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I FOUGHT THE LAW AND, SOMEWHAT UNEXPECTEDLY… I WON

As I may have alluded to here in the past, relations between the Garda Road Traffic Corps and myself have been a little strained over the years. (“Jaysus Butler,” a friend once remarked to me, “if you’d that many points on your Leaving, you coulda been an actuary!”) We’ve crossed swords many times in the past but, when we have, I’ve generally accepted whatever punishment was meted out.

Not not this time. This time I would hold out for justice – even if it cost me everything I hold dear. Read the rest of this entry »

I COMMITTED A CRIME, OH LORDY, CRIME A’ BEING HUNGRY AND POOR*

You want the truth? You want the truth? You can’t handle the truth… I’m an innocent man! My father was an innocent man! I’m going out the front door with Gerry… Only you can set me free, cos I’m guilty (guilty!) of love in the first degree… etc. etc. Yes, yes, today was my long awaited court appearance. Read the rest of this entry »