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Wednesday, May 04, 2016

healy's bolero

december light
grey mist
pavements glistening with a touch of frost
passers by muffled in scarves and coats
a shy boy and a girl in a just missed kiss
breath pluming on the air
shop windows glowing
seasonal good cheer
poetry in the early onset of evening
little birds with feathers fluffed for warmth
craggy doubters believing for once
coffee brewed to a froth
sophia humming something about love
heaven and earth are closer than they appear
all the promises of god are true

in re trump

Many if not most honorable Republicans and indeed other Americans of goodwill and discernment, will never under any circumstances vote for Donald Trump to be President of the United States of America.
Consider his campaign style.
Vituperation directed towards any he deems not just a threat but an inconvenience.
The use of internet style trolling invective.
Insults to other candidates families and wives.
Mafioso style research into rivals' backgrounds.
His repeated suggestion that politicians are generically ignoble and that Mr Trump is himself somehow different from them.
Let me say this.
Mr Trump is in my best estimation of him not what he pretends to be.
He is not a Republican.
He is not a believing Christian.
He is not a successful businessman.
His ungentlemanly behaviour in mocking the appearance of one candidate's wife renders him in my opinion unfit to be President of the United States of America.
That.
On it's own.
That should be enough.
Here is the news.
Contrary to what Mr Trump has proclaimed, politicians generally are not ignoble.
There is a certain public frustration at present with them because they do not represent some of the things some of us want represented.
Personally I want a politician who will stand against abortion, euthanasia, assisted suicide and the culture of death, who will wage all out war with drug dealing people trafficking devil worshipping mafias and secret societies, and who will decisively end the influx of Muslim Jihadis into the Free World.
Such politicians are rare enough.
But all politicians are not discredited by the fact that they do not agree with me.
Nor all all politicians discredited by the fact that they cannot satisfy all of the people all of the time.
Nor are all politicians discredited by the failings, errors, corruptions or sins of omission, of some politicians.
Politics is in fact a noble calling.
Perhaps the noblest.
Politicans are people who courageously subject themselves to the will of the people at election time and offer their lives in service to the broader community.
We should respect them for that even when we oppose them.
The alternative is anarchy.
Or evil.
Or Trump.

Monday, May 02, 2016

boggling

The mind boggles at the notion of eternity.
It's not God that's hard to believe in.
Nor is it mindless energy as a creative force that is hard to believe in.
It is the eternal element in our consideration of the universe which in our more self reflective moments tends to stump religionists and atheistic scientists equally.
Between an eternal God who creates a universe,
and
an eternally existing energy which creates a universe,
I suggest it is a Fifty/Fifty call.
If the notion of eternity was my only reference point, I would be an agnostic.
For a million other reasons, perhaps an eternity of reasons, love, friendship, animals, plants, flowers, the cosmic battle, oceans, rivers, sunshine, rain, wind, the Church, providence, mountains, forests, intimations of truth, women, music, song, science itself, languages, the Bible, the Jews, for all of these, I believe in God.
If our intellects perceived more completely, I would think even the Fifty/Fifty call would be a slam dunk for the Lord.
What is amazing to me is that otherwise quite brilliant atheistic scientists cannot bring themselves to admit it is a Fifty/Fifty call.

Sunday, May 01, 2016

meditation on the decision to remake the film willie wonka and the chocolate factory with tim burton as director and johnny depp in the role of willie wonka

Why didn't they just take Willie Wonka outside and shoot him.

Monday, April 25, 2016

vermillion

the birds of northernesse had gathered to sing a lay
in a dark tree near a torrent where the nether world issues
a word they want a word they need
a word for an array
there splashed on vision none
their marvellous mystic hues

vermillion said the eagle
the maker of all laws
and since twas he that said it
so by life it was

vermillion said the falcon
and none could give the nay
for his claws were long and sharp
and he would have his way

vermillion said the osprey
keeper of the flame
and he looked around for challenge
in hauteur and disdain

vermillion chanted the other ranks
the mapgie and the wren
the jackdaw and the cormorant
the peewit and the hen

vermillion sang they all
in a wondrous symphony
and their voices rolled throughout the land
from the mountains to the sea

red blood quaked the sparrow
his plumage modest brown
and the birds could not see him
for his station lay far down

red blood piped he again
grown stronger at the truth
and the birds faced reality
and reality was mute

red blood cried he at last
and they saw him crouching low
and they raged at him and flew at him
and struck a mighty blow

shaking the ancient tree
about its massive girth
they seized him and they bore him
and they crushed him to the earth

regaining lofty branches
they did as they were meant
and shook their ruffled feathers
and nodded in assent

a word they had a good word
of a million words abhorred
they would hold to it cling to it
vermillion they roared

