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I was quite enjoying this thought-provoking-if-slightly-rambling Guardian comment piece on the outsourcing of porn - until I found that the Forbes piece the author is discussing is an interview with Ogi Ogas with no independently verified contect. Yep, that Ogi Ogas.

ETA: Well, at last we seem to have found what all that nosying into fandom was for...

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I’m nacbrie and last fall I was lost and I knew missing the capacity to love. So I'm leaving L.A. Dublin to come to Manchester, England in search of you, a man I have never met. Well, if by 'man' you mean 'cure for malaria' and by Manchester mean 'Sussex and then Liverpool' (for those that are wondering what's going on, may I direct you to a blog written by the silliest woman ever known. Briefly, the author has moved to Manchester (???) to find the man of her dreams whom she has met on the cosmic plane (and thus dicates her blog entries to). She describes herself as "miraculously foolish but loveable". Proceed with caution). But yes, I'm coming to the UK from July onwards until Christmas-ish. I've got a summer internship with a pharmaceutical company (interestingly, Big Pharma seem dramatically less corporate and evil-looking when they're giving you money) and then my fourth year project. Should be interesting...

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Brian Cowen steps down as FF leader, remains as Taoiseach

Or, as twitter has it, Cowen Makes History As First FF Leader To Be Toppled Amid No Allegations Of Personal Corruption - Nation Shocked.

Cowen has resigned as leader of Fianna Fáil, but not as Taoiseach (has he been listening to Mary Hanafin? God). There are now approximately eleventy million motions of no confidence him as Taoiseach (rather than party leader) tabled against him early next week by opposition parties.

Michéal Martin is now, instead of an up-and-comer exiled after a failed power grab (he was the one wot lead the anti-Cowen charge earlier in the week and resigned his ministry before it became hip) has been vaulted as a wise prophet who nobly stood against a failing power, at least if you believe the FF TDs who are starting to live up behind him. Developments will be interesting.

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The latest development is that the five ministers wot resigned stepped down so that Cowen could appoint 'fresh faces', to face the election as serving members of the cabinet. A tactic which blew up horribly in his face when the Greens told him where he could stick his musical chairs if he wasn't letting them play - a faint cheer of support for the Greens for sticking up to FF, from this quarter, but still not enough to make me vote for them LOL NO. Miriam Lord is on top form:

BY YESTERDAY morning, Government deputies were in a daze. Rumour ran riot, as is always the way, but this time, the crestfallen TDs were not inclined to scotch the stories. They wondered which of them had received calls and promises of ministerial jobs. Jobs that none of them now wanted.

“If Brian Cowen rings me, I’m not f****** answering the phone,” one likely contender told us. “I’m dreading a call,” said another.

A picture began to emerge of late-night ring arounds of deputies by the Taoiseach and his few remaining Cabinet allies. Who to believe? Such was the rush to distance themselves from the Cowen contagion, deputies – or people close to them – were queuing up to brief journalists that they had been offered jobs, but turned them down.

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Oh, dear. To lose one cabinet minister, Mr. Cowen, may be regarded as a misfortune, but to lose six looks rather more like carelessness.

[Biffo, our Esteemed Leader with an approval rating slightly below that of syphilis, called for a vote of confidence to pre-empt any leadership oustings ahead of the upcoming election. Then, after winning it (the confidence motion, that is, not election, LOL NO), five senior ministers resigned and declared their intentions not to contest the election. Not including Hanafin, who voted against him in the confidence motion but is staying as minister because, it seems, she trusts him to run the country but not the party. WTF. Anyway, then, apparently, Biffo wanted a full bedside table cabinet reshuffle but Gormley (head of the Green Party, FF's coalition partners) was, like, suck it bitch, we'll cock block you in everything except getting the budget passed, which makes no sense whatsoever (smile and spread 'em, or GO HOME). So Biffo has made Hanafin minister for enterprise ON TOP OF tourism, and the minister for agriculture is *also* minister for justice, and, I dunno, made the Dáil tea lady minister for health. No, wait, that was Mary Coughlan. Conor Lenihan I think just announced he was going to run for Fine Gael. Oh, and Vincent Browne made Dan Boyle cry. It was beautiful.

And that's what you missed on THE FIASCO THAT IS IRISH POLITICS]

To give a sense of the scale of the current political upset is difficult. The Irish Times is suitably scathing, but the best indicator is probably the fact that these events are being described in language last used when a man wanted for the murder of two people was found hiding in the Attorney General's kitchen.

On the other hand, election on 11th March, hurrah! It's a Friday, which gives a whole weekend for the results, and the recounts of the recounts of the recounts (ah, the single transferable vote, the joy that just keeps giving). Heads up, this journal may be taking a decidedly political turn.

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This is a fanfic that I originally found as an exam paper question. I'm not kidding. First one to guess the compound wins a cookie.
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Reading Sherlock fic doesn't half make me miss the good old days of britpicking in HP fandom, when not enough 'u's would get you a solid barracking. I can take 'pissy' and 'pants' and 'groceries', up to a certain point, but "enlisted as a way to pay for the last few years of medical school"? Not when your character is (a) terribly middle class, and (b) Scottish.

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Rec: Meta: Neoliberal Holmes, or, Everything I Know About Modern Life I Learned from Sherlock.

He taught me, rather than he learned me.

I was, not I were.

Hanged, instead of hung.

The man has killed his wife in a brutal stabbing, but what really rubs you wrong is his dialect.

Nothing like a death sentence to cure someone of being working class.

Sherlock Holmes, a study of a bastard.

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Oh God, I want to write a Sherlock/Silent Witness crossover in which Sherlock sets up Nikki and John just so he can have an expert witness forensic anthropologist handy. Desperately. It's too late in the evening to figure ouf if this is a bad idea or a brilliant one.

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Even though Sherlock mostly reads as asexual, this vid oh my god.

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Sherlock is rather lovely - apart from all the other things that people have pointed out, I love the sense of place of the production, and the soundtrack is cracking. I've also just realised that the scarf that I've recently finished (dark blue-grey cashmerino chunky in a ribbing'n'garter pattern which has turned out absolutely gorgeously) looks quite similar to that sported by our favourite high-functioning sociopath. It's so pretty and soft, I can't stop touching it. Er, the scarf, I mean, not Sherlock.

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