Wednesday, 9 July 2014

The Garth Brooks Concerts - An Epitaph

Let me get this out of the way upfront: The pure ego-driven self-promotion of people saying "this is a bad day for Ireland & damages our international reputation!" will get me through the rest of this week with heavy gut-laughter! While there are genuine losses here, which I won't list because they are numerous/ complicated, that the media is trying to project those as being a part of the national psyche of every person in the country is absurd - And that politicians are choosing to make numerous statements on the matter and hold emergency meetings is mind-boggling.

From visiting news sites you could be forgiven for thinking that this was the big one, the Earth stops spinning now, all resources are gone, and we just have to hope that the sun sets before it goes nova so we don't have to watch that final shockwave whip towards the planet in its unforgiving path of destruction.
Everything, as the old saying goes, seems f**ked.
A country-musician, Garth Brooks, had been booked to play Croke Park for one night, then two, then three, then FOUR nights (do numbers even get that high?!), then FIVE (f**k me, I can't keep track of a number like that and 'the run of myself'! Best lose that last one!) nights, before it all imploded in a very public spat which inevitably drew together residents of the Croke Park area, Garth Brooks, the concert promoter, Dublin City Council, the full-on actual government, local/ national/ international media, to really hammer out what they believed was best for this concert and, by association, the country, its pride and its honour.

Let's start with an epilogue: