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Lá Fhéile Pádraig sona daoibh go léir!

Posted in History, Literature, Maynooth with tags , , , , , on March 17, 2026 by telescoper

Well, it’s St Patrick’s Day, which means I’m on holiday. I’ll soon be toddling off to watch the parade in Maynooth, which passes quite close to my house. In accord with tradition, it’s very cold today – and not a little windy – but at least it’s not raining.

Not many facts are known about the life of St Patrick, but it seems he was born in Britain, probably in the late 4th Century AD, probably somewhere around the Severn Estuary and possibly in Wales. It also appears that he didn’t know any Latin. When a young man, it seems he was captured by Celtic marauders coming up the River Severn and taken as a slave to Ireland. He eventually escaped back to Britain, but returned to Ireland as a missionary and succeeded somehow in converting the Irish people to Christianity.

Or did he? This interesting piece suggests his role was of lesser importance than many think. On the other hand, if even a fraction of what is said about him is true, then he must have been a very remarkable man.

However it happened, Ireland was the first country to be converted to Christianity that had never been part of the Roman Empire. That made a big difference to the form of the early Irish Church. The local Celtic culture was very loose and decentralized. There were no cities, large buildings, roads or other infrastructure. Life revolved around small settlements and farms. When wars were fought they were generally over livestock or grazing land. The church that grew in this environment was quite different from that of continental Europe. It was not centralized, revolved around small churches and monasteries, and lacked the hierarchical structure of the Roman Church. Despite these differences, Ireland was well connected with the rest of the Christian world.

Irish monks – and the wonderful illuminated manuscripts they created – spread across the continent, starting with Scotland and Britain. Thanks to the attentions of the Vikings few of these works survive but the wonderful Lindisfarne Gospels, dating from somewhere in the 8th Century were almost certainly created by Irish monks. The Book of Kells was probably created in Scotland by Irish Monks.

The traffic wasn’t entirely one-way however. A while ago I saw a fascinating documentary about the Fadden More Psalter. This is a leather-bound book of Psalms found in a peat bog in 2006, which is of similar age to the Lindisfarne Gospels. It took years of painstaking restoration work to recover at least part of the text (much of which was badly degraded), but the leather binding turned out to hold a particularly fascinating secret: it was lined with papyrus. The only other books from the same period with the same structure that are known are from the Coptic Church in Egypt. That doesn’t mean that whoever owned the Fadden More Psalter had actually been to Egypt, of course. It is much more this book made its way to Ireland via a sort of relay race. On the other hand, it does demonstrate that international connections were probably more extensive than you might have thought.

Anyway, back to St Patrick’s Day.

Saint Patrick’s Day is celebrated on March 17th, the reputed date of his death in 461 AD. Nobody really knows where St Patrick was born,, and the when of his birth isn’t known either.

In any case, it wasn’t until the 17th Century that Saint Patrick’s feast day was placed on the universal liturgical calendar in the Catholic Church. Indeed, St Patrick has never been formally canonized. In the thousand years that passed any memory of the actual date of his birth was probably lost, so the choice of date was probably influenced by other factors, specifically the proximity of the Spring Equinox (which is this year on Saturday March 20th).

The early Christian church in Ireland incorporated many pre-Christian traditions that survived until roughly the 12th century, including the ancient festival of Ēostre (or Ostara), the goddess of spring associated with the spring equinox after whom Easter is named. During this festival, eggs were used a symbol of rebirth and the beginning of new life and a hare or rabbit was the symbol of the goddess and fertility. In turn the Celtic people of Ireland probably adapted their own beliefs to absorb much older influences dating back to the stone age. St Patrick’s Day and Easter therefore probably both have their roots in prehistoric traditions around the Spring Equinox, although the direct connection has long been lost.

Lá Fhéile Pádraig sona daoibh go léir!

Tony Benn in 1998

Posted in History, Politics with tags , , on March 8, 2026 by telescoper

This powerful contribution by Tony Benn to a debate in the House of Commons ahead of the bombing of Iraq in 1998 is, sadly, just as relevant to the bombing of Iran in 2026.