Sunday, April 24, 2016

i say it here it comes out there

Commentator and former senator Eoin Harris has spoken out today about the IRA's infiltration of the Irish state controlled television and radio station RTE.
RTE is financed through compulsory taxation on the citizenry.
Mr Harris maintains that the IRA's front organisation Sinn Fein has substantially infiltrated RTE at every level.
Well duhhhhhhhhhhh.
Mr Harris would not agree with me on any ten subjects you care to mention, from the sanctity of life of unborn children, to the necessity for all out war with Muslim Jihadis.
But I believe he is an honorable man.
And he knows about the methodologies of the international terrorist mafia IRA.
Because he was in the IRA.
He states that if the problem of IRA infiltration at the national television station is not addressed, then the mainstream political parties will have to go in there and address it, presumably through some sort of anti rackateering legislation.
He may be wrong on one point.
The mainstream parties will never move against the IRA's infiltration of RTE. (Or the civil service, or the trade unions, or the Judiciary.)
Because the IRA has substantially infiltrated the mainstream political parties too.
Remember it was a Fianna Fail government that bankrupted Ireland in 2008 to cover up the IRA's burglarisation of the IRA's own bank, Anglo Irish Bank, a burglarisation carried out by illegal billion dollar loans from the IRA's proxies on the bank's management ,Sean Fitzpatrick and David Drumm, to the IRA's proxies posing as businessmen, Sean Quinn and his odious IRA progeny.
And it was a Fine Gael politician Alan Dukes who gave a veneer of cross party respectability to the bail out of an IRA bank by accepting the Chairmanship at Anglo Irish Bank after the IRA's insitutionalised burglarisation of Anglo Irish Bank was in plain view.
More more recently it was another Fine Gael politician Councillor John McCartin who enabled IRA capo Sean Quinn, the fake businessman who had facilitated the original multi billion dollar heists at Anglo, to regain influence at the IRA front companies he used to launder his illegal billion dollar loans, now rehired as an Adviser no less, through Councillor McCartin's largesse, at those same companies and sitting back as the IRA threaten murder at the companies if they continue to refuse to put their proxy Sean Quinn himself in charge.
By the way the companies are currently paying IRA capo Sean Quinn half a million dollars a year as adviser for such gems of advice as: "Put me in charge of the companies or the IRA will kill you."
I kid you not.
The IRA have subverted our mainstream parties along with everything else in this country.
Their actions precisely mirror those systemic subversions used by the Cosa Nostra in Italy.
The wheel is rigged and it's the only game in town.
The wars of the future will be mafia.

from the pope francis duologues


Pope Francis: "You cannot download happiness like a mobile phone app."

James Healy: "Is that what you said to Pope Benedict before you ousted him?"

theatre review

THERE'S NOWT AS QUARE AS FOLK
(James Healy reviews John McManus' play The Quare Land)


