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Saturday, November 21, 2009

All the president's secret peccadillos




From today's Independent...

Number 35 liked frolicking with female staffers in the pool, while number 36 often chose to walk around naked in front of his family. Later on, number 39 was a skinflint poser, while number 44 still likes to secretly smoke cigarettes behind his wife's back.

The numbered titles refer to recent US presidents, whose private behavioural peculiarities have just been served up to the public in a book called In the Presidents Secret Service: Behind the Scenes with Agents in the Line of Fire and the Presidents They Protect.

Continue here.

Friday, November 20, 2009

Thursday, November 19, 2009

Ireland's Top Bird


Interview with Dustin the Turkey published in this Friday's Irish Examiner...

He has spent 20 years as Ireland’s top TV bird, scoring No 1 singles, running for president, and mercilessly roasting his star colleagues along the way. As Dustin the Turkey looks back on two plucky decades in showbiz, he seems as determined as ever to keep ruffling feathers in the small world of Irish celebrity.

Case in point: “I was in RTE the other day and I saw something that read, ‘Celebrating 20 Years of Comedy’,” he says. “I thought it was about me. Turns out it was about Fair City.”

So what is the secret of Dustin’s success and longevity in the business? “Everyone always said it was

me good looks, and I have to agree,” he states. “It’s a bit like Sharon Ni Bheolain and Amanda Byram: they’re bimbos, and they don’t have a brain in their heads, but at least they’re a bit of eye candy.”

Statements like that come thick and fast in a conversation with Dustin, so one can only assume that his poor manager, Darren Smith, has to spend many hours apologising and smoothing things out with offended celebs behind the scenes? “Oddly some people tend to get more upset if he doesn’t have a go at them,” Smith explains. “Bob Geldof actually sent back the first recording of their duet ‘Rat Trap’ because he didn’t feel Dustin was slagging him enough. Dustin was then only too happy to oblige.”

Be that as it may, Dustin must have made at least a few enemies over the years? “Well, there’s yer man Twink, and Anne Doyle, who I’m genuinely quite scared of,” Dustin admits. “Obviously there’s The Plank [Pat Kenny], and as for The Twig [Ryan Tubridy]: he’s a human bookmark with feet. If the camera adds ten pounds, does Tubridy actually exist?”

So is it safe to say that Dustin won’t be appearing on Tubridy’s inaugural Late Late Toy Show Friday week? “Well, The Plank never wanted me on,” Dustin states. “Gay Byrne, God rest his soul, always turned a blind eye when I showed up. I don’t get on with Tubridy, but I’d like to show up to wish all the boys and girls a happy Christmas.”

Dustin’s time in the spotlight has also coincided with the careers of other ‘animated’ stars, such as Wallace and Gromit in the UK (also celebrating their 20th anniversary this year), and, of course, our own Zig and Zag, and Podge and Rodge.

“You know, I’m happy for Podge and Rodge’s success, but they were only ever riding on my coattails,” he states. “I still see Zig and Zag a bit, but I can’t understand their English accents. They’re Brits. They sold out on the Irish people. They came to our planet from Zog, which is a place without any humour - kind of like Carlow. The Irish people embraced them, and they betrayed us by fobbing off to Channel 4.”

That hasn’t stopped Dustin from doing some work in the UK himself. “I did a few episodes of The Xtra Factor recently,” he admits. “What can I say? Holly Willoughby was all over me.”

No matter how big his success, Dustin never forgot his human comrades either. “Me old bud Eoin Dempsey was my favourite,” he reminisces. “I’ll never forget that Eoin Dempsey. He has his own radio show now, which is brutal, but fair play to him.

“[Ray] D’Arcy stitched me up though. We planned on forming a boy band. Now, the hardest thing D’Arcy ever had to do was to pick which sister to take to the debs, him being from Kildare and all. He said he’d take me RTE payments to get the band off the ground, but he just knicked me money and left RTE. I don’t talk to him anymore.”

Dustin’s interests have extended beyond pop culture too: he contested the 1997 presidential election, but he isn’t sure if he’ll bother running again. “The problem is, I don’t know how much more money there is left to be ripped off,” he says. “Is it worth me while? There aren’t that many brown envelopes going around anymore.”

Of course, Dustin has also had an illustrious pop career: six No 1 singles, six albums, and duets with the likes of Ronnie Drew, Joe Dolan, Chris De Burgh and Bob Geldof, not to mention, his (in)famous, and ultimately failed, entry for the 2008 Eurovision, ‘Irlande Douze Points’. He has seen off many pop contemporaries, and he knows exactly why. “I open my beak and a magical sound comes out. It’s unique. It’s like when people say Ronan Keating can’t sing. They’re right, but it’s still a unique voice, ya know what I mean?”

