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All that was fought for is gone They changed the law so they could give it away See what they've done Now its all gone No more resources There dirty deals done Pockets lined envelopes given Jailed for corruption but still its all gone No thoughts given for those yet to come Now our old Huddling in the cold All hope has gone The treacherous government Lost the right to remain What to do Tear it all down Author: Patrick Conlan A land of beauty, of poetry, of warm smiles and even warmer welcomes.  But beneath this idyllic facade, a rot has set in.A cancer of corruption eats away at the heart of our nation.  The very people entrusted to safeguard our future, our elected officials, have betrayed us.They line their pockets while our hospitals crumble. Our elderly shiver in homes they can no longer afford to heat.  This is not the Ireland we know. This is not the Ireland we deserve. This is not the Ireland our martyrs died for. A Nation Betrayed The Price of Corruption Billions,...

the struggles of the past are here again  no Irish need apply  harder when it's our so called own  were racist in their eyes  do what your told,fuck what's right,  be an obedient little boy  don't make us brand you far right,  driving the Irish into the ground  in our own land  forgetting that we are seeds  and stronger we will grow  we need to rise up  for all our children's sake  wont be long until were  minorities in their own land  these so called asylum seekers  no wives or children  economic migrants  all single age fighting men  Author: Patrick Conlan Youtube       Tiktok      Instagram Sometimes, the weight of obedience can overshadow the pursuit of what is just.  In the face of authority, many have found themselves at a crossroads,  where following orders means compromising on their own sense of right and wrong.   It's a struggle that ...

  Ireland for the irish Let the world look after their own We owe nothing or want from anyone Irish first but not by elected ones Ipas centres hotels full of  3rd world scum Put a hut in the garden to house irish sons Time to unite has come  Before were all gone author: Patrick Conlan Ireland for the Irish: A Call to Unite Why are there not more people talking about the future of Ireland?Now is our moment.Ireland, our home, our heart. We've a proud history of resilience and unity.But today, we're facing new challenges.Our towns and cities are changing, been taken over and many feel their voices aren't being heard.Elected representatives, they serve, but they don't truly represent us?IPAS centres and hotels, are full of unvetted.. Our young families and future generations deserve better.Let's find solutions that put Irish citizens first.Imagine if every Irish son and daughter had a place to call their own.A home where they can grow, thrive, and contribute to our beau...

 Internment in Northern Ireland  The Troubles in Northern Ireland- Internment. It’s the late 1960s and early 1970s. Northern Ireland is a powder keg of sectarian tension.Loyalist paramilitary groups like the UVF, have been sowing chaos since 1966.The Brit Army hit the streets in August 1969.Meanwhile, The IRA, was undergoing a split. The Provisional IRA launched a campaign against  the Brits, while the Official IRA took a defensive stance.Enter Brian Faulkner, the Prime Minister of Northern Ireland.On August 5, 1971, he pitches a idea to British Prime Minister Edward Heath- reintroduce internment.The goal? To weaken the IRA and prevent a loyalist backlash. The British cabinet had a few balancing actions in mind, like arresting loyalist militants and banning parades.But Faulkner wasn’t having it. He argued there was no significant loyalist threat and a parade ban was unworkable.Eventually, they settled on a six-month parade ban, but no loyalist internment.On August 9,...

Gods of Old  The Aos Sí are an important part of Irish myths and legends.They are powerful beings who live in a hidden world.Long ago, the Aos Sí were actually gods.They were known as the Tuatha Dé Danann, which means People of the Goddess Danu.The Tuatha Dé Danann were skilled in magic and fought many battles.  They were brave and powerful warriors.But the Tuatha Dé Danann were eventually defeated.They had to make a deal with the new rulers of Ireland.They agreed to go underground.They would live in the hills and mounds of Ireland. Dwellers of the Fairy Mounds These hills and mounds became known as fairy forts or fairy mounds.They are entrances to the Other world, the magical realm of the Aos Sí. The Aos Sí can travel between our world and theirs through these portals. The Otherworld is a place of wonder and enchantment. Time moves differently there.A day in the Otherworld could be a year in our world. The Aos Sí rule this magical realm.They are very protective of t...

