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Foggy Ireland
Ten years ago several young Syrian toughs confronted me on a boat in Mallaig, Scotland. Freshly imported into Scotland as supposed victims, they knew that they were untouchable, and they pushed everyone around, acting like they owned the boat. It irked the American crap out of me and I stood my ground. Been a while since I had a good donnybrook, which is always good for a man’s vasculature, and I squared off.
The captain walked over to me and quietly confided “Ya, ya kin take ’em, and we will all cheer you for it, but the coppers will lock you up and ship ya home, no matter who started it.”
So I drank that bucket of Syrian sh*t and enjoyed the quiet ride across the loch and to my hunt for red stag.
Not long after, Scotland had a Syrian prime minister who said wildly racist crap about the native, indigenous white Scots people, and he derided both Protestant and Catholic religion. The Scots had imported their own invading force, intent on destroying Scotland from within. No “Bravehearts” these.
A couple years later I toured the spectacular Worcestshire Church in Barmouth, Wales, (Bugs Bunny forever destroyed my ability to properly say or spell Worcestshire) and commented to a local man how sadly empty and un-used it appeared. Yes, he confirmed, the church sits neatly cared for and tidy, but the Welsh government acts to dissuade the Welsh people from attending church.
The following year, the government of Wales began removing public statues of white people, because white people statues somehow represent racism, they said, because apparently white people are inherently racist, they said. Or something nuts like that, they said. Whatever their nutty cause (imagine removing statues of black people because of their skin color…it is nuts), the Welsh government was making culture war on its own people.
England’s government has obviously gone to war against its own native people, importing millions of illegal, unvetted, unknown criminals from culturally opposing places, allowing them to run violent rampages daily against the native, indigenous people, and then arrests and harasses the victims of said rampages. Whether I am willing to submit myself again to this craziness, I doubt that I will even be allowed into England as a tourist at present. Thought crimes like those committed on this blog are officially deemed much more serious offenses than knifing people, and the British government is quite effective at tracking the different opinions held by others.
So one supposes that Ireland just had to join this war against native Europeans, and against its own native Gaelic speaking indigenous people, and so the Irish government began doing all the same things as the aforementioned “UK” member states. A stroll through Dublin a few years ago revealed more tattooed Pakistani men than native Irish on the streets, more Arabic spoken than English, or Gaelic, more new mosques than churches. As in Wales, the beautiful old churches sit empty. Irish coppers (Gardia) will indeed jail an Irish guy for stopping racial harassment and sexual violence by Pakistani men, while looking away at the Pakistanis’ crimes.
The official Irish Government war against Irish culture and people is well on its way. Despite countless generations of Irish fighting and dying to maintain their independence from Romans, Vikings, Angles, Saxons, Victorian England, modern British…the list of invaders and occupiers is long…now, Ireland is embarked on a foggy headed policy of self-erasure.
Conspiracy mongers dwell heavily on the unnatural coincidence of all of Western Civilization suddently and simultaneously committing “Harry Kary,” or ritual seppukku suicide. I do concur that it is odd as hell. But it is not some shadowy, secret handshake cabal causing this.
Rather, this “suicidal empathy” immigration policy is the inevitable result of too much material success putting too many people to sleep. Way way too many people in France, Germany, England, Wales, Ireland, Scotland, and America have too much, and thus take way too much for granted, and have too many creature comforts and food and ease of living, to realize that they cannot drain their own collective bank account for the benefit of myriad total strangers, without losing it all themselves.
The old adage about soft times making soft men, resulting in hard times, which then make hard men, tough men, making tough and sometimes brutal decisions about life and death, seems to be playing out here. I observe the America’s young socialist brats have no idea just how hard and tough the old Americans like me can be, will be, need be.
