Craigh na Donuts

Without an animal farting hearts this time 💞

Because the MPC Gala and the Commonwealth Games are just around the corner, Madam Mao had to somehow chime in, with a seemingly personal and heartfelt message to her Mommie fans.

I will post only the text and the reference of the post. I am not giving her more air than necessary:

How wise. How compassionate. How deep.

If only that was personal. Because this is what is implied when someone says things like - 'a little thought that's been sitting with me'. Isn't it?

Alas, it is not. The core message of this post comes from two different sources she combined, adding her two-pence animal behavior observations.

Exhibit One:

[Source: Youth Mental Health Canada's Facebook page - posted July 15th, 2024]

Exhibit Two:

[Source: gaeilgeoirguides' IG account - posted November 2, 2025]

Plagiarism has many faces. It can be a straight copy/paste or a more or less refined adaptation of an idea. Acknowledging someone else's work as inspiration or using the appropriate quoting brackets hasn't killed anyone - oh, well, perhaps a misplaced ego, such as Madam Mao's. It is the basic, courteous and urbane thing to do. Always and irrespective of anything else.

Does she think we are such imbeciles, unable to tell? Or is this second nature to her?

Pádraig Ó Tuama, the mysterious P.O. Tuama identified by the Canadian Facebook page, is a well known Irish poet - who incidentally hails from Cork -, a theologian, a gay activist, a conflict mediator and a Yale Divinity School faculty member. He deserved to be acknowledged both by Madam Mao and the other influencer I posted above. An influencer who failed to do so, but ended up being plagiarized by our Horse Whisperer Extraordinaire - karma being, as often, a retributive bitch.

There is no way in hell this woman would have ever been, even remotely, involved into anything related to research, at an academic level.

I have no words.

And this is the Poem Of The Day:

She plays the part of lover in the lights,

A pseudo-muse for public appetites.

She scrolled and stole another’s heavy heart,

Then swapped a word to call the theft her art.

She pasted down the borrowed, polished prose,

And struck a pose to watch the numbers rise.

The stolen lines now grace her polished grid,

To mask the hollow things she daily did.

Beneath the post, his loyal fandom bleeds,

With blind devotion tailored to his needs.

They praise her genius, offer hollow cheers,

And flood the page with sycophantic tears.

They do not care the words are not her own;

They bow before the shadow of his throne.

Each flattering comment that they leave behind,

After the very good Claire parody, here is the JAMMF version:

[Source: Tim Collins' IG account - posted July 16, 2026]

With a very interesting comment and a very interesting reaction:

'Jamie from Temu'. Eh, we knew the cast perused Tumblr and I think conversations happened between the OL cast and Mr. Collins, a longtime firm favorite of this blogger. I warmly recommend his Prudence With An 'E' short series, for it is the reason I am known to laugh like a drain in front of my office computer during ☕breaks.

Circling back to the OL cast, I think the Claire skit was discovered by Rankin, which is absolutely normal, because Australia:

And then *** commented, too.

And as a wee side note: 22k likes in 4 hours on Instagram is a hell of an engagement trend. This proves people want and need intelligent OL content - but perhaps not the repetitive, dull alcohol sales pitch. Free advice to S: instead of creating an overpriced limited edition bottle, which is not even likely to reach new clients, perhaps take advantage of that New Zealand movie stint and plan a collab with this very talented guy?

Also: Madam Mao, who? People need this type of content, not the results of your alleged paramour's sleepless panic attacks, or what the hell ever that strange cropped beach 📷 was supposed to be.

January 2024 called, wanting its script back:

[Source: https://sgiandubh.tumblr.com/post/739898204901031936/welcome-to-the-shitshow - posted January 19, 2024]

[Source: https://sgiandubh.tumblr.com/post/739906373044846592/vox-populi - posted January 19, 2024]

Yes. The Las Palmas rental with Scottish Xena and the triple innuendo that almost reads like that Hand Foot Mouth disease. The fandom was on fire. It fizzled.