How Irish Nationalism Shaped History The Agricultural Depression of the Late 1870s The late eighteen seventies witnessed a period of profound agricultural distress in Ireland.A series of disastrous harvests, coupled with falling crop prices, plunged rural communities into poverty and despair.The potato blight, which had ravaged the island in the eighteen forties, cast a long shadow over this new crisis.Irish farmers, heavily reliant on potato cultivation, faced ruin as their crops failed year after year.This agricultural depression had far-reaching consequences for Irish society.Tenant farmers, already burdened by high rents and insecure land tenure, found themselves unable to meet their obligations.Evictions became increasingly common, forcing families from their homes and into destitution.Resentment against landlords, often perceived as indifferent to the plight of their tenants, grew steadily.The land, a source of both livelihood and cultural identity for generations of Irish famili...

The Untold History Of Irish Slavery  The Dawn of the Irish Slave Trade The story of the Irish slave trade is a harrowing journey through the depths of human cruelty.It is a tale often overshadowed by the larger narrative of the transatlantic slave trade,yet it stands as a chilling testament to the brutality of colonialism and religious persecution.The seeds of this dark chapter were sown in the aftermath of the Battle of Kinsale in sixteen oh one.The defeat of the Irish and their Spanish allies marked a turning point in Irish history,solidifying English control over the island and ushering in an era of ruthless oppression.Thousands of Irish soldiers, captured in the wake of the battle, became the first victims of this burgeoning trade.Deemed enemies of the Crown and heretics by the Protestant English, these prisoners of war were stripped of their rights and shipped across the Atlantic.Their destination- the fledgling colonies of the New World, where they would toil as slaves in the...

  The Great Tax Treadmill  Ever feel like you're stuck in a hamster wheel of taxes?You work hard, earn money, and boom—the taxman takes a cut.But it doesn't stop there, does it?You spend that hard-earned cash, and guess what? Taxed again!It's enough to make anyone wonder, Is this a system or a scam? Taxed From the Get-Go Let's start with the obvious—income tax.Every time that paycheque lands in your account,the government takes its share before you even see it.Whether you're a high-flying executive or just starting out,a chunk of your earnings goes straight to funding public services. Sounds fair, right?Well, hold on, because it's about to get more complicated. Spending? Taxed Again! Here's the kicker Remember that money you earned, the one that you already got taxed on?.Well, when you spend it, you're hit with more taxes.Buying a new phone?  Tax man, says hello.Fuelling the car? duty wants a piece of the action.It's like the government is saying, We...

“Everyone, Republican or otherwise has their own particular part to play. No part is too great or too small, no one is too old or too young to do something.” Bobby Sands on hunger strike in 1981  Fucked over by "we ourselves"  Our martyrs died for what To make millionaire's of the tractor slibhins who come  Irish Republicans had worked for the Irish people invite the world now  treat natives like scum We ourselves have abandoned republicanism  There is another way but not through them

 Ireland in nineteen twenty was a nation teetering on the brink.The Irish War of Independence, a brutal guerrilla conflict, raged between the Irish Republican Army and British forces.The IRA, fighting for complete independence, employed guerrilla tactics against the better-equipped British Army.The British government, determined to maintain control over Ireland, deployed various forces to quell the rebellion.Among them were the black and tans, a ruthless paramilitary police force notorious for its brutality against Irish civilians.The Auxiliary Division, composed of former British Army officers, also gained a reputation for ruthlessness.Tensions escalated throughout nineteen twenty.The IRA, led by Michael Collins' intelligence network, targeted British intelligence operatives.The British responded with harsh reprisals, further inflaming the situation.This cycle of violence set the stage for a day that would forever be etched in Irish history-Bloody Sunday. November twenty-first, ni...

we need to unite before they let all the world's scum in no intentions to accept our culture looking to change our land to the shit holes from where the came left to ruin our towns anonymity knifed on your doorstep  by non Irish scum no go areas for natives  paedos let free with no consequence jailing our own for standing for our rights no law for the Irish. just harassment . Get them out... Ireland is Irish.. pockets lined again  only back in and pay-rises given burdened with debt  billions spent on the none.. rise up before  what we are is gone     

A Journey Beyond the Horizon. Death, The word itself hangs heavy in the air, a weight that seems to press down on us all.We associate it with loss, with grief, with the finality of a slamming door.But what if death, instead of being an ending, is really a beginning?What if it's not a full stop, but a comma, a pause before a new sentence begins?Our ancestors, those who came before us and walked this earth under ancient skies, often saw it this way.They believed that death was not the end of existence, but a transition to another realm, a continuation of the journey of the soul.In their wisdom, they understood that life and death were two sides of the same coin, inseparable and intertwined.This belief, far from being a quaint superstition, offered comfort and hope.It allowed them to face their own mortality and the passing of loved ones with a degree of acceptance and even anticipation.It whispered that the story didn't end with the last breath, but simply shifted to a new chapte...