*Dustin - Twenty Years a-Pluckin’ is out now on DVD.

Top of the world



Irish-born New York-based author Colum McCann has won the National Book Award in the US for his latest, Let The Great World Spin. Previous winners of the award include Philip Roth, Cormac McCarthy, Jonathan Franzen, Susan Sontag, and John Updike. It's a very big deal for Colum: next stop the Pulitzer?

Friday, November 13, 2009

What a Leap of shit!

Sweet Lord. Has anyone associated with this movie actually ever been to Ireland?!

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Top of the Docs



Another 'of the decade' list. This time it's documentaries.

For my money, the two best documentaries of the decade are James Marsh's spellbinding Man on Wire and Charles Ferguson's devastating, infuriating No End in Sight.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

The Dutch and same-sex marriage

The effect that same-sex marriage has had in the Netherlands - from the New York Times.

A companion piece to the same writer's earlier article on gay parenting.

Jed a little off the top part 2


Jedhead, courtesy of my housemate and FotoShop-obsessed pal Jonathan.

Sunday, November 08, 2009

Best movies of the Noughties...


...according to the London Times. Click here.

Jed We Can


Week 5 of The X Factor live shows, and the John and Edward - Jedward - phenomenon continues apace. The savvy Simon Cowell decided to save the boys tonight, in his first real public acknowledgment that this year's show would be a boring bust without them.

The twins continue to divide the public, and there are two things worth considering about 'Grimes Time TV', as the tabloids dubbed it this weekend:

1) Simon and Dannii's contention that the boys' success makes a mockery of the show because it's a "singing contest". Hmm, really? Look back at the VT footage on last night's show of all the finalists doing the red carpet at that shamelessly plugged movie premiere that doesn't need any more free publicity. In their interviews, every single one of the contestants - without fail - commented on how amazing it was to be mobbed by fans and paps, and basically how desperately they all wanted to be famous celebrities. None of them said they want to be singers. The whole point of this show is about becoming famous. Musical talent or ability doesn't even seem to be on their own minds.

And on that, ahem, note, was Leon Jackson a much better singer than the boys?

2) This year's X Factor is kind of like a real life - correction: reality TV - version of the movie (and stage musical) The Producers, about two shysters' attempts to produce the worst Broadway show ever made in order to make off with the investment money. The show, Springtime for Hitler, somehow, ends up striking a chord with the audience and it becomes a huge success. The lesson from that movie: there really is no accounting for the tastes of the public. The Grimes Twins are living proof of that.

Jedward to win...just to see what will happen.

Chewing the fat with Chiwetel



My interview with Chiwetel Ejiofor in yesterday's Irish Examiner.

Let’s start with the name: Chiwetel Ejiofor. Doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue, does it? “It’s pronounced ‘Chew-it-tell Edge-oh-for’,” he explains patiently with a smile, while stirring a cup of coffee in London’s Soho Hotel. Friends can call him ‘Chewy’, and his first name actually means ‘God brings' in Igbo, the native tongue of his Nigerian parents.

Still, I wonder if some agent ever suggested to him about adopting a more marquee-friendly stage moniker? “You know, I never thought I’d be a film actor; I always thought I’d be working in theatre,” he replies. “So by the time I started acting in movies, it was too late to change, because nobody would then know about the theatre work I’d done.”

The 32-year-old Londoner is right to protect his theatre credentials, for his past performances in productions of Romeo and Juliet, Blue/Orange and in the title role of Othello have helped to establish Ejiofor as one of the UK’s brightest and most in-demand stars of stage and screen (his Othello won him an Olivier Award, and was hailed as by critics as “the best Othello for generations", and a performance that would "transform the history of the play”).

One might ask then what Ejiofor is doing in 2012, the new mega-budget, special effects-laden extravaganza from director Roland Emmerich, helmer of such disaster flicks as Independence Day and The Day After Tomorrow? In 2012, Ejiofor stars as Adrian Helmsley, a scientific advisor to the US president (played by Danny Glover), who discovers a geological cataclysm (predicted by the ancient Mayan calendar, apparently) that causes the Earth’s crust to collapse, ushering on the end of the world as we know it.

The standard race for survival begins, as Ejiofor, along with John Cusack, Woody Harrelson, Amanda Peet and the by-now permanently scowling Thandie Newton make their way towards a purpose-built rescue-spaceship as entire cities slide into the sea behind them.

