Laura Kennedy
Columnist at Irish Times
Writer at Freelance
writer who asks annoying questions [email protected]
Articles
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2 weeks ago |
irishtimes.com | Laura Kennedy
When an emigrant thinks of home (if they’re lucky), the picture that arises will be a fixed one. A solid image that reliably comes to mind. The house where they were brought up, a particular collection of people seated around a particular dinner table, or a vivid feeling of deeply ingrained recognition and familiarity.
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1 month ago |
irishtimes.com | Laura Kennedy
Many Irish people seem to harbour a conception of their potential Australian life, whether or not they ever emigrate. I only really realised this after moving to Australia myself, visiting home and watching faces mist over at the mention of this vast country on the other side of the world.
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1 month ago |
irishtimes.com | Laura Kennedy
It’s happened several times in the last year. A woman celebrity whose face we all know appears in public. It might be Demi Moore, Lindsay Lohan or, most recently, actor Anne Hathaway. It’s them – but somehow it isn’t. Work has been done, clearly, but precisely what that work is you can’t say. It’s a face from 15 years ago or more but crisper and more perfect. The jawline is sharper, the nose neater. The eyes brighter and skin tauter and more even. The neck is a new neck.
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1 month ago |
irishtimes.com | Laura Kennedy
Few of us have a healthy relationship with our phones. Chatting with a writer friend recently, I realised that even the people rejecting the ubiquity of smartphones (and there aren’t many) are in that camp with the rest of us. As we sat outdoors on a crisp autumnal Australian day, the sun hitting my back and its 23-degree heat calming my bones, she ruined everything. “I got rid of my iPhone!” my friend said, staring at me over a cup of coffee with unsettling ocular intensity.
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1 month ago |
irishtimes.com | Laura Kennedy
Homesickness creeps up on you stealthily, though you would think you could feel it coming. I awoke this morning realising that it had somehow wriggled between my ribs during the night and there it sat, its cold, smooth, bottom-heavy weight tugging invisibly like the lead sinkers we attached to a fishing line as kids. I hadn’t anticipated it or noticed its approach, but I’ve lived away from home long enough to know that it is an inevitable part of the experience.
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RT @dieworkwear: I want to give credit to my editors, who asked me to write 2,000 words on why Andrew Tate wears such tight pants. I submit…
Ireland is experiencing an identity crisis, and our leadership is not equipped (or willing) to deal with it. https://t.co/k9lSi3KJDw
It should not be controversial to say that there is no ideological, religious or political cause which could justify the intentional kidnapping and deliberate slaughter of babies or the ceremonial desecration of their memory. None.
The only thing more disturbing than the fate of the Bibas family is the silence from my non-Jewish peers.
