Shot Through the Sacred Heart

If anyone can find an image that better matches the title of this blog post, preferably something with Jesus in it, please put a link to it in the comments.

I have an identity crisis looming.

It’s all my mate Andrie’s fault.

She says I should consider changing the name of the book.

Panic!

But am I over-reacting?

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The case for the prosecution:

JULIET: ‘Tis but thy name that is my enemy;
Thou art thyself, though not a Montague.
What’s Montague? it is nor hand, nor foot,
Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part
Belonging to a man. O, be some other name!
What’s in a name? that which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet;
So Romeo would, were he not Romeo call’d,
Retain that dear perfection which he owes
Without that title. Romeo, doff thy name,
And for that name which is no part of thee
Take all myself.

(Shakespeare – Romeo and Juliet)

Aye. Easy for you to say, you deluded drug-taking suicidal nihilist. (That’s Juliet by the way, not Andrie.) It’s not just the Blackwatertown book title I’d have to change. There’s this blog too. What would my adoring public do then? They might get lost. They might even sneak off claiming to have got lost.

Which means it’s time to hear the case for the defence:

They call me ‘hell’
They call me ‘Stacey’
They call me ‘her’
They call me ‘Jane’
That’s not my name
That’s not my name
That’s not my name
That’s not my name

(The Tings Tings – That’s Not My Name or the mashup)

Exactly.

To be fair to Andrie though, what she suggested was this:  Send your book to Serpent’s Tail. It’s the sort of thing they like to publish. (So far, so good.) But you might want to change the name. They’ve already got that book sounding a bit like yours on their list.

What horror is this?! She was referring to Blackwater by Jeremy Scahill. (Non-fiction, about the notorious firm Blackwater Consulting.)

No! Never! The very idea… impossible to countenance…

But, since you ask, it just so happens that I do have a back up book title. As they ask on Top Gear before they run the tape of the lap performance of the Star in a Reasonably-Priced Car – Do you want to see it? Of course you do.

Here it is: Shot Through the Sacred Heart

What do you think?

I’m not changing from Blackwatertown. No. Never. But… Just in case. Huh huh? Your thoughts please.

Meanwhile, isn’t high time that Northern Ireland was allowed to host the World Cup? Don’t waste it on England. They had it once and we’ve never heard the end of it. (And their film is rubbish compared to the one below.) We could share it with the Republic (on condition we get access to Croke Park). And we’re already best mates with the South Africans. (Well, some of us with some of them, and some of us with the other lot. Anyway… Press play.)

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