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On the beer strong

Wexford absolutely robbed.

Rory McIlroy is the Masters champion. #themasters

The Saw Doctors and the RTÉ Concert Orchestra perform Same Oul’ Town #TommyTiernanShow @tommedian @sawdoctors @rte_co

#Seanad2025 - On the transfer of the 1st sub-parcel of O'Callaghan, Shane votes, the value credited to Byrne, Cathal is greater than the quota. Byrne, Cathal is therefore deemed to be elected. #seeforyourself Check out the Seanad 2025 Results Hub page - oir.ie/9ab621a

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Holy shit it’s actually happening.

Give the man a dig out

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The name "Copper-Faced Jack" evokes strong images for Dubliners. Today, we discuss the evil barrister/judge, not the sticky-floored culchie petri-dish of a nightclub, owned by former Garda Cathal Jackson. Tipperary-born Jack Scott was an 18th-century hanging judge, notoriously rude drunkard, glutton, & gobshite. His extravagant living rendered him so overweight and intoxicated that he needed servants to carry him to bed at night. Loathed by his peers, the pathological social climber was at various times attorney-general, lord chief justice, & Earl of Clonmel. His palatial gaff was Clonmell House on 17 Harcourt Street, Dublin. His nickname referred to his ruddy complexion, during his furious rants in court. He was called to the bar in 1765, where his ruthless intelligence made him a very wealthy and famous barrister. In 1767, he married a wealthy widow, Mrs. Catherine Anna Maria Roe. She would die 3 years later. He was elected M.P. for Mullingar in 1769. He remarried another wealthy woman, Margaret Lawless, in 1779. An example of his aggressive nature was his role in inventing the frequently fatal sport of bayonet fencing. Even when he was Attorney General, CFJ publicly defended the custom of duelling, even as other lawmakers attempted to outlaw it. In 1779, during trade riots in the city, a mob tried to murder him. He escaped, but his Harcourt Street gaff was smashed up. He was created Viscount Clonmell in 1789. As he rapidly climbed the professional and political ladders, his vindictiveness was noted by many contemporaries. One described him as "a malevolent outcast from all social intercourse of life, driven to madness by spleen and vanity, forlorn in reputation, and sunk in abilities."CFJ was arrogant in court and whilst still a barrister was disrespectful to his peers. He was so rude to one called Hackett that a resolution was passed that the whole court system couldn't restart until he apologised. Unsurprisingly, this belligerent brute had many enemies, and he wasn't shy about bending the law and subjecting them to his own brand of "justice" and political witchhunts. The eccentric owner of the Dublin Evening Post, John Magee. Magee was sued for libel by Francis Higgins, one of CFJ's rare mates. Magee called Higgins a ‘Sham Squire'. He also criticised him in his newspapers. CFJ abused his position as chief justice to persecute and financially ruin Magee. However, the case was seen as vindictive, the punishment greatly reduced, and new laws created to prevent abuses of power like that. When he got out of prison in 1789 he (very publicly) swore vengeance. Soon posters began to go up all over town, reputedly from John Magee bizzarely announcing he had a massive budget of £10,000 to retaliate. One of CFJs many properties was a beautiful home in Blackrock called Temple Hill. This was a peaceful pad outside of the city where his lordship could relax. Naturally, the vengeful Magee bought the plot of land next door called Fiat Hill. Advertisements announced it would be the site of a free carnival! Word of the dastardly scene quickly got about & thousands of people, many of them enemies of CFJ, converged for a weekend of debauchery. They were greeted by huge carnival tents hosting bands & booze. There were entertainment booths of every description & sport which could be bet on, from boxing to "slippery pig catching" Magee announced that anyone who caught them could keep them, and he released the huge greasy porkers in the direction of CFJs pristinely manicured gardens! Tragically, it appears at the end of his life he figured out that he had been the villain all along. In his last diary entry, he described himself as: ‘a helpless, ignorant, unpopular, accursed individual: forsaken by government, persecuted by parliament, hated by the bar…deserted by your oldest friends.’ On the 23rd of May 1798, the day of Wolfe Tone's failed rebellion, CFJ died, aged 59. He is buried in St. Peter’s on Aungier Street.

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Penalties are a big plus in Hurling. A test to see who has the medicine to go through that and come out on top. Disagree with those who want to scrap it. There has to be winners and losers. Ballygunner fitter and programmed but St. Thomas’s the better hurlers. Some entertainment.

Delighted to have my story included in #storiesfromtheheartofireland a book full of inspirational short stories! Mine was about my struggles with grief after my friend Chris died, aged 19. All royalties from it’s sale, will go to @MakeAWish_ie. A perfect Christmas gift!

With heart and hand

@benegan97 Ref giving the town team all the calls as usual

Gorey giving Craanford the business @cathalmurphy97

Mup the Ford

Excellent work @UgandaGaelic, but remember to keep always two hands in the hurl as you’re lifting the sliotar up.