Reviewing plays in the dulcet South Kildare hamlet of Kilcullen is something of an adventure sport.
It is a task best not taken lightly.
Kilcullen thesps and their lady directors occasionally shoot back.
A slip of the tongue could cost you your Free Haircuts For Life voucher at a local salon.
A gentle bon mot about Maurice O'Mahoney's acting might see you vilified in print in an otherwise occasionally excellent community magazine.
An original insight about life in general that you haven't checked first with the cultural thought police will surely result in you being drummed out of the Rah or the Prayer Group (Same thing in Kilcullen - Ed note) or whatever and shot at dawn.
Or so I have found 
Best not to overthink the matter. Shut your eyes . Dive right in. What's the worst they can do to me? Insist I pay for the haircuts I owe them for?  Bore me to death with their mafioso fake patriotism? I laugh at such blandishments.  What's a blandishment? Never mind. Onward!
Once more into the breech once more, we'll stop their overacting with our Saxon dead.
Well, you know what I mean.
A long and winding, and somewhat unlikely, road has led to the present incarnation on the Kilcullen stage of John McManus' darkly comic play The Quare Land.
Some months ago Kilcullen expatriate Donal Saint Leger bought a ticket to an off Broadway version of the play for Kilcullen director Eilis Phillips who was visiting him in New York. Eilis Phillips liked what she saw and contacted the playwright. who forwarded the play and agreed to sell the rights.
At this point someone passed it to me for an unofficial opinion.The work was not entirely to my liking. McManus' profanity laced depiction of negotiations in a bathroom between an elderly farmer and a younger businessman who wants to buy his field was not really my cup of theatrical tea. But I did my best to be encouraging.
Having first exacted a promise that he would never tell Eilis Phillips what I said, I told the person who passed me the play: "Do not do this play. It is tasteless, profane, blasphemous trash. Don't do it under any circumstances."
And here we are.
The biggest hit to grace the Town Hall Theatre in a decade.
How on earth did it happen?
That is the question at the core of my review
For something did happen.
Something magical. Something rare. Something for me wholly unexpected.
Pure theatre alchemy.
And I'm still not sure quite how they did it.
Let me hazard a few guesses.
In the present production by Kilcullen Drama Group, John McManus script somehow moved from a pessimistic gleefully malevolent schadenfreude evocation of the battle between Traditional and Modern Ireland as exemplified by his two protagonists Hugh Pugh and Rob McNulty, to a joyful celebration of the human condition, subtly laced with an homage to the grandest tricks of the theatre trade, as exemplified by Bernard Berney and Vivian Clarke's wonderfully inventive, wizardly comic interpretations of McManus characters the roguish farmer and cowboy property developer.
For me Vivian Clarke and Bernard Berney turned Mr McManus dark vision into light.
I'm just not sure what their director thought.
Yet she must have known what she was doing when she cast them in the roles.
Mustn't she?
Casting two essentially uncontrollable exuberantly comic actors against type in a pessimistic noir drama was either an act of high vision or utter madness.
Out of such paradoxes theatre gold is born.
The casting of Bernard Berney and Vivian Clarke served another purpose too. It made the regional audience willing to enter McManus' world of darkness where they would soon be so pleasantly surprised. I don't think they'd have gone in there otherwise.
There were rewrites too which I would expect with Mr Berney involved. His adjustments, if they were his, were gems. I'm told the playwright John McManus who attended the Kilcullen show at times looked sick as a parrot. He was like a man seeing his own play for the first time. I hope he learned something.
The Quare Land is a two man play and the two men cast in the roles brought a focus to their work which might have been difficult with a larger cast. Mr Clarke's evocation of ambition thwarted by the most unikely of opponents showed moments of great artistry and superb instinctive playing. His rapport with his co star was matched only by his rapport with the audience. His ability in one scene to move from comic playing to pathos to drama and back again was seamless. His character's speech about the collapse of his family life in the face of business pressures was a tour de force.
Bernard Berney has perhaps had bigger successes with Kilcullen Drama Group but his performance in The Quare Land will remain a personal favourite for me. Against all the odds of course, since I initially hated the material. Mr Berney's acting had a relaxed quality and an ease to it that enaged the audience from the outset. He has a Frank Carson-esque ability to make old jokes seem new again. His verve and energy were finely honed for this performance. His natural spontaneity and anarchic charisma had been harnessed and directed into a mature and assured portrayal of Hugh Pugh. He was on top of his game. At one point he created a most poignant vignette as he sang a love song to an image of the singer Enya on a record album cover. The moment transcended several genres and belonged to none but it was beautiful here.
"She's a saint," his character mused as he finished singing.
"The patron saint of songs that all sound the f---ing same," answered Mr Clarke.
Letitia Hanratty's set was a perfect recreation of a mountainy man's hovel. Take it from me. I'm a mountainy man and I live in one. Her door at the rear of the stage could have been more visible though. We mountainy men like our doors where we can see them.
The family team of Emer and Tara Mucke, and Mischa Fekete handled lighting and sound effects with aplomb. The lighting was unobtrusive but always effective. The lighting plan was neatly orchestrated, executed and designed. An interesting touch was added by the use of back lights which left Mr Clarke's face slightly in shadow at times.My only quibble with the sound effects is that I'd have preferred a real person doing dog sounds in the wings, to the recorded sounds that were actually used.
At two hours running time, I thought the play was a bit long. Two hours is a long time to ask anyone to laugh. When director Eilis Phillips wrote her letter of complaint to the Bridge about my review of her last production I thought it was great good fun. But I still only laughed for about an hour at her letter. An hour and and a half would have been a good running time for the present production which in any case was also great good fun.