Anyone who has seen the trailer for 2012 will have soon sense of the movie’s scale, but, to give Emmerich credit, it manages to be even more vertiginously spectacular to watch than anyone expected (it could be summed up as Apocalypse Wow or Independence Day After Tomorrow). Indeed, even an executive from Sony, the movie’s backer, has been quoted as saying that 2012 turned out so much better than the trailer had indicated.

So what is Chiwetel Ejiofor - OBE, no less - doing acting alongside blue screens, and delivering lines like, ‘Mr President, we have to evacuate the planet?’

“Man, if the planet’s in danger, sometimes you have to say a line like that,” he answers with a laugh.

“But what I like about this film is that the set-up is so strong. Plus there’s also a resonance with the way things are now. I mean, there’s a real understanding in our consciousness about the fragility of the planet, so it’s not like it’s that fantastical.”

Ejiofor doesn’t seem to be a snob about this type of explosion-packed blockbuster, and in fact argues that the likes of 2012 are works of art in their own right. “Everyone talks about what the real process of storytelling should be,” he says. “The argument goes that real film-making is about getting an audience to think very deep about certain things, but I think the real essence of film-making, and I see it in Roland’s work, is an absolute passion to give an audience a rich experience in the cinema.

“Roland is to the forefront of using the technology this way. I really like his films because, even though they cost so much money, they’re not commercial for the sake of commerciality. He isn’t cynical about how he approaches and makes these movies, and so I had no trouble signing up for it.”

It’s clear from talking to Ejiofor for even just a short while that he is a thoughtful and often self-effacing actor. Decked out in a black suit with open-necked shirt, he is impeccably groomed, and speaks in a collected, methodical manner. He takes his work very seriously, and indeed is taking full advantage of the industry buzz that has surrounded him for the past few years: he’s starred in almost a dozen movies since 2005, and there’s another five due over the next two years (including Salt opposite Angelina Jolie).

Ejiofor was born in London in 1977 to Nigerian parents. His father was a doctor, who also played music in a band, while his mother worked as a pharmacist. When Ejiofor was aged 11, the family visited Nigeria for a wedding. On the journey back to Lagos, the car carrying Ejiofor and his father was involved in a head-on collision. His dad was killed instantly; Ejiofor was in hospital for a month with broken arms and wrists (and still bears a small scar on his forehead).

He has always been reluctant to attribute any serious life lessons to the tragedy, and has reluctantly spoken about it in the past. These days, however, he politely draws a veil around his family history, and his private life in general.

“I don’t regret talking about what happened to my father,” he says. “I wanted to talk about it, because people were piecing parts of the story together. But it’s an indication of how talking about private matters can spiral out of control and suddenly it becomes common fodder. That’s slightly weird if it’s something personal and hurtful. My personal life isn’t copy, it’s not entertainment. There have always been certain actors where I didn’t care what was going on with them. I just love watching their movies. I think it’s good if people can come to an actor and his work with a blank canvass.”

Having started out in youth theatre, Ejiofor made his professional stage debut at age 18 in the role of Othello. This led to a small part in Steven Spielberg’s historical epic Amistad (1997), followed by more acclaimed stage work in the UK. In 2002, Ejiofor really grabbed the industry’s attention with the central role in Stephen Frears’ gritty immigrant drama Dirty Pretty Things, and parts soon followed in Hollywood movies like Love Actually, Serenity, Children of Men and Kinky Boots (for which he received a Golden Globe nomination).

Most recently, he starred opposite Denzel Washington twice in American Gangster and Inside Man, as well as playing Thabo Mbeki in the mini-series Endgame. Somewhat inevitably, Ejiofor has been crowned as the ‘best British black actor of his generation’. I ask if that tag drives him crazy?

He smiles and replies: “It’s funny, that title has disappeared recently. It could be because people are a little more sensitive about it. They’re like, ‘We don’t have to mention that he’s black every time we talk about him. He knows!’

“Or it could be that people don’t care as much, or that it doesn’t mean as much anymore. What does that title even mean anyway? People go to watch a movie because they’re interested in the actors and the story, and not all that other stuff. At the moment, there seems to be movement towards a place where people are more inclusive, and are capable of not worrying about what race someone is, but focusing more on what they do and who they are.”

*2012 is released nationwide on November 13.

Thursday, November 05, 2009

Jedward and what they say about us. And politics. And bankers'n'stuff

The intellectuals are now weighing in on the Jedward phenomenon in this year's X Factor:

Fintan O'Toole in Tuesday's Irish Times...

Mark Lawson in The Guardian...

