Despatch #001.7(b)
Posted on Thursday, June 21, 2007I have climbed to the mountain-top monastery on the road north from N and I am now hiding in a cavern beneath the High Altar.
Dear God, the sights I have seen in the last three days, I hope never to see again in my life. Such distortions. Such obscenities. It should all be destroyed. I must make contact with Disparager.
This thing must be ended now before it grows stronger and begins to threaten all that we know.
Wish me luck.
















June 21st, 2007
Sounds like fuel for the fairy tales! Good luck!
June 21st, 2007
While you’re there, you might ask the parish priest if he found a bundle of tenners in an Aldi bag in the graveyard last weekend
June 21st, 2007
Are ya in Dublin Bock?
June 21st, 2007
Joining a gym is never easy Bock, but if you must sacrifice yourself for the greater good then go ahead.
June 21st, 2007
i’ll raise a glass to ya, sugar!
June 21st, 2007
Bock, are you sorting out the people at the baggage company for Damien?
June 21st, 2007
AAAHHHHHH!!! BEHIND YOU!!!!
June 21st, 2007
I suppose it’s been damp and warm enough lately to bring the magic mushrooms out early!!!
June 21st, 2007
He’s readin the Da Vinci Code and th’oul dhrink has got him all confused. Wrinkly, would ye ever take away his book?
June 21st, 2007
I’m currently writing a book called The McGlinchey Code. It’s about the murky underbelly of the GAA.
June 21st, 2007
Bock, I miss you.
Nora - class!
Cap’n - or the IRA?
Bock, I am answering your comments today, just this once while you are - where are you? No, don’t tell me, I want to live to see my children grown.
June 21st, 2007
Lux perpetua luceat eo.
I think he has gotten locked into the washing machine.
Someone should pull the plug before the fast spin.
June 22nd, 2007
Do you have wifi in that there cavern under the altar, Bock? Or are you using dial-up down the altar’s phone-line? What if God calls and needs to talk to someone about the flower-rota or with a great fund-raising idea for the leaky roof?
June 22nd, 2007
I’m pulling the plug on this op.
Signal for extraction and come on home safe.
You’ve done your part.
June 22nd, 2007
The squid has gone. Sad day.
June 22nd, 2007
Dont forget a stick of rock for us all when you get back. he,he,
June 22nd, 2007
Will someone send a homing pigeon to Bock and tell him his timing’s off for climbing the “Reek”.
June 22nd, 2007
Horrible thought. He hasn’t been made a junior minister, has he?
June 22nd, 2007
Would it be all that bad if he was? It might improve the air up in Leinster house to have a professional “Cleanout”.
June 22nd, 2007
This idle chatter is getting us nowhere. Bock is risking more than just his life to bring us these updates and we are taking a major risk by speculating. I am going to continue to talk to Bock in code.
Bock, the blind camel is in the treehouse. Repeat; the blind camel is in the treehouse. Tie the pantyhose to the monkey’s tail, Bock. Tie it now.
June 22nd, 2007
i like the message in the bottle trick…