(Photo left to right: Vivian Clarke, the pop singer Enya, and Bernard Berney in The Quare Land)











Saturday, April 23, 2016

top ten reasons not to support donald trump as a candidate for the american presidency under any circumstances



1. The British Broadcasting Corporation is alleging Donald Trump has extensive direct links to the Genovese crime family, one of the five known Italian mafias which still dominate commercial, civil and political life in New York city. I am content that the BBC is correct in this matter.

2. Mr Trump's assertion that President Bush lied to bring about the Iraq war is an egregiously false and traitorous claim and gives succour to the world wide Muslim terror army currently seeking to enslave humanity.

3. Donald Trump is not a successful businessman. Mr Trump has declared bankruptcy four times, each time simply refusing to repay billions of dollars that he owed to banks which should never have lent to him in the first place and should certainly never have lent to him again after his first billion dollar bankruptcy. Robbing banks through borrowings is a classic modern mafia methodology. Mafia proxies on the bank's staff give an illegal billion dollar loan to a mafia proxy posing as a businessman, in this case, or more correctly in each of the four known cases involving Donald Trump, Donald Trump himself was that mafia proxy. The loans were held through convoluted corporate legal title that prevented Donald Trump from being held personally liable for the billions of dollars he had stolen through loans he never intended to repay. The same method for bank robbery was used in Ireland by the IRA when its proxies Sean Fitzpatrick and David Drumm in the management of Anglo Irish Bank awarded billion dollar loans to IRA proxy businessman Sean Quinn.

4. Donald Trump's claims to be currently managing a company worth ten billion dollars are not substantiated by any proper external audit. His present companies, like his previous bankrupt mafia shells, are built on borrowings concealed through accountancy tricks.

5. Mr Trump's insult to candidate Carly Fiorina's looks is an indicator of a serious character deficiency in Mr Trump.

6. Mr Trump's insult to candidate Rand Paul's looks, is an indicator of a serious character deficiency in Mr Trump..

7. Mr Trump's insult to the looks of the wife of candidate Ted Cruz, is an indicator of a serious character deficiency in Mr Trump.

8. I suggest that beyond a reasonable doubt Mr Trump has links to a current smear against his main rival in which a tabloid newspaper falsely claims candidate Ted Cruz has five mistresses. One of the fake mistresses is a Trump attache. Her denial of the truth of the smear was a ploy, intended to create plausible deniability for Mr Trump as to his sponsorship of the smear.

9. Mr Trump is correct in advocating the reestablishment and enforcement of our borders but his doing so is a manipulation of public concerns. Sometimes the devil quotes scripture, It should not impress us when he does.

10. In my opinion, Mr Trump is absolutely correct to suggest we should prevent Muslims entering out countries until the world wide Muslim Jihad against humanity has been dealt with. However his advocacy on this matter is again a manipulation of public concerns.

11. Donald Trump's use of internet trolling techniques to intimidate opponents and interviewers, is an indicator that he is not in any sense a sincere or decent man.

12. He is a dangerous man manipulating decent people.

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

when skangs collide

The Hutch IRA skang gang has shot another human being to death in the streets of Dublin.
They've been taking pot shots at members of the Kinahane IRA skang gang for months now.
And vice versa.
Of course murdering each other in the streets does not distract any faction of the IRA from its core business of dealing poisons to our children.
Here's a thought.
Why not get our useless overpaid corrupt police force to arrest and incarcerate all members of the Hutch and Kinahane IRA skang gangs?
Why not intern them without trial?
Why not deploy our police to every street corner as the gangs have done with their own enforcers?
Let's be clear.
I'm not asking our police force to arrest and incarcerate the gangs' cars and motorbikes as was done in a flurry of publicity recently.
I'm asking them to arrest the gang members themselves.
And incarcerate them.
Permanently.
Ireland has had enough of them.
We want them gone.