On Friday morning 26th May, the Central Statistics Office released the annual mortality figures which confirmed that there was a 15% excess death rate for 2022 when compared to 2019 (pre covid).
Online murmurings about excess deaths had been confirmed.
No amount of bluff and bluster from Varadkar could deny what I and others had known and spoken out about for many months.
This amounted to an EXTRA 4633 people dying in our country in a 12 month period.
6710 EXTRA deaths when you include 2021.
The ‘Troubles’ in Northern Ireland contributed ‘only’ 3532 deaths over 30 years.
This shocking fact did not make headline news on RTE or in the mainstream media for the obvious reason that these organisations are bought and paid for and take their instructions from government as passed on from their puppet masters.
Later that night, Gardai violently forced their way past a group of peaceful protesters in Santry to move unvetted, undocumented male asylum seekers into a commercial unit based in what is an area predominantly inhabited by elderly people.
In a recent Sunday Business Post poll, 75% of those polled said they believed Ireland has taken in too many ‘refugees’.
This provocative action displays the disdain of our government for the vast majority of Irish people in pushing through these measures.
A spokesman for the Garda on Saturday said the force “continues to support the International Protection Office, Government departments and NGOs in providing Ireland’s international obligations to international protection applicants”.
Well at least they are honest about telling us who they work for.
Eventually 303 military age males will be billeted there and will be free to roam the area at will.
According to the Irish Times: ‘TDs were told the Garda vetting process is “not relevant” to the accommodation centres “as many of those arriving are fleeing violent regimes and accessing previous files from those jurisdictions would be problematic”.
Read that again.
They are ‘fleeing violent regimes’ and the ‘vetting process is not relevant’.
So much for protecting granny during lockdown.
These two events happening within 24 hours of each other was not a coincidence.
One is to distract from the other but also to emphasise to those in the know that this is not just a ‘Great Plantation’ of Ireland ala Cromwell but the ‘Great Replacement’ of the indigenous Irish people.
The ‘phoney war’ is over.
By the above actions, ‘Official Ireland’ including duplicitous NGO’s and mainstream media, have openly declared war on the ordinary people of this land.
Their utter contempt for us is displayed in ignoring Irish deaths while simultaneously flying in their replacements.
The net effect on population totals will be minimal and the ‘new Irish’ in two generations will have assumed the majority.
All these ‘refugees’ will be given the homes of the dead in time and a piece of paper stating that they are Irish citizens.
Their proof of citizenship may play Orwellian, and say they are ‘from’ Ireland, but they will never be ‘of’ Ireland.
I am from Thomastown, Co. Kilkenny but more importantly I am ‘of’ Thomastown.
Like my ancestors, my blood, sweat and tears is mixed in the mud of the ‘Goothair’ where we hurled, kicked ball and even once ice skated when floodwaters were frozen solid for a week.
Soft Irish rain would transform the dark Irish earth to muck and subconsciously our hearts and minds were rooted in the soil no matter where we roamed.
We sought adventure in all the medieval ruins that dot the valleys around Thomastown.
Grennan Castle from Norman times, Jerpoint Abbey of the Cistercian order, Kilfane Church with ‘An Cantwell Fada’, The Thomple with its crypts, Dysart Castle the home of Bishop Berkeley, Mullins’ Castle, The Belfry etc
We learnt of their history and played in their ruins and enjoyed it as so because our imaginations ran riot.
The beauty, history and culture of these ruins and lands merged into our consciousness.
We didn’t need to learn about them from teachers because we absorbed them into our being by treating them as an everyday part of our life.
Do you think local Peruvians need to be taught about Machu Pichu ?
How can I describe without a photo, the majesty of the viaduct which bestrides the River Nore just outside Thomastown to facilitate the Waterford to Dublin train line.
The railroad is just a by-product to what to us was the greatest sight and playground in our world.
This was our Eiffel Tower, our Statue of Liberty where we played out that magnificent scene from the magical 1980’s movie ‘Stand By Me’, that peerlessly captures childhood coming of age.
To be in the frame of the viaduct when the train thundered through was a rite of passage for Thomastown people.
Such memories of Irish homelands abound through this great country and root us all in this mythical land.
If your family and ancestors have such memories then you too are ‘of’ Ireland.
When news of death and plantation broke on Friday, I was in ‘Richmond Revival’ in Fermoy, Co Cork for the weekend attending the ‘Tuatha De Dannan’ festival, celebrating Irish culture.
This involved talks on the evolution of paganism into Christianity, plays, Irish music, poetry, comedy and other items with the important overall thread being ‘Irishness’.
The high quality of the mental stimulation and entertainment on offer was matched by the attendees.
We celebrated our Irishness by treating complete strangers like long lost friends through honest interrogating conversation.
We listened, engaged and tried to get a word in edgewise.
We laughed and drank and laughed again.
Some of us even added another drink onto the end of that last sentence.
Of course the weather gods blessed us and some sun lovers scrambled into position to gather the last few late evening rays as they disappeared behind magnificent Irish oak trees.
We sang ‘The Patriot Games’ around a campfire and wondered what the near future never mind the distant future holds for the Ireland we grew up in.
This whole weekend captured an unrepeatable moment in time in Ireland’s history.
If the current rape and pillage of our land and culture continues apace then such a gathering next year would be a wake for all we have lost.
‘Tuatha de Dannan’ amounted to nothing less than an emotional and psychological call to arms for all who were present.
These are some of the great people that I laughed, sang, chatted and exchanged ‘war stories’ of the Covid Scamdemic with :
Fiachra, Richard K, Sabrina K, Jeananne C, Tim, Ed Mc, Colm S, Lynda, Thomas S, Joe, James C, Dave E, Stephen D, Liz, Siobhan de P, Dr. Gerry W, Louise R, Stephen M, Maureen, Conor, John C, Teresa, Ian, Gerry O’N and John W.
These patriots are from Ireland but most importantly are ‘of’ Ireland.
I will proudly stand with them and if necessary fall with them so as to defend the land and culture that is the birthright of our children and grandchildren.
Our attendance was a statement of love for Ireland and its culture.
It doesn’t have to be the best culture in the world.
It just has to be ours.
And the only place it can be properly celebrated is on the sacred soil of Ireland.
If we don’t have Ireland we have nothing.
No future and no past.
“Ireland calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
Ireland calling to the underworld
Come out of the cupboard, you boys and girls”
(adapted from The Clash ‘London Calling’)
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Richard as I already told you privately, you contributed enormously to the 'discussions at the benches' by your words, opinions, sense of humour and your innate ability to guide a conversation elsewhere without offending people. It was one of the best weekends of my life and I will cherish it. We will meet again my friend.
Hi Patrick, it was such a rich cultural weekend ,one I won't forget . The conversations at the benches were very interesting and educational and plenty of crac too . It was a pleasure to meet and chat with you and all the others I met . Lol I'm more fluent from the gob than trying to write stuff down. Best wishes to you .