When the neo-Nazis get organised here in Ireland it’ll be some cod-Celtic nonsense like the Sons of Balor or Tuatha De Dannann Purity. Thankfully it won’t be Irish Pride because that’s a sliced pan, writes Colm O’Regan

Donald Trump is probably the closest there is a toddler in terms of lying. So far he has made more than 800 false or misleading claims, writes Colm O’Regan

I can’t keep up with it, says Colm O’Regan. 

Rival — the word comes from the Latin rivus, or a stream. Presumably keen rivalries began between people who shared a stream. One man’s fish-source is another man’s tannery drain.

Apparently the Confederations Cup was on over the last while. It’s the tournament to give a little smoke test to the football World Cup the following year. 

Everywhere I go, people always ask me: who I am, and where do I come from. And I always tell them, I’m from Dripsey, MIGHTY, MIGHTY DRIPSEY.

Some Republican senators these days seem to be playing the Bad Guy in such an obvious way, they make the A-Team look like The Wire, writes Colm O’Regan

XOXOXO (Hugs and Kisses): Although you might have only seen it at the end of texts or WhatsApps, it has a storied history, writes Colm O’Regan. 

There are times when you just have to appreciate the awesome power of your better than-bog standard fossil fuel.

Colm O'Regan has started wearing skinny jeans and he's here to tell you all about it.