Today, we don't have an audio (yet?), we don't have a gym - because the woman has other personal interests and we don't have dogs (a dog looking like an Afghan blanket was also used for the Big American Holiday, back in 2022). But we do have goats and a sort of insistence - the name of the rental was practically given away:

For those who can and will look - the woman knows they are out there and trying to play her hand (SQUEE):

[Source: https://sunvillasmallorca.com/en/villa/22702532/can-ventet-by-sunvillas-mallorca/]

The only thing that remains unchanged is the price bracket. Per person and per night. Considering this is high season, this blog simulated a hypothetical repeat business next year, around the same dates.

Note that the property asks for a minimum of 7 nights stay and make of it what you want, timeline-wise:

[Source: booking.com]

You do the math. It's easy enough and to me, very telling.

Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose. The more things change, the more they stay the same.

I rest my case.

Thank you anon. Everyone please practice your shocked faces for when it turns out to be the restaurant in question. While we’re all on the edge of our seats waiting for new photos, that will surely be exciting and overflowing with love, I’d just like to remind everyone that, as can be seen above, this is all part of a game Sam and Purv are both very much a part of.

But I’d like to offer another possibility: are the photos even necessary anymore?

The story is already out there. It already managed to get a few people here jumping out of their seats, so God forbid we forget Steph exists for even a second. So Purv and her magical "global team", don't even have to post any photos, it will be absolute truth for Purv’s army of sock accounts anyway.

And the proof? Sam’s follow, of course.

Who actually needs to drag himself all the way to Edinburgh with a woman and child he may or may not even like, when you can get the exact same effect with a useful blogger and an Instagram follow?

Personally, I’d love to see these photos, if they exist. I’m always encouraging Sam to improve, and maybe this time he’ll even look at her. SQUEE!!!

This has become so stupid it’s exhausting. The fatigue is visible across the fandom, and my guess is that with 3-6 more months of games like these, there won’t be many people left here to laugh at the joke Sam is making of himself with her. Purv will keep talking to herself, Sam’s mommies will keep crowding his events, and the wider circle will keep shrinking.

I’m sorry I haven’t posted all the anons I’ve received over the past few days, will hopefully get to them later. But one anon asked why I think Jamie Roy went to the match in Miami and Sam didn’t.

So beyond Sam’s marketing failure with the Tartan Army, unfortunately for Sam, Jamie is the new Jamie now. And maybe this is the first real spark of Sam’s imminent irrelevance.

Until recently, I still hoped he would wake up, understand where things were heading, catch it in time, and change direction. Build an image that would actually serve him, instead of this circus that anyone who so much as sticks their head inside can see is rotten from within. Take care of his businesses. Expand his audience.

But for now, it seems he’s mostly investing his energy in manipulating the fans who still care about him.

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It's always refreshing to see two friends so dedicated to confusing absolutely everyone around them...🤭

Dear Hands Anon,

I am very sorry for the delay - this is, once more, a quite hectic week in my own country and yes, that directly impacts me, splitting my attention in a bajillion different places at once and scattering my stupid shipper brain. Therefore, it's only fair for me to tell you that I am also sorry for mistaking what obviously was the little girl's hand around her mother's neck for S's hand, in that rather infamous 📸.

The lack of rings on that right hand was obvious and still I have completely missed it. Point taken, and I apologize for my uncharacteristic sloppiness.

But there is another thing that gave me pause, Anon. Just before the Holy Family pics were taken, we logically have another one, way more candid and honest. The troll dutifully posted it, stupidly insisting on the 'matchy-matchy' details that her below average audience loves.

But I saw something completely different, because body language and micro-expressions never lie. So, I will begin by telling you I have seldom seen three people more disconnected than these, even if they seem to pose together:

[Source: I am sorry, I have no idea where the troll found that pic. However, I am using it, because this is almost case study material]

The red line marks the disconnection between S and Madam Mao, in this particular order. Both seem to play along whatever the Playbook of the Day was supposed to be -perhaps even 'matchy-matchy' for the masses' delight - but the one who engages the disconnection is S.