La Streep

She is 60 years of age. 60! J'adore

Precious reaction




Precious (Based on the novel Push by Sapphire) opens in the US tomorrow. There have been one or two mixed reviews, but overall critics are raving about the movie. I'm reading the book at the moment - it's pretty grim, very modern day Colour Purple-esque stuff - but I'm expecting a big emotional, triumph-over-adversity payoff in both book and movie. By all accounts, the performances are amazing: newcomer Gabourney Sidibe is said to deliver a star-making turn, with strong support from Paula Patton and even, heaven help us, Mariah Carey, who might - just might - also find herself in awards contention.


Meanwhile comedienne Mo'Nique is almost a lock to win the Oscar for Best Supporting Actress.

To quote one critic on the performance:

"...But, it is the acting from Baltimore native Mo'Nique that will annihilate every viewer of Precious. Mo’Nique performed like it was the last second of her life as Precious’ mother, Mary. Not a trace of Mo’Nique, the “skinny bitches are evil” diva was on the screen. She was revolting, terrifying and absolutely grueling. [Director Lee] Daniels, who is known to grind audiences with uncomfortable but important scenes (think the graphic sex scene in Monster’s Ball), let Mo’Nique go further than probably any director would let her go. Mo’Nique was a life force on celluloid. Even if Bette Davis, Joan Crawford and Katherine Hepburn all came back from the dead — they could not pull that Oscar out of Mo’Nique’s hands."

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

Planet Cork

The piece I wrote about Cork for Lonely Planet's Best in TravelGuide 2010 got a lot of notice in the Irish press this week, among them RTE, the PA, and the Irish Times.

Also in the Irish Independent, Sunday Independent, and The Sunday Times...

Recent articles

Recent stuff of mine from the Independent last week...

Behind the scenes at The X Factor

Nightwatch column on Halloween
...

Horror movies...

Charities battle the recession

Monday, October 26, 2009

What a piece of work is man


My 'Epilogue' column from this month's GCN

Last month, I interviewed Belle de Jour, the anonymous former London call girl who chronicled her various sexual and emotional trysts in the best-selling books, The Intimate Adventures of a London Call Girl and The Further Adventures of a London Call Girl.

I had an email chat with the fabulous Belle about her new book, Belle’s Guide to Men, a Sex and the City-tinged, self-help book-cum-dating guide told in Belle’s witty, finger-snapping style. At the end of our conversation, Belle asked, ‘Would you consider writing the man/man version of this book for gay men?’

I laughed and violently dismissed the suggestion like the good self-deprecating, low self-esteem-ridden Irish person I am, but I’ve been thinking about that idea ever since. Rather than put arse to seat for months or years writing an actual book, I’ve decided to avail of this column space to present my key advice and tips for dealing with and understanding other gay men.

I’m not an expert - by any means - and these are just culled from my own experience and observations. I’m sure you all have your own, and if you’d care to send them on to the email address at the end of this page, I’m sure there would be an extended feature article on the topic in GCN in the near future.

So just think of me as ‘Fella de Whore’ as you cast an eye over my bespoke, incomplete guy-ographical study of the wonderful, baffling creature that is the Irish Gay Man.

In no particular order:

* If you’ve just come out, no matter what age you are, what you need now are friends, not boyfriends. Concentrate on that, please. Get all over friends like Dannii Minogue on a box of new wigs.

*On that same point, you will now be going through your ‘delayed adolescence’ phase, playing catch-up for all that lost lust time. Have fun, be careful, and try not to break too many hearts along the way. Note to everyone else: step away from the just-came-out guy!

* Bitchiness comes with the gay territory. A little bit can do us all good, but man should know when to say when. Remember: “Great minds discuss ideas. Average minds discuss events. Small minds discuss people.” In other words: put the claws away, bitch!

*It’s perfectly okay to have no interest in fashion, interior design, America’s Next Top Model or Mad-out-of-it-Onna.

*Everyone has bad sexual experiences. It doesn’t always (ahem) come together the first time. It’s okay. Try again. Hell, fail on purpose just so you can keep trying.

*Size: we all have our opinions on it. Mine is: it’s not size of the boat, it’s the motion of the ocean.

*Go for sexual health checks twice a year. I went last month, and my doctor told me he’s diagnosing an average of two HIV cases a week. That’s one just doctor on a tiny scene. Two a week. Wrap it up boys.

*That guy you had sex with last night or last weekend will probably avoid eye contact when you see each other in bars or on the street. Don’t rush to judgement: you’re probably doing it too.

*Similarly, why is that we can all spend hours, days, months even talking to some guy on Manhunt or Gaydar (oh don’t look at me like that, you know you have an account), yet we totally ignore each other if we cross paths in a pub or club?

*If you can identify all the guys in the pub just by their Gaydar profile name, it’s time to cancel the subscription for a while. Come, join us in the real world. It ain’t so bad!

