As almost everyone knows, we are now in the final phase of the “New 7 Wonders of The World ” competition. Those who, like The Wolfhound, have been among the millions of members of the press keeping careful track of the original 261 qualified national and multinational nominees around the clock.
We know full well there will only be 7 lucky winners at this crucial phase.
Voting ends November 11th.
Vote here-- or else
Currently the select “group as it is already universally known, is at 28 and will be winnowed down to the FINAL SEVEN in a spine-tingling and very possibly partially televised global competition. Even as I write these words, perhaps a trillion more votes, or less, have been cast.
"Yes, yes, yes,” you’re saying. “Tell me something I don’t know.”
I’ll do more than that, my know-it-all readers: I’ll jam the whole stinking wet wad of truth down your throats! Grab your brown pants, Grandpa, and listen to this: Ireland’s beloved Cliffs of Moher Need to win and win big.
Harry Pottter filmed there for Crissakes. It is even a favorite place for people to jump off - ab-sailing I mean.
And what a malodorous bag of crap stands in our way! If anybody with half a brain still doubts that we Irish are still a global target of discrimination, all they have to do is look at the “candidates” ahead of us.
To a one, they are racking up sympathy votes because they’re in countries where there’s no food, water, air, economy, jobs, money, healthcare, education, sanitation, telephones, paved streets, vacuum cleaners, or even Christmas trees - real or artificial, not even the silver ones.
And you know what all this means, my friends.
Without naming names, The Wolfhound can tell you that many of these people do not believe in Jesus Christ.
There’s Galapagos -- what they got? Turtles!-- Chinese Taipei wherever that is -- some kind of carpet?. The Dead Sea -- where everything is dead.Some place called Fundy Bay in Canada-- the most boring country on earth!
And there’s our pristine ; glorious , more, more, more, Moher ,as in Cliffs of.
But Wolfie doesn’t have to let their backward cultures, cannibalistic tendencies or belief in zombies do his work.
Behold above an ordinary snapshot of our breathtaking Cliffs of Moher: Majestic peaks that have carved their way into the very sea, swept by the roiling blue waters and bristled by a bracing wind night and day – compared to the probably-toxic dumps, swamps, mudpies, landfills and vacant anthills that make up our “competition.”
To cast your vote for the only worthy and patriotic candidate, and the shove these other candidates back down the toilets they bubbled up from, click above.
The Wolfhound is watching! Get your arse in gear!