![]() Political satire is allowed - Political posts ARE allowed as long as they bear relevance to the show and are not harmful to the community. No egregious violence or sexual content - Posts and comments with gore, promotion of violence, or porn will be removed and may be considered a bannable offense. ![]() Tim, the comedic genius and all-around awesome guy, has been rockin’ the entertainment scene for over a decade. They’ve been together since way back in 2006, and boy, have they been through it all. That’s not me, it’s a rule the subreddit has. Tim Robinson and the fantastic family he’s built alongside his wife, Heather Robinson, is heartwarming. Don’t look around, find the one with the most meat, and always eat that one. Like mostly JUST chips with like nothin on em but, like, a little bit of cheese and maybe one little nugget of meat. You’re hoggin em so we’re mostly getting just, like, JUST chips. All the ones with the meat and cheese and everything, the ones that are fully loaded. No sloppy steaks - Don't make some poor restaurant employee's shift harder by pouring water all over you steak, you piece of shit.ĭon’t eat all the fully loaded nachos - That’s NOT allowed! Don’t eat all the fully loaded nachos. Duplicate posts (including cross-posts) will be removed. No duplicate posts/cross-posts - Check before you post. ![]() Repeat offenders/obvious spammers will be permanently banned. Breaking this rule may result in a temporary ban. This includes links to creator profiles (i.e., Etsy profiles or social media accounts with sale links). “A rush of talk like the whirl of starlings coming to roost” – a lot of it talk in Irish – lies beneath his writings, in the stories he gathered, the old (and sometimes not so old) place-names he recorded.No links (direct or indirect) which promote sale of ITYSL merchandise - If you wanna show off your ITYSL merch, feel free to do so! Posts/comments containing links to webstores/other sales sites will be removed. He paid attention to the people who lived in and worked the land as much as to the landscape itself. His personality – gentle, generous, inquisitive, quietly humorous – was important too. He walked the land, he was present in its contours and its weathers, he stopped to talk and to listen. He practiced a quiet revolt against the dualism of mind and body: his legs and his ears were every bit as important as his eyes and his mind. He was “drunk on flowers, on the nectar of their names” and he practiced “the priestcraft of water”. Robinson was in many ways a late flourish of the great English Romantic tradition, an heir to William Wordsworth and Samuel Coleridge. Tim Robinson (seated), shows the Ford European Conservation trophy won by himself and his wife, Mairead, in Madrid in March 1988, to Senator Eamon de Buitlear (left), one of the Irish judging panel, and Eddie Nolan, chairman and managing director of Henry Ford and Son Ltd. What made Robinson so special, and so irreplaceable, was his ability to see what he was looking at with many eyes simultaneously, to take in at once science (geology and botany), art (the fall of land and light on the perceiving eye) and narrative (the history and folklore of the people who inhabit it). To undo a little of this damage has been for me, an Englishman, a work of reparation.” “Among the historical roots of Ireland’s carelessness of place,” he wrote, “is the retreat of its language and the accompanying anglicization of its placenames, which have been defaced, rendered dumb and sometimes reduced to the ridiculous. Perhaps only an English outsider could have given this project such care. That gloriously unreasonable project produced the two-volume Stones of Aran and the three Connemara books that collectively constitute one of the great literary achievements of our time on these islands. His concern was the planet – our luck was that he chose to concentrate his great powers of observation and expression on some small rainy western Irish corners of it. In fact, though, Robinson called what he did, not “geography” but “geophany, the showing forth of the earth”. But it is his astonishing books, the two-volume Stones of Aran and the Connemara trilogy, that will stand as timeless monuments to a genius who combined the linguistic brilliance of a poet with the precision of the mathematician he once was. Generations of tourists have been guided and enthralled by his marvellous maps of these radiant places. Tim Robinson, who has died a fortnight after he lost his beloved wife, Máiréad (the M evoked in so many of his works) was a Yorkshire man who came to know, as they have never been known before or since, three Irish landscapes: the Burren, the Aran Islands and Connemara.Īuthor Tim Robinson pictured near Roundstone, Connemara, Co Galway. Ireland was blessed to have had, for almost 50 years, the loving attention of one of the greatest writers of lands. The word “geography” means in its origins “the writing of lands”.
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