Irish porno movie - all the pleasure, none of the guilt

After a video this week where someone’s head was blown off, a post about mass murder and another glorifying vigilantes, I’m going to follow the disgraceful posting on Culch.ie with an Irish porno movie - starring Dick Spring as the TV license inspector - which was shown at Leviathan last night. It’s made by those creative folk at dorismagee. Only watch if you are over legal age, are capable of handling such a delicate plot and searing storyline with the sparkling dialogue positively… You’re not even reading that are you? You just want to see the movie. Go on, it’s below…

The flabby hand of Government in the mouth of Satire

Public Inquiry and The Irish Bulletin are both covering RTE’s editorial decision to tone down Nob Nation’s pieces on our buffoonish Taoiseach Brian Cowen. Satire is what keeps right minded people from going insane during regimes of inadequacy. I submit that the Daily Show and Colbert Report sustained the mental health of America during the Bush years. There is an inverse relationship between the strength of satire’s bite and the depths of ineptitude and moral bankruptcy plumbed by the political class, so if Oliver Callan is going harder on Brian Cowen than usual it should be seen as a barometer of Cowen’s performance. The real issue here is that RTE is emerging as an unreconstructed mouthpiece of Government, prepared to lean on its own talent rather than risk the disapproval of Leinster House. No better evidence of this is the totally discredited Prime Time, broadcasting as live a prerecorded autocue … There’s more