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	<title>Comments on: Burn them all!</title>
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		<title>By: Kesey</title>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2005/09/22/burn-them-all/#comment-11</link>
		<dc:creator>Kesey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2005 11:06:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Fuck, I hadn't heard about the robbery. The whole business just fits in with the general soul-withering awfulness of this O'Connell Street "makeover". Once the street was merely shabby, now it resembles a mortuary slab with a giant hypodermic needle sticking out of it. The lighting is too harsh (a pitiful attempt to make this by-the-numbers urban desert dramatic) making the place feel empty and exposed at night. To add to the alienation, the squared-off trees resemble the little green plastic shrubberies one sees in a butcher's shop window.

The Commies used to build shit like this: the Celtic Tigers share the same lack of concern for the human element and same surfeit of ideological smugness as those old regimes; hopefully, they will end up sharing the same unmarked quicklime pits.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Fuck, I hadn&#8217;t heard about the robbery. The whole business just fits in with the general soul-withering awfulness of this O&#8217;Connell Street &#8220;makeover&#8221;. Once the street was merely shabby, now it resembles a mortuary slab with a giant hypodermic needle sticking out of it. The lighting is too harsh (a pitiful attempt to make this by-the-numbers urban desert dramatic) making the place feel empty and exposed at night. To add to the alienation, the squared-off trees resemble the little green plastic shrubberies one sees in a butcher&#8217;s shop window.</p>
<p>The Commies used to build shit like this: the Celtic Tigers share the same lack of concern for the human element and same surfeit of ideological smugness as those old regimes; hopefully, they will end up sharing the same unmarked quicklime pits.</p>
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		<title>By: Gurrier</title>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2005/09/22/burn-them-all/#comment-10</link>
		<dc:creator>Gurrier</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You ask for matches, I'll ask for petrol.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You ask for matches, I&#8217;ll ask for petrol.</p>
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		<title>By: Arsela Undress</title>
		<link>http://thegurrier.com/2005/09/22/burn-them-all/#comment-9</link>
		<dc:creator>Arsela Undress</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 08:19:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>This is why my birthday \ Christmas present requests for a flamethrower are ignored.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is why my birthday \ Christmas present requests for a flamethrower are ignored.</p>
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