Arts & Entertainment Mario Bros. is the greatest Catholic animated franchise ever By Mathew De Sousa May 24, 2023
I'm asking the tough theological questions this Easter.
Arts & Entertainment Mario Bros. is the greatest Catholic animated franchise ever By Mathew De Sousa May 24, 2023
I'm asking the tough theological questions this Easter.
this short thread is a giggle and honestly i’m surprised it didn’t swamped with ‘well eckshully’, but the day in the u.s. is still young
This is funny because in Persian the word for a mouse literally means "spikeless hedgehog". I wonder if they're related?
#10WeAdmire – Caitlín Maude (1941–1982) was an Irish poet, playwright, prose writer, Irish-language revival activist, actor, singer, and teacher. Born in Casla, County Galway, Maude was immersed in Irish throughout her childhood and studied at University College Galway.
If you are lucky enough to have a copy of Merriam Webster, maybe you are also lucky enough to have a calendar? A calendar where you can reflect on today's date?
That made me think of óg géar, which could work for ogre if it’s sharp in the blade sense, or teeth, rather than intelligence.
Check the calendar, bro.
Consistently voted the ridiest Fenian in the polls @theirishfor.bsky.social ran back in the day
The Irish for “raisins” is “rísíní” (ree-SHEE-nee) and I don’t know about @theirishfor.bsky.social but I love me a three-fada word. Very satisfying
Me in @thejournal.ie again:
John Charles McQuaid: The Archbishop who ran Ireland returns to our screens on @tg4.bsky.social
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My favorite was an online-translated Irish language porno rendering “hard cock” as “difficult rooster” - @theirishfor.bsky.social famously on the Motherfoclóir podcast
Harajuku fashionista Ryoki, who went viral in 2018 for pairing a 2002 Ireland jersey with "grey Balenciaga cropped pants, a Comme des Garcons leather belt, and white socks with black loafers".
It's #stpatricksday and I present to you a thread on representations of Irishness from around the world, especially those not well-known in Ireland.
In advance of #stpatricksday, here's a thread of essential articles about Irish stuff which you can present to international friends who wish to understand us better.
First up: a tale of two Taytos, by Róisín Lanigan.
www.prospectmagazine.co.uk/culture/4005...
I knew a guy from Leitrim who would never tell anyone anything, he was fierce private. Once one of the girls in the office declared that she knew someone who knew his girlfriend and he was fuming at the invasion of his privacy.
So yes, this motto fits.
Thanks to @thejournal.ie for letting me blather on about baby name trends again.
As Naoise enters the top 100, I reflect upon an increasing overlap between the boy name list and the girl name list.
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I said it first.
No YOU'RE crying over James Connolly's love letter to his future wife
before car seats, baby on board signs were a warning to medics in case of a crash
Today I learned...
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Michael Collins wrote a load of love letters to Kitty Kiernan, who had numerous historical heartthrobs fighting over her.
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“Ever since I have heard about You, my Lord, I have become completely attracted to You. Without fail please come before my marriage to Śiśupāla and take me away. In accordance with family custom, on the day before my marriage I will visit the temple of goddess Ambikā. That would be the best opportunity for You to appear and easily kidnap me. If You do not show me this favor, I will give up my life by fasting and observing severe vows. Then perhaps in my next life I will be able to obtain You.”
Regarded by some as the first love letter in history, Rukmini's letter to Kṛṣṇa begs him to rescue her before her arranged marriage and tells him where she'll be.
"My dearest boy,
This is to assure you of my immortal, my eternal love for you. Tomorrow all will be over".
No surprise that Oscar Wilde could write a love letter.
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"I need a kiss, urgently . . . I want to press my wife to my heart, but we are 150 miles apart. Darling, do you think of me at all? - can you sleep without those long limbs wrapped around you?"
From Éamon De Valera's love letters to Sinéad.
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FROM JAMES CONNOLLY TO MISS LILLIE REYNOLDS (Undated) This is a love letter, this is a letter written by me Jim, to the nicest girl between here and anywhere, to tell her that all her mistakes, her wilfulness, her troublesomeness, only make me love her the more, and make me more than ever determined to have the possession of such a delightful bundle of contradict- ions all to myself. You make things worse, indeed, the very idea is rank heresy. Why if I was ever so miserable the thought of having such a wife e to come home to, a wife whom I love with all my heart and soul, the thought would make me brave in the face of any difficulty, cheerful in the face of any misfortune. You know me too well, Lillie, I think, to ever I felt imagine, I could be angry with you for long. inclined that way the thought of your sweet face and your lovable ways would make me ashamed of myself. Hoping I shall ever remain rich in the continuance of your love and that we shall soon see the accomplishment of that event which shall join our hands as our hearts have long been joined. I remain, Yours lovingly, Jim.
A love letter from the revolutionary James Connolly to his best girl (and future wife) Lillie.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Prepositions before nouns
Create an urú.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
A regular verb in the past tense
Gets a séimhiú.
Two replies: Darach Ó Séaghdha “"Blind Date in Long Kesh" sounds like the name of a Martin McDonagh play.” Mícheál de Brún “And here's our Graham with a quick kneecap, sorry recap.”
These boys didn’t get the recognition they deserved
Maitiú 2:11 ASN1943 Agus ar dhul isteach san tigh dóibh, fuair siad an leanbh agus Muire, a mháthair, agus ag sléachtadh go talamh dóibh, thug siad adhradh dó: agus d'fhoscail siad a gcuid stór go dtug tiodhlaicthe dó, ór, túis, agus miorr.
Merriment aside, the Irish for gold, frankincense and myrrh is ór, túise agus miorr.
Thanks to @irishexaminer.bsky.social for letting me write this piece about leaders and readers, and the occasional intersection of literature and politics on this island.
See, the Irish for butter is im...