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A British writer penned the best description of Donald Trump I’ve ever read:
“Why do some British people not like Donald Trump?”
A few things spring to mind. Trump lacks certain qualities which the British traditionally esteem. For instance, he has no class, no charm, no coolness, no credibility, no compassion, no wit, no warmth, no wisdom, no subtlety, no sensitivity, no self-awareness, no humility, no honour and no grace – all qualities, funnily enough, with which his predecessor Mr. Obama was generously blessed. So for us, the stark contrast does rather throw Trump’s limitations into embarrassingly sharp relief.
Plus, we like a laugh. And while Trump may be laughable, he has never once said anything wry, witty or even faintly amusing – not once, ever. I don’t say that rhetorically, I mean it quite literally: not once, not ever. And that fact is particularly disturbing to the British sensibility – for us, to lack humour is almost inhuman. But with Trump, it’s a fact. He doesn’t even seem to understand what a joke is – his idea of a joke is a crass comment, an illiterate insult, a casual act of cruelty.
Trump is a troll. And like all trolls, he is never funny and he never laughs; he only crows or jeers. And scarily, he doesn’t just talk in crude, witless insults – he actually thinks in them. His mind is a simple bot-like algorithm of petty prejudices and knee-jerk nastiness.
There is never any under-layer of irony, complexity, nuance or depth. It’s all surface. Some Americans might see this as refreshingly upfront. Well, we don’t. We see it as having no inner world, no soul. And in Britain we traditionally side with David, not Goliath. All our heroes are plucky underdogs: Robin Hood, Dick Whittington, Oliver Twist. Trump is neither plucky, nor an underdog. He is the exact opposite of that. He’s not even a spoiled rich-boy, or a greedy fat-cat. He’s more a fat white slug. A Jabba the Hutt of privilege.
And worse, he is that most unforgivable of all things to the British: a bully. That is, except when he is among bullies; then he suddenly transforms into a snivelling sidekick instead. There are unspoken rules to this stuff – the Queensberry rules of basic decency – and he breaks them all. He punches downwards – which a gentleman should, would, could never do – and every blow he aims is below the belt. He particularly likes to kick the vulnerable or voiceless – and he kicks them when they are down.
So the fact that a significant minority – perhaps a third – of Americans look at what he does, listen to what he says, and then think ‘Yeah, he seems like my kind of guy’ is a matter of some confusion and no little distress to British people, given that:
• Americans are supposed to be nicer than us, and mostly are.
• You don’t need a particularly keen eye for detail to spot a few flaws in the man.
This last point is what especially confuses and dismays British people, and many other people too; his faults seem pretty bloody hard to miss. After all, it’s impossible to read a single tweet, or hear him speak a sentence or two, without staring deep into the abyss. He turns being artless into an art form; he is a Picasso of pettiness; a Shakespeare of shit. His faults are fractal: even his flaws have flaws, and so on ad infinitum. God knows there have always been stupid people in the world, and plenty of nasty people too. But rarely has stupidity been so nasty, or nastiness so stupid. He makes Nixon look trustworthy and George W look smart. In fact, if Frankenstein decided to make a monster assembled entirely from human flaws – he would make a Trump.
And a remorseful Doctor Frankenstein would clutch out big clumpfuls of hair and scream in anguish: ‘My God… what… have… I… created?' If being a twat was a TV show, Trump would be the boxed set.”
-Nate White
Skrekkur var uppfullur af flottum atriðum með góðum boðskap oft ansi feminiskum.
Svo kemur pretty boy choco og syngur "Þessi gella hún er alltof sjúk í mig" og þakið ætlaði að rifna af Borgarleikhúsinu.
@HrundSnorradot1 Ég tala ekki fyrir alla karlmenn en ég fékk bara gæsahúð yfir þessari gríðarlegu samstöðu og baráttuhug kvenna. Það er því miður ennþá nauðsynlegt að berjast fyrir jafnrétti. Áfram veginn.
Þessi mynd segir svo mikið mikið. Forseti FIFA horfir aðdáunaraugum á gullkálfana sína. Annar þeirra er einræðisherra sem virðir engin mannréttindi og lætur myrða þá sem gagnrýna hann. Já og Ronaldo er bara Ronaldo.
Og þetta spjall var um rafíþróttir en ekki um réttindi kvenna.
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Að mínu mati er það stórhættulegt þegar vitnað er til Biblíunnar og trúarbragða til rökstuðnings eins og Arnar gerir í þessari kæru.
Dean Martin hefur verið ráðinn sem aðstoðarþjálfari meistaraflokks karla með áherslu á styrktarþjálfun og þróun ungra leikmanna 🤝
Dean hefur mikla reynslu bæði sem þjálfari og leikmaður. Dean hefur spilað 169 leiki fyrir ÍA og skorað 20 mörk en einnig á hann fjölda leikja með öðrum liðum innanlands og erlendis 👌
Dean er með UEFA Pro og er með BSc gráðu í Íþróttarfræði frá Háskólanum í Reykjavík. Hann hefur komið að þjálfun hjá KA, Breiðablik U19, ÍA, ÍBV og HK og Selfoss þar sem hann var síðast. Dean hefur einnig komið að þjálfun yngri liða landsliðsins ⚽
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#fótbolti #kfía
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Blautur draumur sjálfstæðismanna að rætast. Aðgengi að vel köldum vímugjafa allan sólarhringinn, alltaf. Held að þeim sé að vísu drull um að þetta sé umhverfisvænt.
@reynirhubner Mín tilfinning var að það vantaði bara metnað til að láta þetta ganga upp í fótboltanum í sumar. Vesen með hljóð, myndavélin út og suður og missti af atriðum úr leiknum og svona almennt vesen sem hefði verið lítið mál að laga.
En þetta er vissulega frábær viðleitni.
@MagnusRagnars@reynirhubner Gott að heyra því reynslan af þessu dæmi í Lengjudeildinni var ömurleg.
Verður spennandi að sjá hvernig þetta kemur út í handboltanum. Hef fulla trú á ykkur hjá Símanum.