Still, S is clearly in Madam Mao's comfort zone. The bodies seem to be aligned -but not completely, and this is important - and roughly facing each other. His left and her right hands are resting on that motorbike, in what could be misread as mirroring. My green arrow is crossed, though, because something was needed to logically wrap up the visual context and tell an organic story. That something was S's right hand touching Madam Mao. It doesn't, and this is exactly where the pic starts to tell us way more than intended. Through this lens, this is not mirroring - this is two people instinctively anchoring themselves to something (the motorcycle) that just happened to be there. While S 's anchoring to the motorcycle means he unconsciously wants to dominate (his motorbike, his event, the silly narrative he wanted to spin), Madam Mao unconsciously wants to belong/be included in the pic. Yet she somehow fails to achieve it, because anchoring herself to that bike like someone who drowns is not enough to occupy the space she is supposed to, since S is disconnected from her, as we just saw.

S's chin is jutting forward. He is probably asking something or explaining something to Madam Mao. She doesn't look thrilled: her smile is asymmetrical and her eyes are not smiling at all. She is not focused on S, but on the information being conveyed to her. She even looks mildly uncomfortable: her jawline is tense. Conversely, she disconnects herself from S (red line), with a very clear, self hug barrier gesture that is also an instinctive shield between S and the little girl.

Now, as far as body language goes, self hugs are a PITA, because they always reveal the truth. But hey, you don't have to believe me - perhaps these guys would be more credible?

[Source: https://www.scienceofpeople.com/arm-body-language/]

That's a stark contrast to the calm, reassuring, borderline enlightened persona she would like to project on her socials, and otherwise. The smile is polite, but it is a mask. Her eyes are monitoring something and, one more time, the gaze lacks warmth. Her body is even half pivoting away from the conversation, which further seems to suggest defensiveness and/or pressure and/or stress - all three can logically coexist, by the way, in the above context. Even if we knew nothing about these two people, we'd understand the essential: he is asking for something she is not very willing to offer. Whether he tries to look flirty and is overacting it, or he explains something she does not exactly agree with, it's anyone's guess. I do not, nor do I want to have all the clues.

And then we have the little girl. She is completely disconnected from both of them (blue line). S doesn't even seem to register her and the mother does not include the child in her own comfort zone. The little girl's right hand is hovering over the same motorbike saddle: she would like to touch it and anchor herself to it. In other words, she would like to be included or to belong in that pic, too - but she has no access to whatever the two adults are doing. She pouts - this could be either sadness, or curiosity about the motorcycle. I would go for sadness: not because I am a party pooper, but because we know the mother is a self-proclaimed biker, so a motorcycle must be something familiar to her. However, she also knows her mother will leave her to her own devices on unfamiliar grounds and that is no reason for joy.

What happened next is the social ballet that was sold to the masses, namely the Family Guy photoshoot, during which everyone acted as expected. But what if the real dynamics were hiding in plain sight, on a 📸rather easy to overlook, like this one?

And we are talking about award-winning artists who sell out stadiums around the world.

Meanwhile, an artist whose fame is limited to the fanbase of a show that has already ended continues to display behavior that contradicts everything he has said in interviews about being a private person. And the chosen one of the moment—like all the others before her—continues to ride his coattails, performing everywhere and turning what should be an organic connection into a poorly written spectacle with a predictable script. It comes as no surprise that the only side viewing this as a love story is the one with the most limited worldview—the same side that believed, all this time, that every figure paraded by the Troll (who is a useful pawn in the game) was the love of his life. The same people who believed in this🤣🤣🤣:

And I think what that person wrote there makes a lot of sense.

I also noticed that on many posts featuring the family photo, people were commenting on how the child always looked uncomfortable or saying it wasn't the right place for a child. Some also questioned the fact that TC is always at the center of everything—as if she were working rather than just being there naturally, like someone simply accompanying a boyfriend. And of course, whenever someone asks who she is, someone else replies that she’s a widow, which inevitably leads to mentioning her late husband's name. From there, people start doing the math on how quickly everything happened. There’s always a Sam fan ready to point out that the late husband's music was featured in the *Outlander* trailer, which makes others questions things, leading to jokes on the timeline and criticism of her general behavior. All this info was posted here by Purv. If she’s considered the biggest fan of this relationship, well, I’d say that with fans like that, you don’t need enemies.