Eoin Butler: writer, journalist and Mayoman of the Year
Tripping Along The Ledge
holocaust
The March of the Wooden Soldiers
Forever let this place be a cry of despair
And a warning to humanity, where the Nazis
murdered about one and a half million men,
women and children, mainly Jews,
from various countries of Europe”
Inscription at Auschwitz-Birkenau Read the rest of this article here.
Rob and Antoine are sleeping in the back seat. I’m up front, taking the brunt of the conversation.
“Two hundred fifty euro per month my son in Krakow earn, yes? First month in Buncrana is two thousand euro.” Like practically everyone we meet in Poland, Boguslaw has family working in Ireland. His new grandson is even an Irish citizen. “Of course, Donegal very beautiful. Atlantic Ocean very beautiful. But Spire of Dublin? Why you waste all money on this piece of shit?” He seems to expect some sort of answer. Oh, God… Read the rest of this article here.
IN SLOW MOTION, IF YOU MISSED IT THE FIRST TIME… THAT IMPROBABLE ANNE FRANK/CHRIS ROCK SEGUE IN FULL
The death of Miep Gies, the Dutch woman who helped Anne Frank’s family hide from the Nazis, has depressed me again. Not that she has died, although obviously that is very sad. But rather that her death is such a noteworthy occasion. In 1940, a cabal of psychopaths seized control of her country, arbitrarily decreed 10% of the civilians therein enemies of the state and rapidly begin the process of herding them up and slaughtering them like cattle. Read the rest of this entry »
THE ANATOMY OF MELANCHOLY
January is undoubtedly the most depressing month of the year. To celebrate, I’m republishing the most depressing article I’ve ever written. If you make it to the end without killing yourself, there’s a prize.
THIS IS FUNNY
What’s brown and runs from Nazis? Read the rest of this entry »
“THEY WILL LOCK YOU UP IN THIS TOWN, MATE. TURYSTA OR NO TURYSTA…!”
“I punch him hard in the mouth. But it’s like he sees it coming before I do, because he lands two blows in retaliation before I’ve even realised I’m in a fight…” Read the rest of the article here.
“THEY WILL LOCK YOU UP IN THIS TOWN, MATE. TURYSTA OR NO TURYSTA…!”
“I punch him hard in the mouth. But it’s like he sees it coming before I do, because he lands two blows in retaliation before I’ve even realised I’m in a fight…” Read the rest of the article here.
The March of the Wooden Soldiers
“Forever let this place be a cry of despair
and a warning to humanity, where the Nazis
murdered about one and a half million men,
women and children, mainly Jews,
from various countries of Europe”
Inscription at Auschwitz-Birkenau
THE northern gate at Birkenau is deserted as the taxi driver shoos us out into the snow. We stumble forward, bleary-eyed and dumbfounded by the sheer scale of what’s in front of us. Read the rest of this entry »