An Irish song comes to mind about the likely future, as told by the Irish past:
As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I
Their Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by
No pipes did hum, no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo
But the Angelus Bell o’er the Liffey’s swell rang out through the foggy dew
Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war
‘Twas better to die ‘neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud-El-Bar
And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through
While Britannia’s Huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew
Oh the night fell black, and the rifles’ crack made perfidious Albion reel
In the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o’er the lines of steel
By each shining blade a prayer was said, that to Ireland her sons be true
But when morning broke, still the war flag shook out its folds in the foggy dew
‘Twas England bade our Wild Geese go, that “small nations might be free”
But their lonely graves are by Suvla’s waves on the fringe of the great North Sea
Oh, had they died by Pearse’s side or fought with Cathal Brugha
Their graves we will keep where the Fenians sleep, ‘neath the shroud of the foggy dew
Oh the bravest fell, and the Requiem bell rang mournfully and clear
For those who died that Eastertide in the spring time of the year
While the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few,
Who bore the fight that the freedom’s light might shine through the foggy dew
As back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore
For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more
But to and fro in my dreams I go and I kneel and pray for you,
For slavery fled, O glorious dead, When you fell in the foggy dew…
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Irish Lives Matter
Several years ago I toured Dublin and the nearby parts of coastal Ireland. Beautiful place, nice people. Lot of history, which I wrote about on this blog at that time.
But now Ireland seems slated for what every other European and Western nation is destined for: Genocide. Of the natives. Of the Irish in Ireland, and of the Caucasians elsewhere.
I was not raised with a sensitivity for skin color. My parents believed then (and still do) that skin color is irrelevant to what makes a person. And so I have just not ever been on board with the politics of skin color, of any sort. And it is that lack of awareness or caring that now has me on hyper alert to what is happening in front of my face in Europe, and in Ireland. It is clear that Europe is not just being invaded by people who do not share European values like tolerance and hard work, but who mean to replace Europeans by any means necessary.
Ireland is the latest example of how Europe and its indigenous people are being clearly and aggressively targeted for destruction.
Two weeks ago, an Algerian man already known for his physical violence stabbed several small children and women, all Irish, in Dublin. It seemed like a clearcut racial hate crime, but the Irish government turned against those Irish who said this. Instead of solving the hate crime and forming policies to ensure the anti-white stabbings don’t happen again, the Irish government dubbed as “hate speech” anything and anyone who dared to speak about the obvious: That being the tens of thousands of Pakistanis and Algerians roaming Ireland as new citizens, but who do not agree with anything Irish, and who are actually hostile to Irish people and to Ireland’s culture.
Ireland’s strange prime minister went on to assert that Ireland is “too white.” Whatever that means. I mean, Ireland is one of the few places where white people come from. Where they are native to, indigenous to. There is nothing unnatural about Ireland having a lot of white people.
Are there any African nations saying that they are too black? (no). Any Arab countries complaining that they are too Muslim or too brown skinned? (no). Any Asian countries complaining that they are too Asian looking? (no).
Ireland’s government is failed, and is failing to represent the people of Ireland, on purpose. The government representatives are strangely hostile to the Irish. Irish politicians are openly globalist, embracing a view of Ireland that erases political boundaries, historic cultures, languages, religions, forms of dress. Mind you, this is a one-way perspective, because the same globalists in Ireland and Europe and America cheer on the invaders’ own native dress, customs, and ways, including rampant pedophilia, rape, and honor killings of wayward daughters.
Until recently the Irish were the most easy going, relaxed, welcoming people in Europe. But now there is a movement to recognize that Irish Lives Matter, because the people of Ireland are literally under attack from within their own nation. And this same sentiment is reverberating across Europe, as people like Dutch politician Geert Wilders are elected to actually represent the interests of their nations’ native, indigenous people, not some giant for-profit globalist Borg.
All government exists only for the benefit of the people, not for the benefit of elites, corporations, oligarchs, untouchable judges, plush bureaucrats, or military-industrial complexes. And we are seeing now a widespread recognition among Irish, Europeans, and Americans alike that our respective governments have been working against us, using our hard-earned tax money against us. America’s open borders are a prime example of how Biden has abandoned and attacked the American people, at enormous cost in both crime and welfare programs that reward lawless border-hoppers and penalize American veterans and citizens.
It seems that the slogan Irish Lives Matter resonates with and applies to everyone in Europe, especially the Caucasians who for some bizarre, racist, xenophobic reason are being targeted for dissolution, genocide, and replacement.
Turns out that native, indigenous Europeans are all Irish now. Or Dutch. Or Polish, Hungarian, or Italian. And all European governments are Joe Biden, assaulting the people they are supposed to protect.