no truth in the rumour

There is no truth in the rumour that Prime Minister Enda Kenny will seek to distract attention from the present existential threat to his government arising from public concerns about his inability to fire a Chief Of Police accused of framing a hero cop using false allegations of child abuse, by instituting a new referendum to give masturbation the same status as marriage, and that George Soros is already funding a billion dollar tee shirt campaign in support of this referendum featuring gormless gonadal teenagers sporting slogans on their chests that proclaim: "Enda Says Relax." No hang on, maybe it is true. He got away with it before, didn't he.

why is the irish independent newspaper group bankrupt

Contrary to corporate myth, the bankruptcy of Independent Newspapers has nothing to do with free speech on the internet. Here is the news. Independent Newspapers is bankrupt because last week when Ireland was reeling over unprecedented accusations against the Chief of Police Noirin O'Sullivan to wit that she had slandered hero cop Maurice McCabe by trying to frame him for sex abuse against children, and simultaneously while Ireland's Prime Minister Enda Kenny was facing unprecedented pressure to resign over his buffoonish and frankly mendacious statements to parliament re his handling of Noirin O'Sullivan's own refusal to resign and what he knew and when he knew it, and what his Ministers knew, and what Minister For Children And Youth Affairs Katherine Zapone concealed from the rest of the government about what she knew about the framing of Maurice McCabe by public officials and government employees on false allegations of child abuse, and when she knew it, and what Justice Minister Frances Fitzgerald knew, and when they all knew it, and when all this was happening and the country was in a profound state of shock about the specifics of it I say, the Irish Independent ran a pattycake story on its cover about hospital care. Coverage of the most earth shattering news story in the last thirty years of the Irish Republic, the story about Enda Kenny and Noirin O'Sullivan, was consigned to a single article on page 15. They are gone. There is no business model for Independent Newspapers. There is nothing there. No ability. No integrity. No decency. No taste. No decorum. Nothing. Nothing beyond a seditious liaison with the Fine Gael party in which the Irish Independent runs pass defence to protect the most incompetent Prime Minister in Irish history, in return for that incompetent Prime Minister ensuring that no legal action is taken against the proprietor of Independent Newspapers Denis O'Brien over his bribes to a former Fine Gael Communications Minister called Michael Lowry as described in a Judicial Enquiry, with the said bribes being paid by Denis O'Brien to Michael Lowry in order for Denis O'Brien to obtain mobile phone service provision contracts worth a billion dollars dirt cheap. I mean I don't want to go casting no aspoyshuns.




Footnote 1: The present debacle regarding Noirin O'Sullivan and Enda Kenny is indeed the most earth shattering story in Ireland for three decades. It is topped only by the previous most earth shattering story in the history of the Irish Republic, concerning multiple murderer Malcolm MacArthur's separate slaughters of nurse Bridie Gargan and farmer Donal Dunne. In 1982 after a nationwide man hunt, MacArthur was found hiding in the apartment of the Irish governmen then legal adviser Patrick Connolly in circumstances that have never been satisfactorily explained. This story remains important because elements of the State apparatus, government, judiciary, prosecutors, and police, have refused to put MacArthur on trial for the second of his known murders. He was released in 2012 after serving a sentence solely for his murder of Bridie Gargan. The failure to insist on a comprehensive explanation for MacArthur's high society contacts with Patrick Connolly as well as MacArthur's contacts with yet another ex Chief of Police Patrick McLoughlin, the failure to campaign for a full trial and sentencing for MacCarthur for the murder of Donal Dunne, the failure to keep the story in the public domain, the failure to explain MacArthur's murders and whether or not he had other accomplices, the failure to expose the nefarious levels of corruption this story indicates exist in our government and ruling pseudo elites, the failure to recognise that MacCarthur should never have been released, all these failures are yet further reasons why Independent Newspapers is bankrupt.

Footnote 2: If we go back another decade we find the third most earth shattering story in Irish history to be effectively ignored and/or concealed by Independent Newspapers. This was the evasion of justice by 16 year old satanist Lorcan Bale who in 1973 crucified a seven year old boy called John Horgan in the attic of the Bale family home. Bale's crime was concealed by the usual coteries of police, Judges, politicians and prosecutors, and also this time with the explicit connivance of the media who falsely reported at the time that John Horgan died of natural causes while a newspaper in Canada was correctly reporting that John Horgan had been murdered in a satanic ritual. Bale never stood trial for his ritual murder of John Horgan, He was given a new identity and turned loose on the English. Details of the torture of John Horgan were concealed by, among others, corrupt Judges who without legitimate explanation or justification, adjourned the inquest into John Horgan's death repeatedly over thirty years. Lorcan Bale lives in England to this day. His devil worshipping family were also given new identities and provided with a new home at an undisclosed location in Ireland. Their devil worship ring was never exposed. They kill now at their leisure. I would note another salient factor in this story, ie that satanists join prayer groups and infiltrate Christian activist organisations. In the early 1970's Lorcan Bale's father was a prominent member of Christian prayer groups in Dublin and active in pro life issues. Lorcan Bale's father was also a former colleague in the civil service of one Cathal Goan who later became head of the Irish national broadcaster RTE and of the Irish language television station TnaG.