On Pedantry, by Arnoud S.Q. Visser

Posted in Beards, History, Literature, Pedantry with tags , , , , , , , on March 5, 2026 by telescoper

Regular readers of this blog will be surprised to learn that I have, from time to time, been accused of being somewhat pedantic, though not as often as I am accused of being a tad sarastic. Anyway, a certain person recently bought me a copy of On Pedantry (subtitled A Cultural History of the Know-it-all) by Arnoud S.Q. Visser, who is Professor of Textual Culture in the Renaissance at Utrecht University in the Netherlands. Whatever the reason for the gift, I found it a very enjoyable read and learnt a huge amount from it.

Working in a University it is hard to escape the stereotype of the Boffin or the Know-all. I suppose it is because it is part of the scholarly life that we tend to criticize the work of other academics – mostly with the intention of advancing knowledge – that we run the risk of being thought to be excessively assiduous in correction things we perceive to be incorrect or unclear – in other words, of being pedants – and irritating all kinds of people in the process. This book studies the long history of this sort of behaviour , in as part of the broader history of anti-intellectualism, a story of suspicion and deprecation of expertise that is highly relevant today. We have recently seen a widespread assault on universities, the removal of swathes of information (such as environmental data) from the websites of federal agencies, and the discrediting of the use of vaccines and of scientists engaged in vaccine research. The reader of On Pedantry will discover that this sort of hostility is by no means new.

The word “pedant” as such first appears as such in Renaissance Italy, with pedante being a name for private tutors who were hired by the wealthy to teach their children. Such teachers were of a lower social status than their students, so the word gained a negative connotation, especially when combined with the ostentatious display of knowledge with which these teachers were often associated – the new pedants soon found themselves satirised in sonnets and plays.

But although the word dates from much later, Visser identifies the original pedants in ancient Greece, among the Sophists, who emerged as a group of experts in the Athens of the fifth century BCE, with figures such as Protagoras and Prodicus becoming celebrities thanks to their novel approach to learning: they emphasised argumentation and speech, practices that became closely linked to the emergence of democracy. The Sophists gained a reputation, however, for competitive debate that was more about winning an argument than discovering the truth. The name “Sophist” comes from sophia, the greek word for knowledge, from which we get “Philosophy” but also “sophistry” (the use of clever but false arguments).

The philosopher Plato deplored the pedantic nature of Sophists in several of his dialogues and in his Republic, where they would rather “have a quarrel than a conversation”. The playwright Aristophanes went further, lampooning them in his play The Clouds, perhaps the first satire on intellectuals. In ancient Rome, this mistrust of the intellectual took on another aspect – a disdain the lack of practical use of much of Greek philosophy.

Incidentally, I learnt reading this book that the Emperor Hadrian, keen to demonstrate his own intellectual capacity and his admiration for Greek philosophy, forged the link between learning and social elite status by growing a beard, unusually for high status Romans of his time. Hadrian’s beard became much imitated – as a marker of intellectual capacity – but also lampooned as a sign of pretentiousness.

The next developments mapped out by Visser concern the rise of the scholar – in the middle ages and the Renaissance – whose world centred specifically on the Latin language, its literature and grammar. The learning of teachers and scholars was both celebrated and denigrated. John of Salisbury in the 12th century loathed “academics … poring over every syllable … expressing doubts about everything”. The French philosopher Michel de Montaigne wrote a famous essay On Pedantry, which is well worth reading; this is one of the few references in this book that I’ve actually read! Negative depictions of the intellectual subsequently appeared widely in literature, from Molière to Shakespeare. During the Enlightenment, pedantry was dismissed as a “vice of the mind”, with writers such asDiderot, in the prospectus to his famous Encyclopédie, writing that “he who claims to know everything only shows himself ignorant of the limits of his human mind”.

Closer to modern times, Visser switches his attention to America and the mistrust of scholars there, beginning with Thomas Paine, whose bestselling Common Sense provided a major influence on the American revolution. Paine identified refined language and classical erudition with a colonialist aristocratic mentality. Visser comments that “in a political culture of democratic machismo, politicians denounced colleagues who made an inordinate display of their education as elitist, overly sensitive, and effeminate”, I which is just as true of the 21st Century as the 19th. This American distrust of the expert even created a political party, the “Know Nothings”, in the early 19th century.

The final chapter of the book discusses attitudes towards intellectuals in popular culture, focussing on stereotypical portrayals of professors in Hollywood movies. I think more could have been made about the gendered nature of the pedant – until recently a stricly male stereotype. More recent versions are hardly more enlightened: just as male intellectuals are usually depicted as being “unmanly”, the focus on female academics in the movies is largely on their “mannish” looks.

