Month: April 1999

Foolishness and Codology

'A country without village idiots is not worth living in. Without them there is no way of knowing who are sane.' - Oliver St. Gogarty, *As I Was Going Down Sackville St.* 'Sounds like the most serious, intrepid and desperate act in Dublin since the Holy Order of the Lemon filled the River Liffey with lemons a few years ago...' Robert Anton Wilson on The Festival of Fools 1999 T'was a warm and pleasant spring afternoon - 5pm on Tuesday, March 29th 1999, when the Count O'Blather, resplendent in his motoring leathers, clerical collar and wide-brimmed hat, loped up Dublin's South William St. towards The Castle Lounge, more commonly known as Grogan's. On nearing the lounge doorway, he caught site of the handsomely aquiline features and lengthy gait of Smolian rounding the corner. The two exchanged greetings, threats and irrelevant unpleasantries before ducking inside the tavern. Inside was an cheery...