The burning of Cork by British forces, took place during the Irish War of Independence on the night of 11th and 12th of December 1920.  The black and tans and british soldiers burned homes in the city, before looting and burning numerous buildings in the centre of Cork, Ireland's third-biggest city...  Many Irish civilians reported being beaten, shot at, and robbed by British forces.  Firefighters testified that British forces hindered their attempts to tackle the blazes by intimidation, cutting their hoses and shooting at them.  Two unarmed Irish men were also shot dead at their home in the north of the city. More than 40 business premises, 300 residential properties, the City Hall and Carnegie Library were destroyed by fires, many of which were started by British forces using incendiary bombs.  The economic damage was estimated at over £3 million (equivalent to approximately 150 million in 2022), while 2,000 were left jobless and many more became homeless... B...

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The Cloven-Hoofed Stranger: Achill Island's Eerie Legend A wild and rugged place.It sits off the west coast of Ireland, lashed by the Atlantic waves.The wind howls across its peat bogs and heather-covered hills.It whispers secrets through the crumbling stone walls.The islanders are a hardy people.They know the sea’s fury.They know the land’s harsh embrace. And they know the stories that have been passed down for generations.Stories of fairies and spirits, of ancient curses and forgotten gods.The islanders are devoutly Catholic.They find solace in their faith.It protects them from the darkness that lurks at the edges of their world.But sometimes, even faith is not enough to hold back the shadows.This is one such story.A tale whispered in hushed tones around peat fires.A story of a cloven-hoofed stranger and the terror he brought to Achill Island. Seán O’Malley was a fisherman.He knew the sea like the back of his hand.He knew the dangers that lurked beneath the waves.But he also knew...

The Cornmarket area bustles.A vibrant energy fills the air.But step behind St. Audeon's Church, and the mood shifts.A narrow alleyway beckons, a descent into darkness.Stone steps lead down, worn smooth by centuries of footsteps.This is the Stairway to Hell, they say.Sunlight struggles to reach the bottom.The air grows damp and cold, heavy with the weight of history.To the left, Cook Street stretches, a place of shadows even in daylight.To the right lies Fishamble Street, its past whispered on the wind.The Cornmarket fades above, its noise a distant murmur.Down here, silence reigns, broken only by the echo of your own footsteps.A shiver runs down your spine. You are not alone. Darkey Kelly's Stairway They called her Darkey Kelly, a woman shrouded in rumour and fear.She ran a tavern near these steps in the eighteenth century, a den of vice frequented by soldiers and sailors.But whispers followed her. Whispers of darker deeds.Some said she was a procuress, others a witch.The autho...

The Genesis of the Irish Civil War The Anglo-Irish Treaty, signed in December nineteen twenty-one, was a watershed moment in Irish history.It offered Ireland a form of independence as the Irish Free State, a self-governing dominion within the British Commonwealth.However, it also stipulated that Ireland would remain constitutionally linked to Britain, with allegiance to the British monarch and the retention of certain British naval bases on Irish soil.This compromise proved deeply divisive within Ireland, cleaving the newly formed government and the wider populace.The treaty's proponents, led by Arthur Griffith and Michael Collins, argued that it offered a pragmatic path to independence, a stepping stone to a fully sovereign republic.They maintained that it was, well, the freedom to achieve freedom.However, the treaty faced fierce opposition from within the republican movement.Those opposed, led by Eamon de Valera, argued that it was a betrayal of the Irish Republic declared in nin...

In the heart of Ireland, nestled among ancient folklore and whispered superstitions, lies the unsettling legend of the Fetch.This eerie entity, whose very name sends shivers down the spine, is more than just a figment of imagination.It is deeply rooted in Irish folklore, its name echoing the Gaelic word fáith, meaning seer or prophet.The Fetch is a spectral double, an uncanny replica of a living person, and its appearance is often considered a chilling portent of things to come.Imagine walking home on a moonlit night, the wind whistling through the trees, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and distant bonfires.As you round a bend in the road, you spot a figure ahead, its silhouette eerily familiar.It moves with the same gait, the same mannerisms as someone you know, perhaps even yourself.This, my friends, is the chilling reality of the Fetch.It is a spectral doppelganger, a harbinger of change, and its presence is rarely welcomed.The Fetch is not merely a phantom; it is an echo o...