I also think much more could be made of more recent phenomena, such as the annoying nitpicking of the anonymous internet troll and the rise of “mansplaining”. There’s also the emergence of generative AI. ChatGPT and other chatbots could have emerged as very irritating pedants, but instead they come across as servile and sycophantic, which some of us find even more irritating. And most most modern-day real-life pedants do not hallucinate or generate obvious untruths. Some of us who have been accused of being pedantic are at least trying to get things right, rather than pass off slop as truth.

As you might expect, this book involves many enjoyable digressions and asides. I especially appreciated the discussions of scholarly life and attitudes to education in mediaeval and early modern Europe. What you might not have expected for what is a scholarly work – with footnotes and whatnot – is that it is written in a very light and readable style and is frequently very funny.

Highly recommended.

Barddoniaeth ar gyfer Dydd Gŵyl Dewi

Posted in History, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on March 1, 2026 by telescoper

Well, today is St David’s Day so let me first offer a hearty “Dydd Gwŷl Dewi Sant hapus i chi gyd” (Happy St David’s Day to you all). Here is a picture of some daffodils amid the undergrowth in my garden:

Over the years, I seem to have established a tradition of posting a bit of poetry to mark this special day for Wales and the Welsh and given current events I chose this one which I have posted before, about 9 years ago. It was written in Welsh by Hedd Wyn (born Ellis Humphrey Evans) who lived from 1887 to 1917; Hedd Wyn was his bardic name and it translates (roughly) as “pure peace”.

Hedd Wyn was a non-conformist Christian and a pacifist who was conscripted into the British Army to serve in World War 1. He was posted to Flanders and was killed in action on 31st July 1917, the first day of the 3rd Battle of Ypres. He was hit in the stomach by a shell and died later of his wounds. The battle stumbled on for months of horrific slaughter as the planned Allied offensive foundered in the mud of Passchendaele and ended, as had the Battle of the Somme a year earlier, in a bloody stalemate.

A few weeks before his death, Hedd Wyn wrote a poem called Yr Arwr (‘The Hero’) which was submitted for the prestigious Bard’s Chair at that year’s National Eisteddfod. It was announced on 6th September 1917 that  he  had won the prize, posthumously. The bard not being able to sit in the the chair, it was draped in black cloth. The Prime Minister, David Lloyd George, was present at the ceremony.

The poem Yr Arwr is a very long work, running to 13 pages of manuscript, which is not practicable to post here, but here’s another poem by Hedd Wyn. This is called Rhyfel (‘War’). I only have a few words of Welsh, but because of the occasion,  it seems appropriate to post this in its original language. You can find English translations here and on the Wikipedia page here. Translating poetry is always very difficult, but the sense of the poem is of a world in chaos that has been abandoned by God.

Gwae fi fy myw mewn oes mor ddreng
 A Duw ar drai ar orwel pell;
 O'i ôl mae dyn, yn deyrn a gwreng,
 Yn codi ei awdurdod hell.

Pan deimlodd fyned ymaith Dduw
 Cyfododd gledd i ladd ei frawd;
 Mae swn yr ymladd ar ein clyw,
 A'i gysgod ar fythynnod tlawd.

Mae'r hen delynau genid gynt
 Ynghrog ar gangau'r helyg draw,
 A gwaedd y bechgyn lond y gwynt,
 A'u gwaed yn gymysg efo'r glaw.

Imbolg, St Brigid, and the Quickening of the Year

Posted in Biographical, History, Maynooth with tags , , , , on February 1, 2026 by telescoper

It is 1st February 2026, which means that today is Imbolc (or Imbolg in modern Irish), an ancient Gaelic festival marking the point halfway between the winter solstice and vernal equinox.  In the old pagan calendar, this day is regarded as the first day of spring, as it is roughly the time when the first spring lambs are born, daffodils etc start to appear, and the days get noticeably longer.  The name Imbolg may be derived from “i mbolg” meaning “in the belly”, referring to the pregnancy of ewes. This time corresponds to the Welsh Gŵyl Fair y Canhwyllau and is also sometimes called, rather beautifully, The Quickening of the Year.  It’s a time for rebirth and renewal after the darkness of winter.

Incidentally, in spoken Irish it is common to place an unstressed vowel sound – often schwa – between certain pairs of consonants, e.g. the name “Colm” is pronounced “Collum”. This extends to Hiberno-English: e.g. many Irish people say “fillum” for “film”. Imbolg is therefore pronounced something like “Imbollig”. In phonology this is called  anaptyxis.

