Letters to the Editor: 'Rose of Tralee TV withers in the heat of poisoned tweets'
Congratulations to Sinéad Flanagan on winning the Rose of Tralee, or the “lovely girls” competition as some see it. How do I know she won it? I heard it on the 9 o’clock news on Wednesday morning.
In recent years what has made the final tolerable for me was following the hilarious Tweets and comments on boards.ie. I quite happily added to the fun myself.
However, after watching the first hour on Monday night, I couldn’t take any more.
Twitter is normally a good indicator of topical news items. However, I questioned the sanity of watching a programme when the majority of tweets are disparaging.
Even the RTÉ DJ who monitors the Twitter machine admitted the majority of tweets weren’t suitable to be read out. The only positive ones I could see came from people who personally knew the contestants or had some connection with the event.
I heard host Dáithí Ó Sé say he couldn’t explain what type of competition it was in the hour that I watched. At least he was honest. I wonder if Dáithí were at home instead of presenting, would he watch it? Oh, I forgot didn’t he marry a Rose, so...
Salthill, Co Galway
Ireland be warned – run before you walk at World Cup
Over the last few months media coverage of sport has been polluted by an endless litany of meaningless clichés.
Earlier this week the Irish Independent got in on the act, with the suggestion that rugby player Joey Carbery should be fit and able to hit the ground running for the upcoming World Cup in Japan.
Perhaps the entire Irish team hit the ground walking in last Saturday’s demolition by England at Twickenham!
Navan, Co Meath
Corporate landlords given licence for super towers
The rate of the rise of the super tower in Dublin’s north city suburbs is nothing short of alarming, with 471 build-to-rent apartments approved at the former Chivers site in Coolock.
A little further up the road at Clarehall shopping centre a nine-storey block has been approved in a populated area. In both cases, sincerely held concerns over lack of amenity, congestion and inadequate transport were dismissed, including the views of An Bord Pleanála’s own inspector.
Last year, Housing Minister Eoghan Murphy introduced the new fast-track Strategic Housing Development scheme which allows planning applications to bypass approval by the local authority. It was under this that the applications were made and ultimately successful. Nobody will ever own these homes but the corporate landlords.
The only way to appeal the appeal is through a judicial review, putting this beyond the means of most people.
Why are corporate landlords and overseas investment vehicles being given fast-tracked approval to radically change our cityscape against sound planning advice?
Malahide Road, Dublin 17
Our native language lies at the heart of nation’s soul
Sean Slattery's negative view of our native tongue seems somewhat odd (‘Irish exemption students aren’t lazy or dim’, Letters, August 17). Let me amplify.
Notably, your correspondent has nothing to say of the 200 foreign languages now swirling about us daily, yet he is dismissive of the Irish tongue as a mere “fringe language”. Happily, the official national status is duly declared Bunreacht Na hÉireann.
Finally, the 1916 patriot leader P H Pearse is worth citing: “A nation without a language is like a person without a soul.”
Ban back pass or GAA will be ‘puke footballed’ to oblivion
I challenge all comers – having watched the screening of the Kerry v Dublin All Ireland Final of 2001 in Thurles, on Eirsport on Tuesday 27 – to persuade me Gaelic Football has not died.
Indeed, I weep for the beautiful game it was then. Superb attacking moves from both teams, glorious high fielding, pinpoint foot passing, all the while wave after wave of dizzying attacks executed at sublime speed and skill.
No back passing, massed defence or protecting this new mythical ‘D’. Unless Gaelic football outlaws back passing by the hand the game is doomed.
A simple solution is to outlaw any hand pass backward – the exact equivalent to a forward pass in rugby except in reverse – and the game has a chance to survive.
Otherwise we will be “puke footballed” to oblivion, in the immortal words of Pat Spillane.
Stillorgan, Co Dublin