Welcome To Pardon The Eruption.

The discombobulated device used by Terrance Gavan to get out of his own mind and roam the world of inquisitional analysis. In Search of Stories that cover the realm of exotic and quixotic journeys of his dysfunctional noodle.

 

 

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Toronto Raptors are freaked out by The Truth… Paul Pierce

April 22nd, 2015|0 Comments

TERRANCE GAVAN  – Editor, Blogger, Crap Journalist, and Idiot Savant

Full disclosure, I am a Celtics fan till I die. Thus I have kind of a love-hate relationship with The Truth right now. By the way, […]

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When you google yourself and find the picture of a British bomb maker

April 21st, 2015|0 Comments

Terrance Gavan is a blogger… Terence Gavan is in jail for making bombs in his mom’s house
By Terrance Gavan – Blogger, Crap Journalist and Idiot Savant 
A former BNP member who turned his bedroom in his […]

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Jon Ronson’s “So You’ve Been Publicly Shamed” is hilarious and alarming and scary… trolls be here

April 17th, 2015|0 Comments

Ronson’s new book is all about being afraid… being very afraid… of social media and trolls
Terrance Gavan – Blogger, Raconteur and Crap Journalist

Have you ever tweeted something so ridiculously ironic that you were sure that there […]

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Terrance Gavan is the Editor of Pardon the Eruption. PTE.COM! The site has been running for a number of years but has undergone numerous transformations in its sullied journey to represent the views and skews of its author. I’m a blogger. Old school and sometimes hard. I like to dabble in the world of sports and news. I used to post to three other blogs but it was a daunting daily grind.

Thus I have committed to moving forward with this vehicle and will post a menu link to the other sites. That’s all for now.

Enjoy the site. We’ll get moving with posts right now. Bookmark it. We are the big dog.

The Gist:

We are bereft without strong writing. Writing that makes us think. I read more than I comprehend… but I comprehend more because I read. Let us not fall subservient to the hacks and bleeders, who think that writing should always succumb to the stark boundaries of political correctness.

If we do not challenge our readers we might as well not write. Because the merit of the prose is judged only by the people it reaches. If something is wrong… someone should write about it. It’s why man began writing. Beauty unpublished is wrong. As well. So write as if your very life depended upon getting those words to page.

I have worked for tyrants in my time. Those people all came to visit their notions of pure hell only later in my writing career. My first publisher was my best. And I fear, now that I am struck out on my own quixotic jaunt, that Merv Farmer will remain the best thing that happened in my writing career.

So here’s to all the ethical human beans who make work a joy. And here’s bollocks to the wee men who make life a living hell. One wee man in particular. Bollocks.