In Ireland, north and south, men who have had sex with men (MSM) can never give blood. But this might be changing in the north as it has to get in line with the rest of the UK where it’s ok once you haven’t had sex with another man in a year.
I started questioning my spiritual beliefs just before I made my Confirmation. Science and doubt pervaded my thoughts and I flipped between blasphemous atheism and overwhelming Catholic guilt until I was fourteen.
A few months back, Bindel wrote an article for the Huffington Post called “Where’s the Politics in Sex?”. There are things she says that make sense. Like how we all face compulsory heterosexuality from birth. And how she made a positive choice to be a lesbian. Good for her! We really do live in a world that assumes heterosexuality of (almost) all of us. And choosing to embrace your sexuality, to decide who and how you will love is brilliant.
Katie Taylor fights China’s Cheng Dong in the final of The Women’s World Boxing Championships tonight. She should win. Having said that, Dong is a tall south-paw with a long reach so it won’t be easy. Dong will also be aware of how close Underwood came in the semi-final and what tactics she used. All in all, tonight’s should be a fascinating final. And you can see it live!
What is it about a badge and a gun? Why does the combo turn the most intellegent, articulate of women into a drooling mass of hormones? Tough female cops are hot, there’s no way round it. They are, and hopefully will ever be, a stable of TV. But who is your favourite? Vote and let us know who your favourite TV cops are.
Tracy is on the phone to her mammy who says that she can’t come to the big 30th birthday. Tracy is broken-hearted. While on the phone, there’s a knock on her door and guess what? It’s mammy!!! YAY!!! Actually it’s a tester-sized mammy, you have to send away for the full-size.
I’m getting used to it, but there is a fine line between acknowledging that single parenthood is bloody hard work and acting like raising my son, the greatest joy in my life, is some sort of tragedy.
There Will Be Rain is the brainchild of writer and actor Marc McCabe, who was one of the quartet in the play Working Late, one of the biggest successes of this year’s Dublin Gay Theatre Festival. When they finished the week-long run of Working Late, Marc approached the play’s writer, director and producer, Rebecca Walsh, to see what she thought of his script.
The Emmy’s last night were all about Archie and Glee for this Gaelick writer. Was I disappointed? Or did our bisexual character (Kalinda in The Good Wife) and lesbian actress (Jane Lynch) do the do? Plus, what about the gay guys, Neil Patrick Harris and everything else in Glee? Read on if you want to know, or wait until this evening and it’ll be on RTE 2 at 9.30pm.
This year, Glee has been nominated in most Primetime Emmy award categories, but insiders agree that they probably won’t win any of the big ones. Glee is an Emmy anomaly in that it’s youth-led; based in high-school with unknown actors. Most of the acting nominees have been around for years.
I am on a rant. Feel free to click away, but my ardour is up and my goat has well and truly been gotten. I’m so angry that I just allowed a very badly-constructed sentence to pass my editor radar. Why? Where the HELL are the Irish women in sport? Not on the effing telly anyway!
I have to admit to having a slight crush on Angelina. Ok, ok, more than a slight crush. What? I’m a lezzer! So, it was with great…ahem….anticipation that I went to see her new film, Salt. When the wife and I sat down, she looked around and chuckled at all of the sisters who were doing exactly what we were doing. It seems an Angie (she said I could call her that) film is a convention for the unconventional.
For the discerning appraisal of our Álainn or Appalling readers this week is RTÉ’s peripatetic pretty lady, Kathryn Thomas. The tantalizing Mzz Thomas has trekked far from her native Blockbog Road, County Carlow, at the helm of RTÉ travel show No Frontiers. But Thomas has definitely not been the sluggish sun-lounger type
I heard someone during the week describe The Really Hellish Turd as “car crash TV”. I’ve always wondered about that phrase. I mean, who in the right mind watches a car crash? Maybe that’s my problem, if I could only become more interested in pile-ups, this show would be a blast.
The gorgeous Angie Harmon is in a new show that is causing all sorts of murmurings on t’internet. Rizzoli and Isles is a cop show. So far so meh, but it’s a cop show in which the two main characters are women. “Oooh, tell me more Hal”, I hear you say.
Ever think that your lady bits or those of your girl could use a make-over? If so, Cosmopolitan gave stencils for your pubic hair recently and, this month, talk about trimming. If that’s not enough, check out this new invention for your mons: clitter.
Being the type of person who lies in bed for hours thinking about who won the Oscar for Best Actress in 1988 (Jodie for The Accused), or why Q is always followed by U (it isn’t always, however it comes from the ‘QU’ figure in old Latin), or how to construct a sentence without using the letter E (good luck), inevitably my mind wanders to The Real L Word. Or, as I shall now be calling it, the Really Hellish Turd.