in order to connect with their fans? Are they … There’s more →

Sweary’s Jaw: Unbeliebable.

  By Lisa McInerney | February 16, 2011 - 11:15 pm | Celebs, Gossip, Kids, Sweary's Jaw
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I don’t remember where I was when Robbie Williams left Take That. Taking into account that I’m from Galway, I was probably stoned in a ditch somewhere. I do remember, though, that they had to open phone helplines in the UK, so distraught were TT fans. There was mass weeping and wringing of hands. There were snotty sleeves from Cornwall to Inverness. There was live footage on reputable news shows of howling teenage girls hanging onto one another for dear life, gurning through puffered-closed eyes at the cameras. It was bloody horrible. I didn’t understand it then, and even with the benefit of hindsight, I don’t understand it now. You’d swear Paul Ince was after leaving Man Utd or something. I’m reminded of such hormonal tsunamis as the Robbie Williams Meltdown whenever I see a Bieber-bot on Twitter. I shouldn’t really call them Bieber-bots, because they’re not really bots, and … There’s more →

Sweary’s Jaw

  By Lisa McInerney | October 22, 2010 - 8:30 am | Celebs, Gossip, Sweary's Jaw, The Culch
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Surreptitiously willing those Glee girls to put their damn pants back on, so you don’t have to. So here’s the deal-ee-oh. I know I’ve been rather quiet recently re: the scandalous faffery of the more recognisable of our world citizens, but it’s only because I’ve really stopped giving a knob. I have other things to be doing, like tweeting about how shit everything is, or growing my fingernails. I’m only writing this because I worry that someone out there might actually care if I don’t. How could I tell if Lindsay Lohan wasn’t kept teetering on the brink instead of plummeting over it by googling Oirish websites for mentions of herself? HOW WOULD I KNOW? (Hello Lindsay, by the way! I’m sure that the nasty rumour about recently-single Christina Aguilera hooking up with Sam Ronson is complete hokey. In the words of the great Cher - from Clueless, that is, … There’s more →

Sweary’s Jaw

  By Lisa McInerney | August 19, 2010 - 8:30 am | Celebs, Featured Post, Gossip, Sweary's Jaw
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Surreptitiously collecting Megan Fox’s “Before” photos, so you don’t have to. First off, the news you’ve been waiting for and chewing your fingernails over all summer … Derek from Crystal Swing has received, and been made “happy” by, his Leaving Cert results! I know! I was totes fretting too, what with Derek’s busy gallivanting schedule; all that leppin’ about can’t be good for the noggin nor the joints. But all that is good and sensible has prevailed, just like in the end of that movie. Downfall, I think it was called. Fair play to Derek for sitting through what all the non-Swinging children had to sit through! Fair play to him for keeping his praying mantis feet firmly on the ground! If only all of the famous childers had the same work ethic and fetching geansaí as Derek, the world, and this here column, would be that bit sweeter. Instead … There’s more →