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No Laughing Matter

Posted on February 10, 2017 by jasonoruairc

Nobody knew where it came from, or how it spread so far, so quickly. It appeared on three continents in the course of one day; a mark on the calendar that became portentously known as Day 1. It was soon … Continue reading →

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Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Azerbaijan, Belfast, Benny Hill, border, Cobh, Cork, Ebola, epidemic, faith, Father Ted, Fawlty Towers, First Minister, Frank Carson, Hugh Grant, humour, Hyena, Ireland, Jason O'Rourke, Jim Davidson, Kitchener, LAD, laughter, Literature, Long Kesh, loyalists, Malone Road, measles, Mexico City, Mrs Brown's Boys, New York Times, Only Fools and Horses, Outbreak, pandemic, Pink Panther, politics, Porridge, Rathlin Island, Red Dwarf, republicans, Shoot-to-kill, short story, Steve Martin, Stormont, Sydney, UTV, Vernacularisms, violence, Virus, WPLongform, writing | 7 Comments

House Party

Posted on May 19, 2014 by jasonoruairc

The house next door has been empty for around a month now. The Housing Executive haven’t got round to installing those brown perforated metal shutters over the doors and windows yet, and the place is being used as a party … Continue reading →

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Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged alcoholic, Belfast, blood, cats, drugs, Housing Executive, Jackie Chan, Jason O'Rourke, Literature, Lower Ormeau Road, Ormeau Bridge, Ormeau Road, party house, Rutland St, sash windows, short story, skinhead, USPCA, violence, writing | Leave a comment

Beyond the Pale

Posted on November 18, 2013 by jasonoruairc

The pavement is too narrow for them, half-blocked by parked cars. They need the full width of the street to tack and weave, for they are completely blocked; snottered. These two culchies have ventured out of the student ghetto of … Continue reading →

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Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Ava Avenue, Barrack Buster, Belfast, cider, comedy, Culchies, drunkenness, GAA, Gaelic Football, Holylands, intimidation, Jason O'Rourke, Literature, Lower Ormeau Road, Nissan MIcra, Ormeau Bakery, Ormeau Bridge, Ormeau Road, Piano soundtrack, short story, Silent movies, students, violence, writing | 8 Comments

Drumbeat

Posted on April 19, 2013 by jasonoruairc

Pawel still hasn’t fully grasped the complexities of Belfast’s sectarian society. He is lying on the cold concrete of the entry. Yellow-edged, purple bruises are blossoming unseen on his body. Each breath stabs like a knife. He doesn’t know it … Continue reading →

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Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged Ballyclare, Belfast, Bodhrán, broken bones, bruises, bunting, Catholics, contentious parades, drums, East Belfast, Farnham Street, fear, fenian, fifes, Flags, flegs, Flutes, Glasgow Rangers, Guinness, immigration, Irish girls, Irish Music, Irish writers, Jason O'Rourke, Kelly's Cellars, Literature, Lower Ormeau Road, loyalists, Madden's Bar, orange parades, Ormeau Road, paramilitaries, Poland, Polish immigrants, red white and blue, rioting, Sectarianism, short story, Short Strand, taig, The Hercules Bar, The Queen, UDA, victims, violence, Woodstock Road, WPLongform, writing | 7 Comments

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