*Chat to someone online for no longer than a week; then insist on meeting.

* Never, ever go on a date with a grown man who uses digits instead of letters in text messages/emails.

*Don’t worry about texting too much or too soon after the date. If you like him, just do it for fuck’s sake.

*Lurking on George’s Street for talent at Desperate O’Clock (2am onwards) is not a good look. Or so I’m told every Saturday night.

* You and your friend(s) will fall for the same guy at some stage. It can be tricky, but don’t be a cock-blocker out of petty jealously. Plus always remember: ‘bros before mos’.

*In that vein, one of your friends/acquaintances will end up going out with one of your exes. Everyone has maybe one or two exes that are totally off limits; the others are all fair game. Accept it.

* If you’re 28 or over, you have nothing in common with people under 21. A harsh over-generalisation, perhaps, but true nonetheless. For [insert deity of choice here] sake, some of them were born in the Nineties. The Nineties!

Anything to add? Send it to declan.cashin@gmail.com

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Out and proud?

My article from the News Review section of today's Irish Independent

“I went out with nice women and good women, but sure, I still knew. I wanted something else. I get more out of men. I just do. Always have. I know I am different but just in this way.”

With those words, Cork hurler Donal Og Cusack this week telescoped the national gaze onto the role of gay people in Irish sport and, by extension, Irish society. For a leading GAA figure to candidly discuss his homosexuality in his own autobiography, Come What May, and with Ryan Tubridy on The Late Late Show last night, and for him to receive such warm support from colleagues and the majority of the public, is a true milestone in the history of Irish gay life.

The question now is to what extent Donal Og’s honesty will impact on other gay Irish sportsmen in the GAA and beyond. Sport, along with politics, are the two ‘last frontiers’ when it comes to gay visibility within its ranks. Will this past week go down in history as the moment when the closet doors were finally blown off of these two traditional bastions of Irish social and public life?

In the midst of the intense media coverage of Donal Og’s coming out last week, Review spoke to one young gay man, Brian (not his real name), who is actively involved in club hurling in his hometown in the rural southwest of Ireland. Brian, who is in his late 20s, isn’t out to his teammates, and doesn’t think he’s ready to follow Cork goalie Donal Og’s example.

“I haven’t considered it at all, to be honest,” admits Brian. “I suppose I haven’t come out to my teammates because I’m not entirely comfortable with my sexuality yet. Donal Og is speaking quite retrospectively. He’s gone through the heartache, so to speak. He’s come out to his parents and his team, and he’s very comfortable with who he is. That’s a grand position to be in to come out. I still have my own inhibitions.

“It’s a very macho, male environment in a hurling club. You’re encouraged to be a tough, hard guy. Stereotypes are enforced in many ways. There would be homophobic humour in the changing rooms, and not just jokes. A classic way of getting at your opponent is calling him a ‘faggot’ or whatever. That’s done all the time.

“I remember one guy I used to play in college, the first thing he’d do on the pitch is grab his opponent’s arse because the guy would turn on him and go f*cking nuts. The referee would send him off straight away.”

Brian believes that, had Donal Og come out 10 years ago at the start of his career, that “he would not have made the senior panel”.

“No, definitely not,” he states. “He would have had to be established as a very good hurler to provide that comfort zone to allow him to come out. I wouldn’t judge the guy for not doing it before now.”

As if further proof were needed, Brian confirms that he himself knows lots of gay sportsmen who are not out to their teams or anyone else for that matter. “I know a guy who plays inter-county football, and another who plays inter-provincial rugby, and both are completely in the closet,” he says. “They would be clandestinely homosexual. They might meet guys online or whatever. They’re not going out for dinner holding hands with guys.

“I was out one night and met a guy on a rival team. I suspect it was his first night in a gay club because he was very nervous. When he saw me he died. I said hello, and he was like, ‘Jesus, please don’t tell anyone’, and I replied, ‘Look man, I’m here too.’ He went on to play senior for his club, but he’s still not out to anyone.”

Irrespective of his own situation, Brian admits that Donal Og’s coming out is a positive thing, but cautions that the real test of the fans’ and the organisation’s attitude is yet to come.

“What’s important about Donal Og is how straight guys have responded to it, the stereotypically red-blooded males that have been heroes in terms of Cork sport and Cork supporters,” Brian says. “These guys are saying, ‘We don’t care. Donal Og is a good hurler. We’re there for him, we’ll stand up for him’.

“I think older members - older selectors and chairmen - might be a little uncomfortable about it. They are being confronted with a model of a GAA player that they never really have seen.

