Just wanted to say, I really enjoyed Johns Bird and Fortune giving a rare interview to Belvid for last night’s South Bank Show. Nice to see the overview of their whole career going right back to Cambridge. Also, I never knew that as a young man Bird had joined the Socialist Party of Great Britain. It makes some sense that, were he to join a left group, it would be the uniquely intelligent and charming SPGB.
Time now for Search of the Week, to see what waifs and strays Google has brought our way. Newton Emerson feminism turns up, as does Donegal Mafia – and I repeat, any serious student of Irish politics should really take a look at Sacks’ classic book on the Blaney machine. And those readers who remember the CPI(ML) will be delighted that I have a hit for David Vipond Trinity.
There are several sex-related local searches, beyond the usual punters interested in Methody girls’ skirts. I am slightly alarmed at sexy loyalist girls Belfast, in case this indicates that the priapic Johnny Adair is thinking of making a comeback. We also have Newtownards gay, Portadown brothels and Buncrana porn, all of which are beyond my ken. And Sikh women sex makes some sense, but gay tracksuit fetish really has me scratching my head, as does dungarees porn.
There is one for saucy Eoghan, which I really hope isn’t our favourite senator, and political searches include Kate Hoey BICO, Kevin Myers homophobic Belfast Telegraph and National Rosary Crusade Ireland Hibernian.
We have Jackie Gleason and Irish mafia, which would put a whole new slant on Smokey and the Bandit; criticism of Marcus Brigstocke; and I’m pleased to get one for Power Man and Iron Fist, obviously from an aficionado of early 1980s comics.
In third place is Than Shwe’s philosophy of life. Hmm, maybe practice of death would be more accurate.
Our runner-up is money for old rope columnists, of which there are many doing the rounds. I think that leads to a discussion of Carole Malone, who certainly believes in recycling.
We have a runaway winner this week, and that winner is Chomsky wearing saucy schoolgirl uniform, an image I’ll find hard to erase. Beat that, Volty.