From top: HSE chiefs at a weekly briefing, from left: Paul Reid, CEO. Anne O’Connor, COO; Dr Colm Henry, CCO, and Damien McCallion, HSE National Lead, Vaccination Programme; Dr Marcus De Brun

An American friend of mine said to me once: ‘Opinions are like assholes, everybody’s got one.’ There is no time like the present in respect of the validity of that little crass assertion.

Before Covid I believed that there were things called: truth, science and belief. Truth was a definite and independent thing, a place one could approach and occasionally arrive at. Science was the method or the path that leads one to the truth. Beliefs on the other hand, these were the notions or ideas that people held about things that Science had no definite answers for. Some of our beliefs are scientifically valid, and some are not.

That was my world-view and it was rather simple. If Scientific answers could be reproduced by experiment, they became truths or at least they became my truths. Science cannot give me answers in respect of God. It cannot rule Him in, nor can it rule Her out; as such I feel free to believe in a sort of God; a Judaeo-Christian sort of God, one who is everything, who is fat and happy like the Buddha.

However when Science becomes an asshole and everyone has a ‘Science’ what then happens to truth? The Science of Covid becomes individualised, everybody can have a different Science that brings us to many many different truths. Masks work, masks don’t work. Vaccines are safe, vaccines are dangerous. Lock-downs are helpful Lock-downs are harmful etc.

As Gaybo used to say ‘there is one for everyone in the audience’. Perhaps it has always been that way? Perhaps there were always lots of different and conflicting Scientific answers, and that it simply takes time for the best ones, (the most Scientific of the Scientific answers), to simply rise to the top, perhaps?

Yet in medicine we can’t afford to have lots of different ass-holes. There must be one Science and that Science must be based upon the best available evidence. Therefore in Medicine we have another type of Science, the ‘Proctologist’ of Science! The asshole checker! The Science that checks all the ‘Science’ and decides which Science is ‘evidence based’. So we medics have a Science of checking scientific assholes, and its called the Science of Evidence Based Medicine.

And that’s important, because although in my own twenty years of practising medicine I have never encountered an evidence based ‘individual’ human-being, I do need to be able to know what treatments have the most evidence? Which are the most scientific, and are most likely to illicit a TRUE cure? To answer this question I must trust in the Science of Evidence Based medicine.

Many years ago when I was an Intern and a Junior Doctor on the hospital rounds, I carried a book in the pocket of my grubby white coat. It is called the Oxford Handbook of Clinical Medicine. Almost every Doctor in the English Speaking world will be familiar with this little book as almost all will at one time or another, have carried it about in the pocket of their white coat.

When Covid- arrived in Ireland in early 2020, I was dismayed at how Nursing Home residents were being treated. The policies of withdrawing testing for several weeks, of dumping untested hospital patients into the sector, prescribing only palliative meds, unavailable oxygen tanks, PPE. Encouraging GPs not to transfer them to hospital, and have their families sign DNR requests etc., all of it was horrific third-world stuff.

Normally in the average 40-50 bed Nursing Home 2-3 people will die each year. To have 14 people die lonely Covid deaths in the space of 2 months, to face families denied access to their loved ones, was harrowing. Yet it was all part of the guidelines. I followed the guidelines, I deprived my patients of drugs that might have saved their lives, and after I had watched so many die, so too did my faith in the guidelines.

The guidelines were, and are, not evidence based medicine, they are born of ineptitude and fear.

For my sins, before I became a Physician I was a Microbiologist and during my Studies at TCD I took a class in Electron Microscopy, the Science of photographing small things like viruses, for example. I don’t remember much of the class but I do remember that viruses are very very small. Too small to be filtered by paper masks, and certainly too small to be removed by cloth masks or plastic visors.

When these became compulsory, I thought to myself that this would be the straw to break the camel’s back. My little book of evidence-based medicine would rule the day, and Science was going to awaken the masses!

Imagine my delight when the head of the Department of Evidence Based Medicine at Oxford University addressed the Government’s Dail Committee on Covid-19 in August 2020, on the very subject of masks. I watched with calm relief as Professor Carl Heneghen explained to our TD’s that masks are of ‘no benefit to the general public‘ and are ‘more likely to cause harm than good‘, at least according to the best available scientific evidence.

And so I waited for the tower of sticks to come crashing to the ground. Science and evidence based medicine had spoken.

But nothing happened, the Minister was too busy to attend the hearing, and great mass of people seemed to care as much about evidence based medicine, as they cared about the dead bodies in the nursing homes?

And then came the vaccine, and for the first time in the history of medicine myself and my colleagues were asked to vaccinate young healthy people against a disease that is of no serious harm to them. I read the Science behind novel genetic vaccines, the risks and the dangers, and I shudder in disbelief.