last days at the fuhrer bunker

Ireland's Prime Minister Enda Kenny sits behind his oak desk at the Reichskanzlei.
Outside Irish Times howitzers are zeroing in on his location.
Ironic.
Once they were his allies in the dismemberment of unborn babies.
Scarcely seven years ago his secret Pact Of Steel (Scalpels) with that same Irish Times had allowed him to promise the Irish electorate not to legalise abortion and then when elected to go right ahead and legalise it anyway without a smidgen of critical reportage on the matter ever appearing in the national press.
Now they too have turned on him.
Enda Kenny looks ashen.
He is a ghost of himself.
His hands tremble.
Around him the last few clinging acolytes of his government cluster.
There are no big names.
The grey men and hagerdotal women of the Fine Gael party smile at their great leader ingratiatingly.
But the Fuhrer is a broken man.
Nothing can conceal it.
"You are all to blame," Enda Kenny shrieks suddenly, thumping his hand down on an upturned stapler. "If you had faith, not faith in the Hebrew God but faith in me, if you had faith, vee could have held on to power forever. By which I mean I could have held on to power forever. You haff failed. All of you. You are all responsible. You ****ing dumkopfs."
The Fuhrer is barely coherent. He is in the grip of a volcanic rage. Many of his underlings will remember it as the most terrifying fury they have ever seen.
"Vere is my teddy bear?" he screams. "Never mind. Ireland has failed. It has proved itself unworthy of me. And unworthy of Teddy. And unworthy of existing. If I must go then it is better that Ireland also ceases to exist. You are all... all... all to blame. You haff failed the test of rassenhygiene. You haff been tested and you vere not fit to live. You are all false. You dishonour ze Blueshirts you wear. Ziss travesty of a nation must die. Ze Irish Times vill rule now in ze rubble of our civilisation. Ze Bolsehvicks are ze master race after all. It is better ziss vay. Schweinen. Yes, zat is what you are. You are all traitors. You are all schweinhunds. You are all dumkopfs. You are all verdammte arschloken. You are all insert Germanic term of opprobrium here."
He collapsed on his desk in a heap.
Exhausted.
There is a pregnant pause which doesn't last long enough for the Fine Gaelers to abort it.
Abruptly Enda Kenny sits up.
A light dawns on his ruined features.
"Unless," he mutters fervently, "unless... unless we announce a referendum on some arcane sexual practice of current marginal interest and give the peasantry the option of deeming it marriage. Like we did with Same Sex marriage for practicing homosexuals. Vee liberated zem alright. And not only ze practicing ones but ze ones who'd gotten really good at it. So vee need somezing like zat. Only more radical. Somezing zat vould distract ze peasantry from zere detestatiion of us. Ze fools vill tzink they have gained something and will positively relish ze added opportunity to jeer their forefathers as old fogeyensteiners. Zey love zat. Zey love jeering ze past. Ze suggestible scheisskopfen idiotensteiners. So a referendum elevating some louche sexual practice to ridiculous levels. Let me see. I know. Equal rights for masturbaters. From now on ze dignity of masturbation vill have ze status of matrimony. We'll call it Marriage Equality For Solitary Sexual Unions. We'll hold a referendum on giving masturbation the status of marriage with full inheritance rights for any one having sex with himself. Yes. Yes. I can see it now. Equal rights for monosexual marriage.  Get me George Soros on line one. He's always good for a little finance and crowd orchestration on these matters. Vee vill need to create ze illusion zat people actually vant ziss. Get me RTE on line two. And vee vill need a slogan for ze tee shirts of course. How about: Enda Says Relax. Ziss one's a doozie.. Vee can still pull it off. This vill distract ze peasants from ze corruption of my police force, from my kleptocracy, from the collapse of immigration law, from me permitting drug dealing child abusing people trafficking IRA mafias and their associates in Cosa Nostra, the Triads, Al Qaeda, the Muslim Brotherhood, Muslim gangs generally, Tinker Gangs and the Russian mob, to divide Ireland up as a feudal state among themselves while seizing control of cities, towns and villages the length and breadth of the country; it vill distract ze peasants from my legalisation of abortion, from my war against Christian values, from my acquiescence to the extortionist hegemony of rackateering trade unions, from my failure to act against white collar criminal Denis O'Brien, from my cancellation of that same Denis O'Brien's newspapers' billion dollar debts to Allied Irish Banks, from my illegal nationalisation of the worthless Allied Irish Banks which had gone bust because that same aforementioned Denis O'Brien wouldn't pay his newspapers' debts to it, and from my own near cosmic incompetence in every possible field of probity, governance and integrity. I mean I don't vant to go casting no aspoyshuns. (Against myself.) Ah. A referendum on full marital status for masturbation. In ziss focquing country zat vas alvays going to be ze key. I am ein genius. Ziss vill make everyzing okay again."

