In a shock to New Zealand birds, a bat has swooped in to take out the annual bird of the year competition

New Zealand, as you may have heard
Has a vote every year for a bird
But is it quite fair
That a creature with hair
Can win now the lines have been blurred?

John Moynes

BBC

Thank Philo it’s Friday.

All you good people deserve another crack at my weekly music shenanigans, even though the voucher is a thing of of the past/future.

So without further ado, this week I want to know, with Winter closing in, what’s your favourite song about or which mentions Winter?

Here’s mine.

Please include video links if possible.

Lines MUST close on Saturday at Midday!

Nick says: Good luck!

Meanwhile…

Alison Goldfrapp – A&E

Last week, I asked you for your favourite song to dance to. Glaxiapolizia won my esteem with this entry.

“From first-up floor-filler to clearing the sticky dancefloor…before they launch into Amhran na bhFiann and the lights come up to highlight the bleary-eyes of dishevelled Dishco-dancers full of dandruff and regret after the mandatory Copper’s-binge-feed of 8 pints, too many WKDs & a rake of JagerMeisters: the sublime Alison Goldfrapp – Have a lovely day, peeps…!”

Nick says: Thanks all.

Top pic: Steamboat Records, Limerick

Basic Instincts mask and fetish store, Eustace Street, Temple Bar, Dublin 8

Warning.

Details of a personal nature to follow.

Fluffybiscuits writes:

Kink and fetish can be two terms that in frequent parlance become used interchangeably. What people forget is that these are two very distinct and separate terms that have a different meaning. Kink can be described as being something sexual that is outside sexual norms but it adds to the sexual dimension. On the other hand a fetish is a crucial act or object that is essential to become aroused.

I reached out to various people to ask about their fetishes and kinks, nothing extreme (by my measure in any case, however as is becoming the norm now the Broadsheet commentariat may see fit for us all to be sliding further and further into depravity in their thinking!). Responses were mixed, still they were asked why they had these kinks and fetishes.

A straight female friend responded excitedly with the following “I like it when men smell slightly sweaty” (a kink that is more common than you may think). One firm reason was attributed to this according to her…”pheromones”. Heavily rumoured but never factually proven, Napoleon sent a letter to his wife telling her “not to bathe as I will be home in three days”. A study from the University of Louisiana looked at sweat and how respondents viewed the opposite sex. In a study titled “The Effects of Sexual Orientation and Human Sweat Exposure on Men’s Perceptions of Sexual Attractiveness“, the discussion concluded, based on empirical evidence:

‘In contrast, heterosexual men rated female photographs significantly higher than male photographs when exposed to female sweat, regardless of the phase of the menstrual cycle. Therefore, it appears that heterosexual men remain attracted to women regardless of the stage of their menstrual cycle. This is consistent with the fact that men generally engage in sexual behavior at any time of the menstrual cycle, unlike many other mammals that restrict sexual behavior to times of ovulation.’

A gay male friend, middle aged, spoke of his need to be dominated. This stemmed from years of shyness. This was also expressed by a straight female friend who spoke about being in authority in a job but enjoyed the roles being reversed. Allowing someone to be in charge and giving them the reins of power. From a personal experience, these are commensurate with a lot of people who are in positions of authority, people like doctors, solicitors et al.

My own personal proclivities run towards the idea of role play. Employer – employee, strangers in a bar and doctor – patient are all roles I have played in the recent few years. All of us consenting adults.

It’s important to weed out the people who have deep rooted issues. For many it’s an exploration of a missing side they had, maybe giving a paternal role that as adults fills a deep rooted need missing from their psyche.

For those of you who are interested in knowing more about the kink and fetish scene in Ireland, check out Nimhneach. There is a strict dress code . Nights are held once a month and tend to be at the milder end of the spectrum ).

Maybe Broadsheeters below could tell us what their fetish or kinks are, is bondage your thing? Candle wax down the back? Food?

Previously: Fluffybiscuits on Broadsheet

 

This afternoon.

