Why Sinead O'Connor sent those toxic texts to Mary Coughlan
IT'S fair to say that Robert Evans, Hollywood producer, womaniser, coke addict and bankrupt was not anybody's idea of an intellectual. Yet maybe it was precisely this villain's charter which gave him one great insight: that in every story, there are three sides. My side. Your side. The truth. And nobody's lying.
If ever a story exemplified the Evans dictum, it is the story of Mary Coughlan, her estranged husband Frank Bonadio and Sinead O'Connor.
Last week saw Ireland's two iconic women singers at war, and one man in the middle. But if the battle drew its energy from the circulation wars of the tabloids, the weapons of destruction were modern technology - the long lenses of the paparazzi and toxic texting.