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Thursday, January 12, 2006

Celebrate


Ignore the George Best mural and take a closer look at the bus shelter. New Year's Eve was celebrated in Belfast in much the same way as it is over the rest of the United Kingdom: by uprooting a tree and smashing it through glass. Sammy McIroy, Danny Blanchflower, Tommy Cassidy and Derek Dougan would have looked on disdain, if only they hadn't been painted over when Bestie snuffed it. Well, Derek Dougan wouldn't have seen it because blobs of cement were placed in his eyes for the temerity of suggesting a united Irish football team. As did George Best, but he escaped punishment because he was, y'know, special. Either that or his face was out of reach of the blobbers.

But there you go, another piece of this country's biography whitewashed from history, just like the unrecorded loyalist mural that lies under Georgie's shirt. An inevitable necessity I suppose. Eventually it'll be like nothing ever happened here, and we'll be just another backward region in the archipelago off the coast of Europe. This saddens and gladdens in equal measure, equilibrating a zero emotion; the correct way to feel about our stumbling progression to banality.

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

When I see damage like that I wonder how much it's costing the tax payer and why keep using the same style of bus shelters? Can someone not design a nearly vandal proof one?

7:46 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If you miss out the unrecognisable 'L' in Lane it spells out that A 'n' E department that Georgie was all to fond of on a drunken night out....

a wanky comment really!

12:05 am  
Blogger Scania Sculptor said...

Wanky or not, it's still welcome. As for the destruction of bus shelters, the cost of vandalism must be factored into the budgets for their upkeep. Besides, the cost to the Department for Regional Development is nothing compared to the vast sums that are pissed away in, say, the Office of the First Minister and Deputy First Minister.

12:30 pm  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

They painted over Blanchflower for that old soak?!

12:41 pm  
Blogger Scania Sculptor said...

I'm sure you've heard the latest song from the wags at White Hart Lane, Damian...

"Sol, Sol, whereever you may be,
You're on the verge of lunacy,
And we don't give a fuck if you're hanging from a tree,
You Judas cunt with HIV"

9:56 pm  

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