Has homophobia become the scourge of modern Ireland?

As a close relative and friend of openly proud and beautiful gay people who I love and respect with all of my heart and soul, I have to say the recent gruesome murders of two gentlemen in Sligo, and the high profile attacks on two other people (one in Sligo, one in Dublin) has left me sickened to my very core.

  So troubled am I regarding the distinct possibility that an attack so vicious could be levelled upon my loved ones by another human being, I’m now, more than ever, very concerned for their physical and emotional welfare.

  A man has been remanded in custody charged in connection with the murders of much-loved and respected Roscommon native Aidan Moffitt (RIP) and Sligo native Michael Snee (RIP).

  While I am not referring specifically to a case now due to come before court, recent tragic events in our country suggest that homophobia and deep-rooted prejudice and discrimination may be at their peak in Ireland. I don’t know about you folks, but I personally find such types of behaviours to be deeply disquieting.

  It’s been seven years since we historically became the first country to legalise same-sex marriage – by an overwhelmingly popular vote. It’s also been seven years since the Gender Recognition Act 2015 made it possible for trans people to have their preferred gender legally recognised by the State; yet hate crime legislation appears to remain stubbornly beyond our reach.

  Therefore, until our government stops faffing about and actually enacts this legislation, hate-motivated offences against innocent members of society will continue to be carried out (again, I am not referring to any specific case when I say that).

  This is such a difficult time for members of the LGBTQI+ community. Today, rather than feeling confident living their lives, rather than feeling proud in the knowledge they’re part of a community that truly loves and cherishes them, they’re instead probably more likely to hide who they are; and that’s so wrong.

  Discrimination has no place whatsoever in our society. Sexual orientation and gender identity are fundamental aspects of ourselves and therefore should never, ever lead to bias, intolerance, abuse, violence or murder.

  This country has (finally), constitutionally recognised that each and every single one of its citizens is worthy and deserving of respect, love and equality. However, sadly, as humanity (or certain aspects of it) insist on devaluing, discriminating and violating the dignities and the rights of all, it’s clear that homophobia has not just become a problem within Irish society, it has actually become a scourge, a curse, and a plague.

  I’ve got no doubt the horrific, tragic deaths of Mr Moffitt and Mr Snee have shattered the hearts of all who loved them into a million pieces. I know they’ve deeply affected me and mine. I cannot imagine the pain and suffering the Moffitts, the Snees, the friends and the communities who adored and cherished these two beautiful men will face in the coming weeks, months and years as they come to grips with their loss.

  However, while it may be of little comfort, I hope that, as they pass through their various stages of grief, they’ll take some small solace in knowing that the thoughts, prayers, support and sympathies of Roscommon People readers are with them. May both Aidan and Michael rest in peace.

Vogue dear…do try to keep something to yourself!

Being in the public eye can prove to be a fickle business. For that reason it’s understandable (kind of) that some Z listers (I’m talking about you Vogue Williams), embarrassingly push the boundaries when it comes to what is, and what isn’t, interesting when sharing every aspect of their lives on social media.

  I imagine that fame – and remaining relevant – can prove to be addictive for some. I also imagine it’s difficult to constantly refresh one’s image in a bid to keep one’s followers interested; but perhaps by posting about her sex life or rather the ‘ban’ imposed on it, ‘personality’ Vogue Williams has gone a step too far?

  Dubliner Vogue – who once modelled for me for a photoshoot when I was editor of a wedding magazine –  is truly as lovely as she is stunning. However, in an apparent effort to prevent her brand from declining, Vogue, (currently expecting her third child with reality TV show participant husband Spencer Matthews), recently revealed how her doctor ‘tried’ to place a ‘sex ban’ on the couple, quickly adding, ‘it didn’t work’.

  Seriously hon, there must be better ways for a clever woman like yourself to garner extra ‘likes’, ‘followers’ and podcast ‘subscribers’, and keep your career from petering out than launching your sex life as a platform to thrust upon us the intimate ins and outs of your marriage! My apologies for the pun.

  What’s next? In a bid to top Vogue, will we now see other has-beens, complete with ‘glam squads’ and not a hair out of place, sitting atop some gynae’s table discussing the trials, traumas and tribulations around their personal birthing stories?

  While I wish Vogue a safe delivery and a happy life with her family, I must confess I have absolutely no desire to hear or read any more nuggets of info relating to either her ‘doctor-imposed’ ‘sex ban’ or, come to that, her possible postpartum activities.

‘Misogynistic undertones’? Would you ever get over yourself Jamie!

In a world where Russia has invaded Ukraine, where innocent people are being murdered, and where families cannot afford to pay their energy bills, the topic on everyone’s lips is Ryan Tubridy’s  ‘inappropriate’ age question, which – according to Derry Girls’ actor Jamie-Lee O’Donnell, the lady it was aimed at – contained ‘misogynistic undertones’.  Would ya ever get a grip girl!

  It was an innocent question, and, when asked in the context of you, a reported 30-year-old playing a teenager, it was a relevant one; so everyone needs to get over themselves!

  It was also meant as a compliment to be a lady of a certain age who can very convincingly portray a sassy teenager; so I really don’t know why you, and half of Ireland, were having conniptions when Tubs had the ‘audacity’ to broach the subject. Sure from the hills of County Roscommon you could practically see the politically correct, outraged, over-sensitive irate mob of torch-bearing, pitchfork-waving villagers marching on RTE!

  Oh, if anyone’s wondering how I know Jamie’s age, as in am I communicating confidential information to the prejudice of the safety of the State which breaches the Official Secrets Act, er no, I simply Googled her, as in, the information is freely available.