Vatican, Rome, Italy

Meanwhile…

Oh.

Not one, not two: Four anti-Biden ‘Let’s Go Brandon’ songs reach iTunes top 10 (Washington Examiner)

Bear Hug by Jacob Stack

The results are in.

Earlier this month, with a signed Bear Hug print by Donegal artist Jacob Stack from Jam Art Factory on offer, we asked you for details of your favourite teddy.

Thank you for your cuddly reminisces.

After much deliberation, Mark at Jam Art chose reader Paul‘s entry, a multi-generational odyssey of a one-eyed ted:

“My favourite teddy never had a name, he was just mine. Or rather, he was my sister’s and then became mine when she moved onto bigger things. He came to me missing an eye and some fur and (as I would find out much later) his props like a soft heart and toy chair.

I never carried him with me really, he’d usually stay in bed or put up on a shelf to keep an eye on me but I’d give him a little squeeze when passing by. He’d be hidden when we had visitors younger than me, I’d greet them and then quietly slip upstairs to pop him under a pillow or into a cupboard and then return downstairs to play.

When my own son was born, I wanted to pass him down but he’d spent, like most teddys, some time in the attic and it wouldn’t have been safe. But I dug for a few hours around in my parent’s attic to find him, overcoming my own claustrophobia in the process (that was 3 hours of genuine, gripping terror) and a few days of gently washing, repairing, de-moulding, re-stuffing to bring him back up to spec and he now overlooks my son’s play area upstairs. He still puts up with some abuse as only a two year old can dole out but it’s nice to have him back where he belongs.”

Mmmf.

Jam Art Prints

The Jam Art Prints competition runs here every second Thursday

Last night.

South Great George’s Street, Dublin 2.

“This was an eventful Thirsty Thursday because not only were the Spice Girls 25 years old but the Gardai decided to come in and shut us down because we were so busy, apparently, even though we were [within] restrictions and all above board, everything was working well.

‘It’s an early night for the gays but you know what? We’ll be back bigger, better, stronger, faster.”

Drag queen Davina Devine.

Meanwhile..

A spokesperson for An Garda Siochana said a number of venues were asked to closed on Thursday evening as they did not possess the required permit to serve alcohol beyond a certain time.

Anyone?

‘Early night for the gays’ as popular bar The George is closed by Gardai (Extra.ie)

From top: ‘Protect the Children of the Poor and Punish the wrongdoer’- Inscription outside the Old Bailey Central Criminal Court, London, England; David Langwallner

My mother brought me up to believe in the idea that the worst thing you could do was lie and, absent small lies, lying in general should be condemned – particularly the lying of the powerful who are too adept at getting away with lying.

Truth is not truth, as Mr Giuliani stated recently, and as all Neo Cons seem to adhere too closely, as they police the distinction between fact, semi-fact and the establishment of nonsense through social media and reverse social engineering in Covid times.

Well, to the temple of truth.

In my entire life and career, I have only appeared in the most famous court on Earth on three occasions – a slightly insignificant token appearance; a major trial victory; and, today, a sentencing with a packed gallery. Not me the case. My mother would not have believed it but would not have thought it enough either. Irish mothers!!!

Now the Gothic splendour outside is also mirrored by the cavernous darkness inside, particularly the first floor with all the inscriptions embossed in dark, foreboding letters relevant to our time

‘Protect the welfare of the people and the supreme law. ‘

‘Protect the rights of Londoners.’

As you leave the building and gaze upwards to see the famous balancing scales of justice, more important, though less imposing than the statue, are the words on the door, inscribed in 1912 as the motto of that court:

‘Protect the Children of the Poor and Punish the wrongdoer.’

So, protect the welfare of the people and the children of the poor and all Londoners and punish the wrongdoers. Quite Right. But, what is right and wrong?

As I did the case today, I was told The Krays were there and I once, in fact, represented the remnants of them. The Court also involved the farce and miscarriage of justice that was Edith Thompson. And I was told the very court I appeared in today, before I went in, was where Oscar Wilde lost his libel action.

