la grande illusion

As we move towards the officially sanctioned Irish Times and Independent Newspapers Boycott The Catholic Church Day, being held in association with RTE and based on an idea by Jennifer Sleeman (Who she? - Ed note), it is interesting to note just how long the tripehound media have been endeavouring to destroy the ancient faith in this fair country.

Back in the 1950's, poet Patrick Kavanagh had already seen fit to write a poem warning about the persecution of believers by bolshie media liberals.

Ah yes.

There's nothing new under the sun.

Today, hilariously, Kavanagh is the poet the liberal atheists seem most anxious to posthumously coopt.

Irish Times in house harridan Eileen Battersby is forever wittering on about him as though they were old friends.

But what could she know about him.

She's a dessicated semi literate semi senescent abortionist contraceptivist divorcenik atheist apparatchick from a godlessly moronic newspaper whose short hey day came only with its quisling advocacy of Russian world conquest during the Cold War.

I mean I don't want to go casting no aspoyshuns.

We're approaching Boycott The Catholic Church Day and the liberal atheists have done a lot of work promoting it.

They've been slaving to transform the maunderings of the hitherto unknown Jennifer Sleeman into a national movement.

Apparently Jennifer Sleeman merited front page splash coverage when she proclaimed: "Everyone should boycott the Catholic Church on September 19th."

To the barricades citoyens!

Having destroyed Ireland, why don't we destroy it some more!

Neither the Irish Times nor Independent Newspapers have ever seen fit to so heartily publicise my calls for a boycott of their organisations.

But then my calls actually do have some public support.

The Irish Times lost more than a hundred million dollars last year.

Independent Newspapers owes it creditors more than two thousand million dollars.

They're more bankrupt than the banks.

They have no popular mandate.

And let's face it, their latest anti Catholic pogrom hasn't exactly been going swimmingly for them either.

In spite of repeated claims in the anti Catholic Irish Independent that Jennifer Sleeman has won widespread public support for her calls to boycott the Church, there seems to be precious little real support for her outside of the imaginations of that same anti Catholic Irish Independent and its fellow travellers at the anti Catholic Irish Times and anti Catholic RTE.

Ho hum.

A boycott of the Catholic Church by a coterie of media hoor masters was never exactly going to register very high on my personal richter scale.

I mean what difference does it make if venal hypocritical bigoted Tony O'Reilly worshipping swine who never go to mass, declare that on September 19th they're not going to go to mass?

Call the feds Ma Kettle.

Wake me up and tell me when it's over.

And so on.

Today I'm inviting these same clapped out liberal atheists to take a break from their wearisome bigotries and endless campaigns seeking to stamp out or undermine or infiltrate our beautiful ancient and true Catholic religion. I'm inviting these toe rags to sit back and relax a moment, and see how Ireland's second greatest ever poet, regards their ongoing campaign to debase the nation and debauch the peasantry.

Below is Patrick Kavanagh's take on the first wave of anti Catholic media attacks which began emerging in Ireland in blatent form during his lifetime.

His poem is written in response to the media's worshipful accolades bestowed upon a book, now long forgotten, which purported to expose corruptions in the Church. In today's parlance the situation would be likenable to the accolades heaped on Patricia Burke Brogan's vapid feminist anti Catholic theatre play Eclipsed.

Patricia Burke Brogan was a nun for at least a full week in her long distant youth. During that time she claims she worked for a few days supervising unmarried mothers at a laundry run by nuns.

She has dined out on the experience ever since.

Her play purports to be an indictment of the care nuns gave to unmarried mothers.

Needless to say, the Irish Times, Independent Newspapers and RTE have never ceased from lauding her work which they find variously "wondrous," "brave," "searing," and "bold."

The words that spring to my mind are: "conformist," "pseudo," "anti Catholic," and "drivel."

But Kavanagh wasn't writing about Patricia Burke Brogan or her present day media fans.

He was writing about the fathers and mothers of Patricia Burke Brogan and her present day media fans.

Here's what he wrote.

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House Party to Celebrate the Destruction of the Roman Catholic Curch in Ireland

By Patrick Kavanagh

Her book was out, and did she devastate

The Roman Catholic Church on every page!

And in Seamus's house they met to celebrate

With giggles high the dying monster's rage.

When Seamus gazed upon this woman he

Reflected on one absolute disgrace

Outside the bounds of every decency -

'A female replica of Cromwell's face'

Was how some rural savage had described

This noble woman - she was not blotched,

Her wart was a beauty mole. He had been bribed

To rhyme his sneer. Some Bishop had been touched.

So terrible was Seamus's emotion,

The sherry glass was dancing in his hand -

The Jansenistic priesthood of the nation

Had perished by this woman writer's hand.

With fighting admiration in his eyes

He could not see his wife but only Her.

He stammered: 'You did more than satirise.

Great artist! The Irish Voltaire."

The reviews were coming in by every post,

Warm and fulsome - Seamus read extracts:

'The Roman Catholic Hierarchy must

Be purple now with rage. She states the facts

With wit, and wit is what they cannot bear.'

In far off parishes of Cork and Kerry

Old priests walked homeless in the winter air

As Seamus poured another pale dry sherry.