“I read that Donal Og got a good bit of homophobic abuse from rivals and the crowds. Other players might use it to get at him. The next few games will be very interesting to see how Donal Og is treated.

“With him being a goalie, he’ll have two umpires on either side of him. If they hear any homophobic abuse directed at Donal, they should put up their hands, notify the ref, and get the stewards in to remove these people, be they players or supporters.

“The GAA needs to make clear that it will not tolerate prejudice towards its gay players. I think a lot of gay hurlers will remain in the closet otherwise. I know lots of gay guys who played hurling, and loved it, but they stopped because they didn’t feel supported in an overt way.”

If Donal Og’s stature in the hurling arena were to be transmuted into the world of Irish politics, he would be the equivalent of a Government minister or, at the very least, a prominent TD. But today, Senators David Norris (Ind) and Labour’s Dominic Hannigan are the only out and proud members of the Oireachtas. No TD, past or present, has yet come out.

However, there are several young openly gay party councillors who are doing their bit to raise the rainbow flag in Irish politics, a new generation of politicians who could very well be TDs after the next general election.

One such figure is Roderic O’Gorman, the deputy chair of the Green Party’s national council, who ran (unsuccessfully) as a candidate for the party in the 2004 and 2009 local elections, and also in the 2007 general election.

“My sexuality was certainly known within the party, but it was simply never an issue,” Roderic says. “Even out on the hustings, I’ve never had any negative comments directed towards myself personally.

“On a few occasions, people have taken issue with the party’s stance on gay marriage, and so I would explain to them, as a gay man, why I believed marriage equality was the right policy, whether they accepted my argument or not.”

Similarly, Malcolm Byrne, a Fianna Fail councillor from Gorey, Co Wexford who was “outed” by a silly and salacious article in The Sun in early 2006, says that the public were, and have been, overwhelmingly supportive, adding that his sexuality hasn’t been a bugbear with constituents.

“My family and friends knew that I was gay, but I was amazed by the number of calls, texts, emails, letters, and handshakes I got, many from people I didn’t even know,” Malcolm says. “I think Irish people are fundamentally very fair. I faced the electorate again this summer in the local elections. The issue wasn’t raised on the doorsteps. I see myself as a politician who happens to be gay, rather than a gay politician.”

It seems that Irish voters don’t seem to really care about a public representative’s sexual preference. So why aren’t there any openly gay TDs in this country? “I suppose it’s because the two main parties [Fianna Fail and Fine Gael], the ones that hold the majority of seats, both have quite traditional viewpoints on the issue of homosexuality,” Roderic O’Gorman replies.

“Certainly it’s changing in both parties, but it does narrow the scope for gay party members to feel that they can be open about their sexuality and seek high office at the same time.

“Most modern European nations have gay men and women in positions of power, such as Johanna Sigurdardottir, the prime minister of Iceland. Look at the UK: Peter Mandelson, whatever his faults, is essentially the deputy prime minister.

“I think the Irish political system makes it harder because many of these other countries have a list system where people can be elected according to the party’s national vote, rather than having to depend on the parochial constituency format we have here in Ireland.”

Malcolm Byrne adds that for a TD to come out, he or she will have to contend with seeing their private life magnified in the public eye. “The increased level of media scrutiny is a challenge for anyone in politics these days,” he says.

“I think it’s only a matter of time before Ireland has its first openly gay, directly elected TD. But I think it’s fair to say that they won’t be elected because they’re gay and they won’t not be elected because they’re gay. People will vote for them based on their performance, and their wider set of issues and interests.”

Ruairi Quinn, Labour TD and former party leader, has been actively involved in national politics for the last three decades, but he says he has never known of a gay TD in this country. “You’d have a suspicion about some people, but nothing more than that,” he says.

“There was coverage in the press last week of the first meeting of openly gay members of the INTO [Irish National Teacher’s Organisation]. A lot of the fears common to gay teachers - the fear of lack of promotion and of discrimination - would be felt by politicians too.”

Inevitably, Quinn argues, the real extent of the Irish public’s acceptance of gay political candidates will only be gauged when a “first” puts themselves forward. That moment could arrive sooner than we think.

“Senator David Norris could very well be our first openly gay presidential candidate [in 2011],” Quinn says. “That would be a test case. It would be similar to the candidacy of Mary Robinson in 1990. Her gender was second to her manifest other abilities, but, for some, it was still a factor.”

For his part, Senator Norris has this to say on both his presidential ambitions and his chances: “I can tell you I got a standing ovation in Cork on Tuesday at that very suggestion.”

Norris continues: “But for it to be a real possibility, I’d have to have firm approaches from the kind of coalition that got behind Mary Robinson. My sexual orientation would be a part of any campaign, but, just as with Donal Og Cusack, it might be raised to knock it out and make it irrelevant. And it should be irrelevant.”

