The truth about RyanAir

This months Plan B magazine, while I've only skimmed it after having it a day, has once again brought tears of joy into my life.
The regular tour diary section is one of my favourite reads and this month doesn't let me down.

Here's a cutting from Dan Deacon's tour of the UK, he's traveling from Ireland to Manchester:

"Upon arriving at the airport, we were welcomed with a power outage, causing all the computers to go down and a massive crowd to grow, since no one could get checked into their flights. Ryanair handled the situation like a rapist with his dick cut off - what a fucking horrible company of cowards and liars. And so, somehow, despite showing up two hours early - and having our flight delayed an additional two hours - we missed it because none of their employees had any idea what was going on. On top of that, security wouldn't allow me to carry on my bag of patch cables and power supplies, stating that I could tie up the people on the plane.
It took me an hour to explain to them they were insane and that if I wanted to hijack a plane I wouldn't bring a mesh bag full of colorful, heavy musical equipment and put it in my backpack, I would bring plastic ties and hide them in my pants. This reasoning made them think that I was even more of a crazy asshole."

Everyone should buy Plan B.