I turn to the CSO and read that in Ireland although 70k young people between the ages 0-24yrs have been infected with Covid, and their infections confirmed by PCR testing, there are NO recorded confirmed deaths in this age group?

And I ask why? Why are they being vaccinated? Where and what is the evidence or the Science? I am fearful of its side effects and its potential to cause cancer. I resign my own practice so that I won’t be compelled to administer it. I publish a paper on the subject, yet even some of my young healthy friends and co-conspirators eagerly join the queue?

Occasionally in history, Science ceases to be a path to the truth. It becomes instead, a means to confirm the beliefs of a majority. If the majority fear Covid, Science must give them a Covid that is worth fearing. If they fear Jews or believe in Apartheid, Science must act accordingly.

Truth is neither defined nor refined by Science. It is defined by what the majority believe at a given moment in time. What people fear even more than a virus, is not fitting in, not belonging to the herd.

Science is simply an asshole and everybody has one of those.

Dr Marcus de Brun is a practicing GP in Dublin. He holds qualifications in Medicine, Microbiology and Philosophy. He holds Memberships of the Irish College of General Practitioners and The New Zealand College of General Practitioners. In April 2020, Dr de Brun resigned his Ministerial appointment to the Medical Council of Ireland, in protest at the Government’s handling of Nursing Homes during the Crisis.

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Previously: Marcus De Brun on Broadsheet

Brí – If I Wasn’t Scared

Love in a cold climate.

Offaly singer/songwriter Brí (top) enchants with the latest single from her album Hide, due in October.

The dramatic video is directed by Gerard Walsh and stars Patrick Loftus and Kaitlin Cullen-Verhauz.

Brí says:

“‘If I Wasn’t Scared’ assumes a man’s perspective of a relationship as he struggles to balance his feelings with a ‘tough guy’ image, particularly among ‘the boys’. It is a toxic masculinity tale that strips back cold layers of indifference and questions the fear that it uncovers.

“The vocals on this track were recorded remotely from my home while my bandmate Aidan Mulloy’s electric guitar melodies carry the song and my producer Asta Kalapa surrounds it with his magic. The gifted Kaitlin Cullen-Verhauz who is also in my band, plays cello on this track and elevates it to another level. Every song that Kaitlin (of alt folk duo KC VIK) and Aidan play on, is a song I fall deeply in love with.”

Nick says:A man’s world?

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A soon to be released1,326-piece LEGO Seinfeld set complete with minifigs of Jerry, Elaine, Kramer, George, Elaine, and Newman and callbacks to classic episodes of the ‘show about nothing’ including a Festivus pole, a goldfish in a bag, a pretzel and loaf of marble rye.

All of which will make sense to fans.

Available next month for €79.99.

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Aoife writes:

I wrote this poem about being a ward of court whilst being a free spirit. I hope it expresses the contrast of the two.

The Free Spirit Ward of Court

My Heart yearns while my mind dwells,
For liberation.
Liberation from the restraints,
Imposed by the state.

I am energy, so free and abundant,
I crave distance from the piercing eyes of my Nurse.

Give me the sky and I will soar,
Bring me a melody and I will sing.
A free spirit forced to fit into a square box.
A hammered, bent misfit yet vivid and vibrant.

My bodyguards are deaf to this
Boho’s screams.
I cant abscond in present,
But in spirit I am free.

You can cage my body but not my mind,
You can dictate my actions.
But you can’t compose my soul.

You can’t tame me!
I will break free.
And fly as high as my dreams go.

But first,
I must hug recovery.

Aoife Cunningham

Previously: Running Out

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Saturday.

Phoenix Park.

Johnny Keenan writes:

A turnout of over 500 cannabis activists embarked on Phoenix Park on Saturdayto highlight the plight of medical cannabis patients like Alicia Maher (top), who is forced to live in Spain in order to access her medical cannabis.

Hundreds enjoyed each others company while respecting social distancing. Gardai mingled among happy adults who were partaking of the ‘erb. A protest march with a gardai escort did a loop from Wellington Monument down to the court house and up the hill. A good number of country folk made it up to the big shmoke for the day.

More major smoke ups are planned all over the country in order to hit home the fact that cannabis users are not criminals. Whether they use medicinally or for adult use.

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From top: Labour candidate Senator Ivana Bacik (back to camera) and supporters celebrating her election as TD in the Dublin Bay South by-election at the RDS count centre last Friday Eamonn Kelly

Dublin Bay South By-Election.

They say that by-elections don’t tell you much, but that certainly has not been the response of the various parties involved in the Dublin Bay South by-election. Fianna Fáil for instance were suitably informed by the event to begin quietly speculating about a new leader and rebranding the party as a genuine republican party, rather than the pallid acquiescent neo-liberals they’ve become in coalition with Fine Gael.