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Also read a lengthy interview with Donal Og in today's Irish Times.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Best in Travel 2010


This arrived in the post to me yesterday. My first published piece with Lonely Planet. Quite chuffed so I was! Thank you muchly to Fionn Davenport for giving me the chance

You can buy copies here...

National gaze

Lots of gayness in the meeja this week owing to the moving funeral for Stephen Gately, the first teacher conference for openly gay teachers, and the decision by Cork hurler Donal Og Cusack to come out.

Fintan O'Toole and Kate Holmquist write about it in the Times...

I have my own piece in the Independent...

Monday, October 19, 2009

In it to twin it


I visited The X Factor last courtesy of Mr Louis Walsh - it was a brilliant night, and you can read all about it in Weekend magazine in the Irish Independent on October 31.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Team Jedward!


I don't care what people say, I think The X Factor twins, John and Edward, are frickin' hilarious. This performance made my day.

While we're on the subject, I'm going to the X Factor live result show in Wembley tomorrow night. Eek! Full report in the Irish Independent on October 31

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Get in the Mood


Singer, cook, astronaut, Nobel Prize winner, Time magazine man of the year, and all-round Renaissance man Donal Skehan, of The Good Mood Food Blog, has just released his first - for there will surely be more - cook book, Good Mood Food. In between his day job as a singer with the pop band Industry, Donal has compiled loads of his own personal favourite recipes: they're easy to try yourself at home, and all tasty, healthy and quirky. Well, well worth a look.

If you're around town next Wednesday, October 21, the book is being launched in Dubray Books on Grafton Street at 6.30pm.

Story bud


More Toy Story 3 posters are released....

Watch the trailer here...

Monday, October 12, 2009

Down while at the top


This evening I went to an Amnesty International lecture given by former Norwegian prime minister Kjell Magne Bondevik, who spoke about his experience of disclosing that he was suffering from a depressive episode in 1998 whilst he held high office. A fascinating guy who spoke with honesty, humour and dignity.

DLB


Milk Oscar winner Dustin Lance Black speaks at the gay march on Washington yesterday

Picture of the day


Hillary has a drink in McDaids on Harry St last night. Pic from today's Irish Times.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Stephen Gately, 1976-2009


Very sad news this morning about the death of Boyzone singer Stephen Gately at age 33. As a gay man, I feel like I owe Stephen a huge amount for taking the groundbreaking and very brave step to come out at the height of his popularity in 1999. The world, and that industry, was very different even 10 years ago, and it took tremendous courage to do what Stephen did.

Friday, October 09, 2009

Smmmmmmmmmmmokin'!

Nightwatch column from today's Irish Independent

It was a reasonable enough request, I guess. The guy had tapped me on the shoulder to get my attention, and I had turned distractedly to face him. "'Scuse me bud," he asked, "but do you have a lighter?" I was confused. "A what?" I asked. "A lighter," he repeated, making a lighter motion with his hands. Being a bit slow on the uptake, I only finally copped what he was asking when I saw the cigarette dangling from his lips.

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The Lovely Bones


Great poster. Very excited about seeing this

Wowza!


President Obama wins the 2009 Nobel Peace Prize

The text of Obama's speech from the White House earlier today

Marge's Playboy cover

Thursday, October 08, 2009

Dave Letterman EW cover


Nice.

The RuBamas


Tee hee hee. RuPaul/Obama mash-up doing email rounds.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

Junket Johnny humour



The story behind these for those (un)fortunate enough to have missed the whole sorry affair

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Child brides

From today's Irish Independent

Benedicta Attoh was born into extreme poverty in Nigeria in 1970. At age 15, she became a ‘child bride’ when her father arranged for Benedicta to marry a man 25 years her senior.

Impoverished parents in developing countries sometimes give away their young daughters in return for hefty dowries and the promise of a better life. There is also a long-standing tribal custom in some countries in which young daughters are forced into early marriages to keep them from promiscuity, and it creates enormous risks for the young girls (see panel).

Benedicta managed to escape her forced marriage after two years, but that was not without its own immense difficulties. Today she lives in Dundalk with her second husband and two children, and works as a director of the Africa Centre, and as development and awareness officer of the National Consultative Committee on Racism and Integration.

Benedicta is working with Plan Ireland on a new campaign entitled 'Because I Am A Girl', which argues that the failure to educate girls is putting them at risk and is costing the world’s poorest countries billions a year in lost income.

She tells her story to Declan Cashin.

