Na 'Feckers' Sin

Ní gá a dhéanamh ach na ceannlínte a léamh, go bhfeice sibh na dúradáin ag titim.

An é go bhfuil Gortghlanadh III faoi lán seoil, nó an é nach bhfuil ann ach giota spraoi dóibh uilig?

Mo chuimhne, ó tharla go mbím de shíor ag aibhsiú nasc chuig na nuachtáin laethúla, mar atá déanta agam thuas, ba mhaith liom mo bhuíochas a thabhairt do na hiriseoirí uilig as a gcuid oibre ar na míreanna a scríobhann siad, míreanna a roinnimse libhse, a léitheoirí, trí nasc a aibhsiú chucu ar mo bhlag.

Gabhaim mo bhuíochas leo, ó tharla an méid seo thíos léite agam, faoin gcaibidil 'Paddy O'Blog', ag uimhir 39 i leabhar John Waters, ‘Feckers; 50 People Who Fecked Up Ireland’,

‘He considers himself on the same level as journalists who must go out into the world every day, gather information, collect facts, submit themselves to editorial and legal processes, and ultimately take responsibility for every word they write. In fact, a regular theme of his contributions is the idea that he is in the process of supplanting conventional media and making journalists redundant.’

Ouch! An focal sin uaimse, a chairde. An focal é ‘Ouch’ meas tú? Más ea, an focal Béarla nó Gaeilge atá ann, meas tú?

Pé scéal é, i réamhrá an leabhair, tá an méid seo thíos le rá aige faoin bhfocal sin ‘fecker’, agus maith dom úsáid an fhocail mhóir eile sin, ach tá sé san alt aige féin, an dtuigeann sibh,

‘A ‘fucker’ is someone for whom the speaker retains a degree of respect, whereas ‘fecker’ has a hint of dismissiveness about it.

But the word ‘fecker’ retains about its person some element of regard. There is a sense that the accused is, if not exactly admired, at least held in a somewhat exasperated tolerance. A ‘fecker’ is someone who may exhaust the patience but not entirely the affections.’

Is le gean agam oraibh a roinnim an t-eolas sin libh, a chairde. Bígí, ahem, foighneach liom, le bhur dtoil…
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