The competition to see who is less plastic is hilarious.
I remember when I was 15 / 16, I was called a plastic Utd fan by a Limk Liverpool fan because I wasnāt watching some match live on television. I just HAD to make the effort to see the game somewhere if I wanted to be a REAL fan. The fact people carry this shit well into adulthood is disturbing.
Nothing says āIām in touch with real issuesā more than spending your day outraged because Simon Harris put up an Instagram message about Diogo Jota.
Hereās the reality, chaps. Nobody gives a fuck about a car crash in Donegal. They either donāt even know about it or if they do, they just think to themselves āah Jesusā and try not to think about it ever again.
Whereas people had actually heard of Diogo Jota and that means the death of Diogo Jota means a hell of a lot more to the average person in Ireland than a bog standard fatal car crash in Ireland.
Iāve never heard of Michael Madsen - apparently he was an actor who starred in some plotless, shallow Hollywood films that appeal to simpletons, but shure if lads want to publicly mourn this person Iāve never heard of, shure who am I to stop them.
What is the big difference between a politician giving an RIP message on instagram and somebody doing it on TFK?
Because I think the politician in this instance is exploiting it for their own gain and I even doubt how much they would gain from it in the first place. The replies to it arenāt great.
I give RIP messages on here for the likes.
Youāre trying very hard here. Good man.
Thinly veiled āheās right but Iāll try very desperately for a wind up neverthelessā.
Bertie was a Utd fan. People knew it. It was real. Mixhael D and Aodhan are football fans. They go to matches. People know these things. Simon Harris hasnt a bulls notion of football. Itās like when that councillor from mayo went mental cos she couldnt get all ireland final tickets and was roundly ridiculed. Move on. A bizarre, peculiarly irish, sideshow to a very sad death.
Youre wrong. I give a fuck about car crashes in donegal. Iāve driven that road many times. You think about crashes on it while driving cos you know there are so many crashes on it.
A millionaire crashing a lamborghini in Spain means a llot less to me, however famous he was. Itās so far removed from my life. Its like when that lad signing for cardiff died in a plane crash, my thoughts went to how weird and different a world football is. There was an unseemly court case for his value after his death as well.
Youre wrong. I give a fuck about car crashes in donegal. Iāve driven that road many times. You think about crashes on it while driving cos you know there are so many crashes on it.
A millionaire crashing a lamborghini in Spain means a llot less to me, however famous he was. Itās so far removed from my life. Its like when that lad signing for cardiff died in a plane crash, my thoughts went to how weird and different a world football is. There was an unseemly court case for his value after his death as well.
Iām not wrong.
Fatal car crashes happen all the time. They are a fact of life and anybody who gets in a car anywhere knows this.
But fatal car crashes donāt happen to footballing heroes from Irelandās most supported sports team all the time.
The reality of life is we mourn those who we know and those we know of and tend not to mourn others.
Occasionally we sort of mourn by extension because certain tragic stories make the news and we find out about people we didnāt know who have died, and identify with them. But we only have so much emotional energy and we canāt do this for many people, because otherwise weād go insane.
Thereās a reason that despite never having actually met her, I know the date, place and time Uaneen Fitzsimons died in a car crash, what I was doing that day, how I found out and how I felt when I heard. I donāt recall the deaths of anybody else who died in a car crash in Ireland in November 2000, or probably the year 2000 at all. The reason for this is because I watched her on the telly every week and listened to her on the radio, and liked her, and therefore she meant something to me, whereas this was not the case with anybody else who died in a car crash in Ireland that year.
I was at a christening in Mungret in the noughties and we were having food in the pub afterwards and were sat beside a local who was a Liverpool fanatic. He spoke about little else except Liverpoolās recent Champions League Final victory and went as far as bringing me over to the bar to show me the stool he was sitting on when Liverpool triumphed. I nodded along and didnāt pass any remarks
What is the big difference between a politician giving an RIP message on instagram and somebody doing it on TFK?
Leaving RIP.ie messages for people you didnāt know is what people vote for in Ireland.
INDIPINDINT election candidate Mickey OāGobshlap
Policies: I leave messages on the RIP.ie condolences section for every pershun who dies in this cunshtituensheh.
āOooh, Iām voting for him!ā
Iād a traveller lad in school year before last who used to always call him Jota Silva and Id say āwho dat?ā, he was right Iāve just seen. RIP Diogo.
Iād a traveller lad in school year before last who used to always call him Jota Silva
Jota Silva plays for Forest.
Iām doing school based July provision this week and spent half of yesterday morning consoling some young lad who is a big Liverpool fan,
I donāt see the point in mourning anybody that I donāt know in real life, I feel bad for the family etc but life goes on for me ![]()
Thatās what I said! the Grealish lookalike. Diogo has DaSilva at the end of his name though. Think this was before Jota Silva had graced the league actually.
Liverpool fandom in small kids is another level. I think it must be because soccer is so ubiquitous as itās on TV so much with that many games and transfer coverage. Iād say with devices and screens etc cetera, Liverpool match might be the only thing they watch together maybe.
That lad Iām talking about would be finished first year now, but Iāve no doubt he wouldāve been bawling, despite wanting to sell Jota iirc. Fair play on the school provision, Iād an autism class this year, had a tough run around Easter and I opted out. I might as well have done it for all Iām doing now. I think we were expecting an inspection this summer and I couldnāt be fucked with the paper work.