gloria

The glory of God is writ in the people of the earth, in faces and forms and ideas and words and smiles and thoughts and songs and endeavours and repentence and praise and intellectualism and simplicity and academia and work and hairstyles and fashion statements and contemplation and quietude and deeds and conversations.
The glory of God shines in the animals he has made, each one with a dignity and a limitless goodness because everything he makes is good, and that is why a dog cheers me, and a hen cheers someone else, and a cat lifts spirits, and a bird raises hearts, and a horse makes some exult, and a dolphin makes more rejoice, each one perfect in the way of heaven.
The glory of God is present in landscapes and seascapes, mountains and deserts, fields and fens which call out in praise of him by their very being.
The glory of God rings in thunderstorms, rainfall, lightning flash, wind, sunshine and shadow.
The glory of God is found in faith, hope and love but the greatest of these is love.
The glory of God is without end.

high crimes and misdemeanours

Noirin O'Sullivan is chief of the Irish police force.

Her husband is also a senior police officer and was promoted to an even more senior position after his wife was appointed to her present role two years ago.

Her husband's position under his wife's command, seems to have involved work with a shadowy unit attempting to establish the identities of police officers who were exposing police corruption to journalists and politicians.

The public concern at present is that the motivation behind O'Sullivan's targeting of police officers who were trying to protect the public by exposing police corruption, was itself criminal in nature.
The concern is further that having been identified by Noirin O'Sullivan's husband and his secret unit, anti corruption police officers might then be effectively criminalised through a legal technicality deeming them to have broken procedural rules on police contact with journalists.

Murky isn't it.

But this is how it's done in Ireland.

This is how the heroes are ruined by the scoundrels.

This week it has been claimed in Ireland's parliament that Noirin O'Sullivan herself attempted to blacken the name of hero cop Maurice McCabe by falsely labelling him a child abuser.

The claim was made in parliament by Brendan Howlin leader of the Labour Party.

Mr Howlin told parliament that the claim was passed to him by a journalist who had stated that Noirin O'Sullivan personally slandered Mr McCabe to several journalists.

Mr Howlin's source stipulated that he himself had not been among those present when the supposed slander took place.

Maurice McCabe is already a hero in Ireland for exposing police corruption while serving in the force.

Noirin O'Sullivan denies she was a party to any smear campaign against Mr McCabe.

She is refusing to resign as chief of police.

Noirin O'Sullivan was appointed chief of police in 2014 after the previous chief of police Martin Callanan resigned in disgrace over various matters, including his treatment of Mr McCabe along with his response to issues raised by Mr McCabe about police corruption.

The Minister for Justice at the time Alan Shatter was also forced to resign in the unfolding scandal.

Mr Shatter's behaviour was condemned in a formal report at the time.

This report was upheld by the High Court when Mr Shatter appealed its findings, that is to say the High Court concluded that the report's criticisms and conclusions re Alan Shatter were correct. However Mr Shatter eventually found an appeal court willing to repudiate the report's findings on the grounds, according to appeal court Judge Sean Ryan, that Mr Shatter's constitutional rights were at risk.

I think Judge Sean Ryan's grounds for exonerating Alan Shatter over his monstrous behaviour towards Maurice McCabe, are thoroughly frivolous.

In fact the scandal of Judge Sean Ryan and his pals Judge Mary Finlay Geoghegan and Judge Mary Irvine at the appeal court, putting the whole process of enquiry into Alan Shatter's corruption on trial, yes putting the process itself on trial, was in my view as big a scandal as Shatter and Callanan's arrant criminality in their original wild west use of the police force as a personal militia to destroy Maurice McCabe and anyone else who got in their way. 

After Mr Callanan's resignation the Fine Gael government of Ireland of which Mr Shatter up to his own resignation had also been a part, then promised not to appoint a serving member of Ireland's police force as chief to replace Mr Callanan.

