So – there’s a big New Year’s Eve event/festival/fireworks/gig/thingy in Dublin City Centre tonight. This is to celebrate the New Year, obviously, but is also a key launch event for The Gathering, the initiative whereby everyone with an “O” in their name – such as Obama – is encouraged to remember their Irish roots and come home to get in touch with their roots, meet up with friends and family and enjoy our festivals and craic, however you’re spelling it. And it has nothing whatsoever with getting you to spend your money. Cos that’d be cynical. As cynical as that well known cynic, Gabriel Byrne. You know – our former cultural ambassador to the United States, who said the Gathering was a “scam” and claimed most Irish people do not “give a s***” about the diaspora, and that Irish-Americans will not be “shaken down” for money.
(As an aside – Jebus, I’ve not only linked to an Irish newspaper there, I’ve actually quoted an article. That’ll cost me a kidney!)
Anyway – back on topic. New Year’s Eve. There’s a whole thing going on in town. I’d link to it (they’re not charging for links!). But there’s no point. The site is down.(*)
Still, never mind. If you’re in Dublin, or possibly Ireland, you’ll no doubt have heard about what’s on. There’s a firework display at Stephen’s Green and a concert at College Green, with Imelda May, and, er… other people who won’t be on Jools Holland’s Hootenanny.
Um… good luck getting home. Dublin Bus – stop running at ten pm. DART? Sorry, an hour earlier for you. LUAS? Well, that depends. Green Line? You posh southsiders get a Night Luas running until 3:30am. You scumbag southsiders on the Red Line have to finish up your drinks, now, lads, and get to a Luas stop by half past midnight.
The Luas at least has an excuse – terminal confusion brought on by this film, which features a Luas changing direction multiple times and jumping from Red to Green lines at various points.
In other words, no public transport to speak of, at all, bar taxis.
A website that doesn’t work, for an event that’s going to leave thousands of people queuing for hours and/or without transport.
So, yeah. Come to Dublin for NYE. It’ll be great! Spend your money! We’re well organised to look after you! No, really. Honestly.
So, yeah. Come to Ireland for The Gathering. It’ll be great! Spend your money! We’re well organised to – SPEND YOUR MONEY, DAMMIT! NOW!
Ahem. Sorry about that.
But yeah, there’s an element of planning here that seems somewhat lacking. The words “pissup” and “St. James’ Gate” are coming to mind…
Anyway. I’ll be here all year, being my usual cheery self. Happy New Year, one and all!