I deliberately avoided being part of the hype over the Rubberbandits, even though people have been asking why I didn’t mention them.
As it happens, I did mention them, on Facebook a couple of weeks ago, and attracted over a hundred replies, almost all disagreeing with what I said.
Fair enough. People are entitled to their opinion, and in my opinion, the Rubberbandits are a good novelty act, parodying a particular slice of society. Unfortunately, however, you can never underestimate the cynicism or laziness of mainstream journalists.
Back in the late 80s, Scrap Saturday was a fine satirical radio show, written by, among others, Limerickman Gerry Stembridge.
Scrap Saturday tried to parody Limerick scobies by coining the phrase Stab City, and what happened? Every idiot journalist in Ireland latched onto it as a substitute for thinking. In the drink-addled brains of hacks up and down the land, Stab City became established fact, and the name spread across the fucking world. It spread so effectively that the city suffered economically as a result.
I have nothing against the Rubberbandits. I think they’re funny, and I think they made a complete fool of Joe “The Oaf” Duffy, which is always a good thing in my book, but my fear is that they offer an open goal to the same brainless hacks who would prefer a readymade stereotype instead of having to think.
And that’s the only reason I have misgivings about the Rubberbandits.
Apart from that, good luck to them.