In Ireland Imbolc is usually often referred to a Lá Fhéile Bríde,  St Brigid’s Day, after St Brigid of Kildare, whose feast day is today 1st February. There are events going on in Maynooth, which is in Couny Kildare, but I am not in Maynooth today so I don’t know what is going on. Incidentally, the Celts counted each day starting from sunset, so the Imbolc/St Brigid’s Day celebrations in County Kildare started last night, 31st January, but I didn’t see any of them either.

In the Northern hemisphere, in astronomical terms, the solar year is defined by the two solstices (summer, around June 21st, and winter, around December 21st) and the equinoxes (spring, around March 21st, and Autumn, around September 21st). These four events divide the year into four roughly equal parts of about 13 weeks each.

If you divide each of these intervals in two you divide the year into eight pieces of six and a bit weeks each. The dates midway between the astronomical events mentioned above are the cross-quarter days, of which Imbolc is one. They are:

  • 1st February: Imbolc (Candlemas)
  • 1st May: Beltane (Mayday)
  • 1st August: Lughnasadh (Lammas)
  • 1st November: Samhain (All Saints Day)

The names I’ve added in italics are taken from the Celtic/neo-Pagan and, in parenthesis the Christian terms, for the cross-quarter daysThese timings are rough because the dates of the equinoxes and solstices vary from year to year. Imbolc is often taken to be the 2nd of February (Groundhog Day) and Samhain is sometimes taken to be October 31st, Halloween but hopefully you get the point that although the Pagan festivals have been appropriated by the Christian church, they have much older origins. The status of St Brigid herself is particular obscure; it is not known for sure whether she was a real person or Christian appropriation of a Celtic deity, or some amalgamation of those.

Until recently there was an anomaly in that the first of these was the only one not associated with a Bank Holiday. That was changed in 2022 and tomorrow, Monday 2nd February, will be the St Brigid’s Day holiday. It would have been the first of teaching in Semester 2 had it not been a holiday; we return to teaching on Tuesday. As you may have surmised, I’ve taken the opportunity of the long weekend for a bit of a break and a trip elsewhere.

P.S. As it also happens, today is also the 8th anniversary of the very first lecture I gave in Maynooth, on Computational Physics, on 1st February 2018. I”ll be giving pretty much the same lecture again on Thursday 5th February.

The Kilmainham Gaol Scam: yet another Reason not to use Google

Posted in History, Television with tags , , , on January 23, 2026 by telescoper

Last night, while I was waiting for Derry Girls to come on, I watched a part of Prime Time on RTÉ, a segment about how many people intending to visit Kilmainham Gaol Museum in Dublin had bought tickets online only to find out they had been scammed and the tickets weren’t valid. Worse, having entered their credit card details into a phoney website they then either lost further money or had to cancel their compromised cards. You can read more about this scandal here.

A major part of the success of this scam is that Google search highlighted the fake sites – several of them – by ranking them above the official site in search results All you need to do to get your site promoted in this way is to pay money to Google. Although Google had been informed about this con, at least some of the sites concerned were still up and running when the programme went out last night. It seems to me that Google was and is a party to this fraudulent activity, but it’s unlikely to be prosecuted, presumably for the same reason that nobody is prosecuting X/Grok for its illegal production and distribution of child pornography: the Irish State is deep in the pockets of Big Tech and won’t stand up to it whatever crimes it commits.

Anyway, I have some recommendations. First, don’t use Google search. Second, if you do use Google search, then at least disable “sponsored” searches as these include fraudulent sites. There are various ways to do this but they depend on your browser and OS so you will have to find out. Finally, no tickets to Kilmainham Gaol are available from any third-party providers, so use the official site. The front page should look like this:

If it doesn’t look like that then you have landed in the wrong place and should leave.

Please don’t let this put you off visiting Kilmainham Gaol Museum. It’s an important part of Ireland’s story. It was, for example, where the leaders of the 1916 Easter Rising were executed by firing squad. It is very busy, though, so you will almost certainly have to buy tickets in advance; a small number are released each morning but they go very quickly.

