Reporting on Irish people abroad.
I’m leaving in December. To be sure, I’m not the typecast can’t-get-a-job refugee we keep hearing about. I’m starting to wonder if many actually are.
I make a living and I’m generally very happy and satisfied with my life.
With that shameful admission out of the way, I will now complain about the media for a while. If your coping strategy is to ignore Irish media, fair play; I suggest you blast into a full on bout of ignoring this too.
This new Irish Times section Generation Emigration is typical of the hard-core misery porn that passes for reporting on the Irish abroad. They load each story into photoshop and apply the “Grim Negativity” filter. (Don’t have that filter? Use sepia, add a burned edges frame. Swap images of food for soggy famine cabbage.)
Take this flaming turd of an example:
The headline: Talking to your wife only through a computer is hard.
The story: Guy gets a great job in Australia. Wife stays because she’s got a great job here.
It sums it up perfectly. A story about two people working hard, making sacrifices so they can have a better life later. Great! But… the Irish Times slaps on the grimness filter of course and ends up with that headline. Either of them could quit and be with the other, but they wouldn’t be as rich then. Shitballs. I feel so bad, I think I might puke into my Trocaire box.
To be clear, I respect the decision they made, it’s the casting of it as a mournful tale that is dishonest and infuriating. He will be home in less than a year and they’ll be more then all right.
We beleaguered emigrant souls are more or less middle class, grew up with some self-belief, plenty of ambition, and a well developed sense that we want to have nice things.
We’re going because it’ll be fun and because we can do things there that we can’t here.
We might have gone even if the boom was still on. Just like the other 500+ Irish people per week did, back when we didn’t fit the narrative.
I’m happy that I get to do this and I don’t want your fake media pity.