This was because of profound public concerns about endemic police corruption here.

Fine Gael's Prime Minister Enda Kenny reneged on this promise in appointing Noirin O'Sullivan as Chief of Police. She was after all not only an insider but had also served as deputy to Mr Callanan, his right hand man as it were, or his accomplice.

Mr Kenny's Fine Gael Party was decimated at our last election which left us with a hung parliament.

Mr Kenny managed to weasel his way back to the position of Prime Minister with no overall majority simply because Ireland's fractured parliament had no clear alternative on offer. 

A Judicial Enquiry has been appointed to investigate the issues relating to the criminal behaviour of police officers in orchestrating criminal smear campaigns against Maurice McCabe.

Noirin O'Sullivan insists that she will remain chief of police while the investigation proceeds into claims (which she denies) that she was directly involved in any criminal attempt to destroy Maurice McCabe.
Noirin O'Sullivan insists that she will retain control of the police force even if the police force is now tasked with investigating her.
We should keep a weather eye on the possibility that she is innocent.
The IRA mafia and gangland generally would be well capable of framing a Chief of Police.
But a certain decisive intervention is necessary.
The weight of testimony from parliamentarians and from Maurice McCabe himself means Noirin O'Sullivan's position as Chief of Police is untenable.
Noirin O'Sullivan and her husband and any of their potential fellow conspirators against Maurice McCabe must go.
It is time for parliament as the elected guarantors of Irish democracy to assert primacy over the unelected phenomenally corrupt police force and its equally unelected phenomenally corrupt enablers in the judiciary.
Parliament must reassert public control of the police.

As a citizen I call on the parliament of the Republic of Ireland to impeach Noirin O'Sullivan and remove her from office.

the poet at midnight

hark i hear the music come
sweet attendant of the dark
not bitterness nor yet regret
but bathos pathos listen hark

a certain call to greatness
chimes upon the midnight air
poems that i never wrote
arise and bid me hear them there

sweetest softness of the dark
haunted melodies of night
that whisper in the silences
now up now weep now write

a certain call to greatness
it chimes upon the midnight air
how dared i hope for triumph
till first i knew despair

ideas for tee shirt slogans to match the repeal sweaters being used by abortion activists in ireland

"George Soros spent a billion dollars promoting the murder of unborn children in Ireland and all I got was this lousy REPEAL sweater."

"REPEAL my arse."

"REPEAL my Aunty Fanny."

"REPEAL this you abortionist ****s."

a brief mongraph on the cooption of modern medical practice by pharmaceutical companies (coition surely - ed note)

In an attempt to sell limitless amounts of addictive drugs, pharmaceutical companies have labelled any form of mental pain as a sickness.
If a man is nervous he is deemed to be suffering from Anxiety.
If a woman is sad she is deemed to be suffering from Depression.
If a child is an ordinary child, a scatterbrain, a bully, a goof ball, an overachiever, a bit restless, or a bit sad, or a bit nervous, or showing symptoms of experiencing some sort of molestation, or showing symptoms that arise from never being taken to church by his drug addict parents, or showing symptoms that his drug addict parents are beating the living tripe out of him, or showing symptoms that arise from absorbing hugely disruptive aggressivised and sexualised visual stimuli from television and other media, if a child shows any of these signs, why the pharmaceutical companies will pay a doctor to damn that child for life with the false prognosis: "This child has Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. He is genetically predisposed to this condition. Drug him. That is all ye know on earth and all ye need to know."
It is astonishing to me.
Some people don't trust religion, but if a guy has a medical degree and charges two hundred quid an hour for his time, and cares for them by poisoning them with drugs, they think he's God.
And so does he.
People with any form of mental pain are being dosed with highly addictive brain damaging drugs, styled anti depressants, more correctly called neuroleptics, and instead of dealing with the causes of their sadness, working through it, recognising the dignity of their suffering and the reasons for it, instead of directly addressing whatever situation or life experience is causing the nervousness, restlessness or whatever, instead of engaging family members and friends to play their part in overcoming the challenge and in recognising that some of them may have played a part in causing the pain in the first place, instead of any of this, they end up cycling repeatedly and ever more frequently through drug induced break down after break down after break down, right up to early death.
And if they try to give up these drugs which are more addictive than heroin or cocaine, they of course have withdrawal symptoms which doctors and pharmaceutical companies immediately claim have resulted from a failure to take the medication rather than admitting the truth which is that the medication is an addictive poison.
The pharmaceutical companies have silenced academia and the medical profession with endowments, sponsorship and bribes.
They have stuffed the doctors' mouths with cash.
This is monstrous.