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Another mindmelding tragedy, another depressingly banal Roddy Doyle story about two lads struggling to process the world going to hell in a handbasket.
The internet has a short memory, so it's hard to remember when Doyle's 'Two Pints' series offered some kind of comfort after terrible worldfuckery had taken place. But the concept of two working class Dublin men blundering their way through conversation on the world's worries in clipped sentences was soothing to some people once. I think.
Doyle has gone back to the well this morning, with twin tragedies of Buncrana and Brussels on the menu for his two nameless everyoldlads.
-Fuckin' terrible week.-Another one.-Jesus, though - tha' family in Buncrana. Can you imagine?-No. No - yeah. I...
Posted by Roddy Doyle on Wednesday, March 23, 2016
Fucking hell man indeed. He actually wrote 'Je Suis Tintin'. Sure, no one has the words to make sense of either of these things, but silence is far more artful than sentimentality.
Knives were out on Twitter this morning.
Roddy Doyle is sitting there waiting for people to die or tragedy to happen so he can write a stupid Facebook post about it. #utterscutter
— Jude (@Judacus91) March 23, 2016
We admire Doyle's desire to try and offer some crumbs of comfort but he must recognise that he is providing the opposite. Just as barbarism must not win, neither can mawkishness.