Fianna Fáil’s first preference vote share dropped from 14% to 6%, which certainly tells you plenty, and it certainly fired up Barry Cowen enough to write a letter calling for a meeting of the Parliamentary Party. What emerged from Cowen was that the Fianna Fáil inquest as to what went wrong in the 2020 election is still pending.

It is as if there is a profound denial at play in the party, an ignore it and it might go away type of thing. But the by-election has shoved it right back in their faces again. Despite Micheál Martin being taoiseach, the party appears to be sliding inexorably into irrelevance.

Leo’s Losses

The by-election also made it clear that Leo Varadkar’s strategy in dropping Kate O’Connell for James Geoghegan was also the wrong decision, while the poor result also had the effect of shining a less-than-flattering light on Leo Varadkar’s performance as party leader. As the Examiner reported:

“Since he was named Fine Gael leader, he has lost five by-elections and 12 seats in a general election.”

While the Fine Gael party may be able to forgive losses to others, such as tens of thousands of homeless people; children’s lives stunted in hotel accommodation; political attacks on the poor, and policies that lock young people out of the property market and into their parent’s homes, they’re unlikely to turn the same blind eye to Leo’s electoral losses.

It was instructive too to note that James Geoghegan, despite virtually zero political experience, apart from two years on the local council and a short apprenticeship lobbying for the tobacco industry, (“Smokin’” Jim Geoghegan?) he nevertheless easily took 7,000+ first count votes on the basis of party affiliation alone. This was less of a question of what is the man made of, and more of a question of who does he know? Which is as good an illustration as you’re likely to get as to how things actually work in Ireland.

The Others

Labour of course were the beneficiaries of Leo’s bumbling, and we can only hope that Ivana Bacik has landed with her centre-left side up and not her FG-inspired right side up, and will add some weight to the growing left alliance, rather than to the shrinking centre-right coalition.

As for the Greens, that limp lettuce of a leader, Ryan, came on TV after the result to complacently announce that the present government still has four more years of life left in it. He was taking the view that by-elections tell us nothing and there was nothing to worry about; that all is stable on planet Ryan.

Like the environment he also seems extraordinarily casual about, given that we only recently had 12 years to stop the melt, the government he now so sleepily supports also appears to be shrinking by the day. This is a man in for a rude awakening, likely to be on his bike sooner rather than later.

Sinn Féin’s role in the by-election was as scary monster. As Lynn Boylan gathered in almost 16% of first preference votes in Garret Fitzgerald’s old constituency, Sinn Féin scared Fine Gael into panicking on election day, begging on twitter for more people to come out and vote. SF’s performance also had a scary effect on Fianna Fáil, frightening the party into looking seriously at the concept of republicanism for the first time on over half a century, despite the word being their brand all this time.

Lazy Voters

The by-election also had the effect of shining a light on a particularly privileged sample of the electorate. With a poor turnout of only just below 35%, in contrast to over 62% in the general election of 2020, which took place in the depths of winter, the electorate in Dublin Bay South were the biggest let down of the entire event, given the importance of this by-election, the focus that was on this constituency and the amount of campaigning that took place by all parties and independents.

This being the Fine Gael heartland, this may indicate where Fine Gael complacency in social policy comes from. There was no rain, no hazardous conditions. It was just a dismal expression of political carelessness. The irony is that if they had come out, they might have elected Geoghegan. So, thank God on this occasion for leafy complacency.

Finally

Far from being a meaningless side-show, this particular by-election had plenty of drama, produced lots of now unavoidable and unpalatable truths for all concerned, and for entertainment value featured yet another Irish academic apparently veering off onto the wild side, this time in the shape of Prof Dolores Cahill laying siege to the count centre without a virus mask.

Finally, England footbal team last night tried to do an Ireland by holding onto an early one-nil lead over Italy, but came badly unstuck. You need a Paul McGrath and a Packie Bonner if you want to be attempting that kind of thing. Still, it was sad to see them go down. They seemed strangely helpless in the end. It was like they didn’t go for it and chose to get tired instead. As if they believed themselves fated to lose. Maybe that’s what a toxic tabloid press and a cruel hooligan element among your supporters does for you.

Eamonn Kelly is a freelance Writer and Playwright.

Earlier: Derek Mooney: A By-Election review For Fianna Fáil

Previously: Eamonn Kelly on Broadsheet

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Behold: the dreamlike sculptural forms (in polyester, nylon, and cotton) of Japanese artist and designer Mariko Kusumoto – standalone objects and wearables formed using a proprietary heat setting process to create undulating ripples, coral bubbles and honeycombs filled with mushrooms, rosettes, animals and miniature bicycles.

More of her work here.

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This afternoon.

It begins.

To the woods.

Earlier: Nothing Impure Will Ever Enter It

A Public House Divided Against Itself

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