Saturday, May 27, 2017

Update - My Scribbles

You Up Yet Leo?

In these times of elitist politics and feigned democracy, I often find myself wondering what would the heroes of 1916 think of the Ireland in which we live in today?

Did they truly fight and die for this? Yes, the class rule of British oppression has been abolished, however those seats seemed to be have been filled instead by the self righteous politician. The politician who is out wholly for their own agenda and views the ordinary citizen as insignificant, savage, slow witted and lazy.

Now, perhaps few, except Joan Burton, are so willing to vocalise their true feeling towards the people they're supposed to serve, however, actions speak louder than words.

Let's take, in my opinion, the most scandalous and underhanded political event in recent times, the last general election. Literally, not one single vote that we cast as a nation counted. Let me reiterate that, YOUR VOTE DIDN'T MATTER. Despite the fact that Fine Gael DID NOT gain a majority vote, astoundingly, they retained power and Enda hung on in there. I'm baffled, I was under the impression that Collins, Connolly, De Valera, Clarke, MacDonagh, Pearse, Markievicz, had all fought for a democratic Ireland. I believed that they had fought for equality, for a free Ireland, their aim was to dismantle the class divide, not to merely pass it onto the sanctimonious and out-of-touch politician.

So now, regardless of the fact that the majority of the country DID NOT want FG to lead us, we have come to a point, where two pompous shysters within the party have the audacity to consider themselves for the role as our Taoiseach. Neither of them deserve to lead the Irish, not just based on the fact that their party lost the last election but based on their own personal merits and moral values. Neither has the capacity to understand the needs, goals and fears of the ordinary Irish citizen and neither wants to be named Taoiseach for the sake of the welfare of the Irish people but rather, merely for the superficial title and, more importantly, the expansive pay packet and pension which comes with it.

Two in the same, Giant Douche or Turd Sandwich, who will it be? On one hand, we have Varadkar and on the other, Coveney and sometimes, I can't tell them apart; Each resonate with a stagnant stench of arrogance and both fail to recognise the rights, priorities and requirements of the man who isn't raking in €100K + a year.


Monday, February 6, 2017

Update - My Scribbles

The Revolution introduced me to art, and in turn, art introduced me to revolution - Albert Einstein

From remake, to "based on a true story", to repetitive and uninspired imagery, to hallow lyrics and over produced melodies, to unscripted drama and melodramatic plots, it seems that originality, creativity and imagination have taken a back seat in the world of mainstream art.

As I pulled up to work this morning, Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody blared through my speakers and I thought "What a song." The variety of melodies and instruments, invigorating and the thought-out, heartfelt and authentic lyrics, captivating. Though I don't know exactly what inspired Mercury or what went through his head as he penned the words, I couldn't help but feel a connection with the artist, as he bared his soul for the world to see. However, when I switched off my blutooth, the radio went on and some irritating, pointless and repetitive noise spewed out of the speakers; what the song was, I couldn't say, to me it sounded like every other hallow drawl which had been "created" over the last decade or two.

In fact, it has been proven that over the last fifty years, the quality of popular music has been in decline, manufactured groups and recording artists are the accepted norm and the self made singer/songwriter is increasingly rare but going from bad to worse, the creative decline has slowly seeped into literature, television and film as well...


© Sarah O’Regan


Sunday, February 5, 2017

Update - My Thoughts

Spring Fever is Here!

First let me extend a super awesome 2017 to you! I've been away from my blog in recent months, sadly it was a necessary sacrifice as time is so fleeting of late, I feel the older I get, the faster it zooms by.

I don't know about you but I sense a buzz of excitement about 2017, something is tingling inside me, whispering, "It's gonna be a good year." I'm not sure where this unknown source of positivity is stemming from but I certainly intend on embracing it.

I've been dedicating myself to my novel over the last few years and have set a deadline to finish this draft within a few weeks; I'm actually really excited about reaching this deadline because draft three will be the completed story. No more plot, subplot or side stories to write - It's complete, it's down on paper; Three years of my life, spread across 400 odd pages. Not that I didn't enjoy the experience immensely, it was a huge part of my life but it will certainly be an accomplishment to type that final full-stop. Then begins the process I'm eagerly awaiting, the tweaking and editing!

I did, however, manage to find a little spare time over Christmas to write a new piece but have only found more time this weekend to edit it. There's just a little more work left to do but will have it ready for tomorrow

Anyway, spring is in the air! Time to dust off the lens or grab a notebook or sketchpad, get out, embrace the natural, flourishing world and get creating.

© Sarah O’Regan

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