The great British actor Charles Laughton, who memorably played an Old Bailey hack in Witness for The Prosecution, made one foray, in an illustrious career, into film directing and though a complete failure at the time it was his greatest achievement and one of the greatest films ever made, “The Night of The Hunter”. (1955) About the protection of children.

The face of the great silent movie actor Lillian Gish, unretired for this film, front ends the film with bright stars and children’s faces floating and twinkling all around her, as she issues a stern biblical warning about the good and evil of the world for children and it is children who are pursued and victimised in this film. Now what should children be warned about in our day and age and how should they be protected?

These issues are far from clear so let us impose some clarities, how do we protect The Children of The Poor as The Old Bailey motto says and against whom exactly?

More to the point, a child is a person who a certain type of nefarious adult patronises and indeed exploits.

So false sex complaints, in a skewed family law and criminal justice system, fanning the flames of public hysteria often for masked political reasons. And undermining the children of the poor by the nefarious rich. Take a bow Sergeant McCabe. Thus, our corporate bandits are involved in the grubby business of the destruction of the innocent.

In Schiff’s recent book about The Salem Witch Hunt (2015) Satan figures large. But who is Satan?

It is, at one level, noticeable how, in Freudian terms, the false allegations stemmed from a conversion disorder, a transformation or a sublimation which causes the hysteria of persecution and prosecution and of course, as the book makes clear, this hysteria is easily accomplished in this day and age among social workers and with the dubious enlistment of an authority figure such as a family lawyer or a police officer as a triage of police officers with overlapping roles and social workers often engaged in leading question. Getting the answer they want. Such issues in our twisted universe often arise when a relationship structure has broken down often due to financial considerations.

When hunger comes, love goes out the window (Mexican proverb) and the disposal of the no-longer-loved makes economic sense. The strange warping of our universe.

The process of establishing criminality is also deeply flawed in many legal systems. Given that the police either actively frame people or negligently do not know what they are doing, or simply do not care, I do think as elements of the Innocence Project have suggested that pre-charge disclosure of all police investigative techniques should be shared.

There are also stages of criminality. John Valjean from Victor Hugo’s Les Misérables (1862) was maliciously persecuted by a criminal prosecutor for many years for his theft of a loaf of bread.

Those that are systematically economically and environmentally destroying the world are not being prosecuted but manipulating governments with handouts and bribes. The lubrications of world capitalists and whistle-blowers are prosecuted.

Now the historical incident in Salem referenced above has plagued American society and consciousness ever since. Culturally thus, they are very conscious of the same and the modern variants are the communist persecutions both in the 1920s and 1950s, The McCarthyism Era.

The later political witch hunt led to Arthur Miller writing the famous play The Crucible (1953) using Salem as a historical metaphor for what happened then. Of course, Miller himself was targeted by the witch-hunt, as were many communists sympathisers, or indeed even those with a slight leftist tinge.

We are currently  living in an extreme age of demonisation. A new-born age of witches and witch hunts.  But the Old Bailey thinks otherwise, as do some Britons. The residue of Orwellian decency in English public life.

At least the Westminster magistrates court had the courage to stop the Assange prosecution. Though the American appeal is this week, and one wonders if the stressors and commitment to the rule of law of the UK system will hold. The glue is falling apart.

Thus, endorse the motto of the Old Bailey and bang the tin drum to protect the children and innocent of this world and to prosecute the guilty.

And why should Mr Assange be extradited to face 175 years and dehumanised incarceration for seeking to protect the innocent of the world?

What wrong has that done? He violated the laws of state criminals in a twisted universe.

David Langwallner is a barrister specialising in public law, immigration, housing and criminal defence including miscarriages of justice. He is emeritus director of the Irish Innocence project and was Irish lawyer of the year at the 2015 Irish law awards. His column appears here every Tuesday and Friday. Follow David on Twitter @DLangwallner

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