I NEED to post this story...
Yesterday evening I was sitting in my gaff, pondering life, smoking fags and trying to study. Anticipating the arrival of a fancy guest, when the doorbell rang, I bounded to it and opened it in my most welcoming of ways. Instead of said fancy guest, there were two beteethed and coiffed, polished young upstarts that looked like they hang out with Louis Winthorpe III.
"Hello"
"Hi, you must be Michelle"
"No, Aoife. Can I help you?"
"Are you voting in this election?"
...at this point I notice, to my absolute glee, that they were wearing big ol Michael McDowell stickers on their paco rabanne jumpers, so instead of telling them that I'm having too much trouble deciding which ugly photograph on a streetlight to vote for I said...
"Yes"
"Oh Great, we're canvassing for Michael McDowell, will you give him your number one vote?"
.... do I tell them I hate their guts? His guts? Puke on their shoes? Pull a mooner?.....
"I won't be voting Progressive Democrats, and most certainly not McDowell"
"Oh really, why?"
"I disagree very strongly with his criminal justice policies"
"Don't you think that his reforms in prison policy, and the increased number of Gardai on the street is to be commended?"
I realised at this point that I felt wonderfully equipped to respond properly. This has never happened to me before.
"His policies are shambolic political posturing. There is no relationship between the amount of Gardai on the street and the crime rate. It's a startling waste of resources, and, there is a very clear relationship between the amount of Gardai on the street, and the amount of abuse perpetrated against citizens. There are more people in prison than ever before. Prisons are horrible and don't stop crime. His police and prison policies, and all of his other criminal justice policies, are not based on research, ignore international research and best practice and serve only to increase the marginalisation and isolation of many vulnerable people. Frankly, I think he is a destructive and dangerous force in Irish politics"
Polite smiles and nervous glances...."riiiiiggghhhht. ok. and do you think other parties would do better?"
"Yes. Thanks for calling though."
ha sweet.. you avoided having what's known as a staircase moment, where you think of what you should have said after you've left the person and are on the staircase//
yo but check it, does anybody here live around harolds cross and got propoganda from an independent candidate called, NOEL IVORY? fucking funniest shit you could imagine.. him on the cover, looks like a prison mug shot in a dunnes stores jumper and a big rant inside about, 'pimpernel bertie' amoungst other jems..
fucking gold. he's getting my number two.. (yeah that means shit too, so what)