The Voice of Niels Bohr

Posted in History, The Universe and Stuff with tags , , on December 28, 2025 by telescoper

The other night I watched the 2023 film Oppenheimer on TV. I had seen it before, on a plane flight, and enjoyed it, though I thought it was overlong. Fortunately it was a long flight. Watching it again a couple of days ago reminded me of something that struck me first time, and that was the cameo performance by Kenneth Branagh as Niels Bohr. You can see him at the start of the trailer here:

Niels Bohr was born in Copenhagen, a place I visited many times in the past and can recognize the local accent, though had never heard the speaking voice of Niels Bohr himself. I was a underwhelmed by Branagh’s rendition because he doesn’t sound very Danish to me. I assumed that because it was a relatively small part, Branagh didn’t put much effort into it. He doesn’t look like Niels Bohr, either.

But what did Niels Bohr actually sound like? Here is a lecture by him given in 1957 so you can decide for yourself.

Having heard this recording I think Kenneth Branagh’s version is not too far off, in fairness, though there are clear vocal mannerisms he did not capture.

The thing that strikes me most about the lecture, however, is that his delivery is very pedestrian, not to say rambling. People say he was like that in ordinary conversation too…

Principia for Sale

Posted in History, The Universe and Stuff with tags , , , on November 17, 2025 by telescoper

With Christmas approaching, you may be looking for gift ideas so I thought I would pass on this advertisement:

The book concerned is a First Edition of the Continental Issue of Isaac Newton’s Philosophiæ Naturalis Principia Mathematica, dated 1687.

For more details see here. The estimate is “only” €100,000, which seems to me a bit on the low side. A similar volume was listed by Christie’s in 2016 as $1,000,000 to $1,500,000 but in the end sold for $3.7 million. This one has had some repairs and is slightly browned with age, but has an interesting provenance. I’d be surprised if it didn’t fetch at least a million. We’ll find out in a week!

One Hundred Years of the Hot Five

Posted in History, Jazz with tags , , , , , , , on November 12, 2025 by telescoper

Exactly one hundred years ago today, on 12th November 1925, five musicians gathered in the Okeh studios in Chicago to create musical history. The band was Louis Armstrong and his Hot Five and they were about to embark on a series of recording sessions that would result in a rich treasury of 20th century music in the form of 33 sides recorded between November 1925 and December 1927.

The band (pictured above) consisted of Louis Armstrong (on cornet on this track, although he switched to trumpet by the time of the later sessions). Kid Ory played trombone Johnny Dodds Clarinet. Lil Hardin (who was married to Louis Armstrong at the time and credited as Lil Armstrong) played piano and Johnny St Cyr played banjo or guitar. For many people, the collective imagination and sheer drive of Armstrong, Dodds and Ory made them just about the perfect front line. The way they take this one out at the end is a great example.

I won’t even try to write a detailed analysis of this historic record. I’ll just make a couple of points about the Hot Fives.

First, this band never played together as such in live concerts; they were strictly a studio band. In fact, they always sounded like a bunch of friends getting together to have fun making music, which is no doubt because that’s what they were. Most of the records they made were done in a single take, too.

Second, the line-up was unusual because it didn’t have a full rhythm section. At least part of the reason for this was that, at the time, drums were very difficult to record. In Louis Armstrong’s recorded reminiscences he talks about the fact that drums would often make the needle jump when cutting a record if they were were positioned close to the recording equipment. On the other hand if they were too far away to avoid that happening then they often couldn’t be heard at all. The low-frequency response of old fashioned recording systems made bass lines largely inaudible too. Anyway, it was decided that the excellent combination of Lil Hardin’s piano and Johnny St Cyr’s banjo would provide a sufficient framwork. So they were, though later on, in May 1927, a brass bass and drums were added to create the Hot Seven who made a further 11 sides, including the all-time classic Potato Head Blues.

Finally I’ll just remark that according to Satchmo’s memoirs, this track Gut Bucket Blues was the first to be recorded. It does sound like it too, as he introduces the members of the band. I wonder if they knew at this first session what a sensation these records were going to create?

P.S. I know it’s a bit scratchy, but it’s 100 years old. It’s amazing to me that you can hear anything at all.

On the death of James Watson

Posted in History with tags , , , , on November 9, 2025 by telescoper

So James Watson, a deeply unsavoury individual who co-won a Nobel Prize by stealing Rosalind Franklin’s ground breaking research on DNA, and was an unrepentant racist and misogynist, is dead. Lest it be forgotten, here is a collection of authentic quotes that give an insight into his true character.