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I was born into a family of 11 living in a two-room house right in the Niger Delta. It was just after the Nigerian Civil War, and life was very difficult for millions of Nigerians. My parents were very poor and had little education.

My African name, Omonegho, means ‘a child is more valuable than wealth’. I was baptised at 13 by an Irish priest who gave me the name ‘Benedicta’ and I stuck with that. I was also later confirmed by an Irish priest.

I was an exceptionally bright child, and by age 15 I was finished school. My results were very good, but university wasn’t an option.

This man came along who was very wealthy. I was 15; he was 40. His first wife had left him with two children. Apparently he came to seek my hand in marriage through an uncle of mine. My father thought he had found someone who would make him rich and make all our lives better.

My dad threatened me and pressured me into doing it. I was a very naïve 15-year-old. I obeyed my father’s wishes because of my family situation, and also out of fear of what might happen if I said no to him.

Within two weeks, my dowry was paid, which was not a big amount. My father was looking more at the long term benefits for the family. Fortunately there was no church marriage because this man wasn’t divorced from his first wife.

At 15, I inherited two children, then aged three and five. Soon after his first wife indicated that she wanted to return. My husband allowed her to move back in to the family home and I became the ‘second wife’. We all lived in the one house.

I became pregnant, but there was a lot of violence in the relationship. Because of that, I lost my baby. Within a short space of time I got pregnant again and had my son on the day of my 17th birthday.

My ex-husband was himself a medical doctor, but he believed in voodoo, and sought ‘protection’ from witch doctors. Part of the voodoo oath I had to take when we got married was that I would never have anything to do with another man, and if I ever did, then I would die. The process involved me eating a live chicken heart, uncooked. It was so unreal, and I genuinely feared for my life.

Just before my son was born, my ex-husband beat me and sent me home to my parents because I had corrected his child from the first marriage for misbehaving. My son was born in my own home. A week later, my ex-husband said I could return to the home, so I did.

My mother wasn’t allowed to stay with me to help me look after the baby, which is customary in Africa. I was so miserable. I didn’t know how to look after my son.

I had initially been accepted to study an education course in our town, but my husband wouldn’t allow it. He didn’t want me competing with him intellectually. I had nothing. I had a better vision for myself, and I told my ex-husband that I wanted better for me and my son. He got mad and ordered his driver to take my son and me back to my parents’ house. I was only allowed to bring the night-dress I was wearing that day.

My father wasn’t mad when I returned because all the good that had been promised through the marriage never materialised. He accepted me back, but I didn’t speak to him for the next three years. I felt he had mortgaged my happiness. We eventually reconciled. I realised he did it out of ignorance and greed, but also out of love. He didn’t want me to suffer in life.

I still had the voodoo oath over my head. My family had to plead with my ex-husband to take the oath off of me. Eventually he agreed, but it meant having to eat another live chicken heart. It was a nightmare.

It was about eight months later when my husband said he wanted access to our son. I reluctantly agreed but it was a trick. He barred me from seeing my son. I couldn’t bring him to court as it favours the men and we didn’t have the money anyway.

I didn’t see my son for a long time. When he was four years old, my ex-husband brought him back, saying that my son’s life was no longer safe in his house, whatever that meant. I was so happy to have him back.

At this stage I had finished a course in the polytechnic and was in university studying education. My mother and sister helped me to look after son. At university I met a lovely new man and we eventually got married in 1992 (officiated by an Irish priest).

I always knew that if I were to leave Nigeria I would come to Ireland, because I’d had such wonderful experiences with Irish missionaries. We arrived here in 2000. I’ve come to know that the Irish people are very welcoming and generous, but there is a small percentage that is not well-informed. Many of my best friends today are Irish and my daughter, who was born here, has Irish godparents.

I’ve been working in the voluntary sector here for a long time. That’s why I was invited to be part of the ‘Because I Am A Girl’ campaign with Plan Ireland. I believe my experience shows there is light at the end of the tunnel for girls and women in similar situations.

I sponsor a girl in Burkina Faso, and will do so until she is 18. I also support 10 girls in Nigeria - I call them my ‘dreamgirls’. I have become a liberated, independent woman because of access to education. It gave me hope and opportunities. I want to do the same for them.

PANEL:

*More than 100 million girls under 18, some as young as 12, are expected to marry over the next decade.

* Young mothers much more likely to suffer from complications due to early childbirth, such as obstetric fistula. Some 2 million women live with this chronic condition which ruins their lives.

* Babies born to adolescent girls have a 50% higher chance of dying before their first birthday than babies born to women in their 20s

* Worldwide, young women (15-24 years) are 1.6 times as likely as young men to be HIV positive.

See www.plan.ie