This afternoon.
Mansion House, Dublin 2
Table setting for this afternoon’s Journalism Awards 2016. Nominees here.
More as they get them.
Pic via Colette Sexton
Previously: It Could Be You
UPDATE:
The Jounalism Awards 2016 winners (names and whatnot to folly).
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The butter.
Nice touch
Lube.
Awards ceremonies are painful things. You usually have to attend with your clients and meet loads of people who spent most of your life avoiding….. including your clients.
It would be great to see Alison O’Reilly. In the words of Kevin Keegan. I would love it!
Plus that room smacks of Holiday Inn wedding reception.
Ah, now I see why Fitzgerald couldn’t get anything done on the Garda issue before tomorrow. Priorities eh?
What ever happened to windows? It looks Halloween grim there.
De newpapers will be worse than ever tomorrow since they’re taking a half day.
A room full of journalists getting locked. Like chimpanzees in a banana plantation.
“Well done on the award”
“Thanks darling. We’ll give it you next year”
The arse licking on Twitter is painful to behold.
@Frida: hence the butter, I assume?
LOL! Gives new meaning to the expression “butter ’em up”.
In fairness, Eighters cued that one up!
COME ON TheLiberal.ie !
* crosses fingers and prays *
Win it for everyone you stole from ! :)
Gemma O’Doherty not on the list
Of course not. If Mary Raftery were still around, she wouldn’t be on it either.
And the nominations for the Irish Journalism Online Community Moderation Quality Award are:
Irish Independent
Irish Times
TheJournal.ie
Come on thejournal.ie!
Nah, not a chance.
All professional awards in this country are bought.
And the standard of journalism is so low.
And Irish journalism itself is all about not treading on toes/challenging the establishment.
I would expect the awards would go to journalists who are ‘good sorts’ who push the envelope a little bit but not necessarily on the things that matter and not very strongly.
Frankly I am surprised that Broadsheet is even covering these awards. Possibly by featuring them it seeks to show how conservative and backslapping Irish journalism is. But all regular ‘Sheet readers know this by now.
Same with all business awards too. All about brown nosing and playing the game. Nothing at all to do with merit or ability.
Agreed, having spent the last five years conclusively proving its moral superiority over the mainstream media Broadsheet has earned the right to ignore their mutual backslapping as irrelevant. Don’t undermine your achievements by dignifying these foolish circle-jerks with the importance of a post.
+ 1
They post Leather Jacket Guy and alt-right conspiracy theories alongside left-wing political onanism.
What moral superiority?
Yet here you are, day in, day out. A masochist, it would seem.
Much less than I used to. But not prepared to turn the place over to the likes of you and Moyest just yet :)
Never met a man with a more polished **** than myself before, to be fair to ya Kieran
So a dog in the manger as well as a glutton for punishment… oh how you would be missed ;)
Broadsheet, time to leave the self-immolation behind, you owe it to your readers to stop giving credence to these idiots! The winners: Michael Clifford – defender of Frank Mullen, pet of Vincent Browne. Writer of detective fiction in which the hero, like him, bears a passing resemblance to Kevin Costner seen in a fun mirror. Peter Murtagh – part-time Camino walker, Roisin Ingle’s honorary twitter flirter and the man responsible for the Kate Fitzgerald debacle. You’ve shown them up to us so many times as idiots, don’t honour them with a reference on the site unless it’s absolutely necessary.
Bodger – Hillary Conspiracy Theorist!
And?
Plenty of controversy AND conspiracy in the Clintons’ past present AND future to keep any proper journalist busy, in fair.
Ah come now BS, you know perfectly well why you weren’t ‘invited’ to this fiasco. You didn’t nominate yourselves and shell out for a table or two. Because you have better things to do, and thank heavens for that. Let them have their worthless awards.
What’s on the menu?
Backslap rashers.
Brown-nose bread and half-baked Alaska.