"One-two-three-alera
I-spy-DeValera
Sitting-on-his-bum-alera
Counting Orange men..."
My mother bounced me on her knee to this and other Belfast streetsongs. I vaguely remember that
Eamon de Valera,
then president of Eire, the Free State, the Twenty-Six Counties, Southern Ireland, was a bogeyman to we Prods, in the Six Counties, but I didn't know why until recently. I had thought it was just historical Mick-Prod antagonism. But it was much worse than that.
At Bangor Grammar School, much less at King Edwards, they didn't teach you Irish history, fuck no, so there are huge gaps in my knowledge of .....no, it's worse than that, worse than huge gaps, I know fuck all about Irish history, even though, like Col von Fawkes, I have a Paddy passport - I just couldn't deal with the bastards at the Peterborough Passport Office, one day; fuck you lot, I thought, I'll get an Irish one, and I did, in about half an hour at Buckingham Palace Road's Irish Embassy. But citizen or not, when it comes to Irish history, I'm as much of a scholar as Father Dougal. Is that right, Ted, God? Now what sort of an eejit'd be believin' in that?
Bloated and Christmas fatigued, the other day, I was watching Nazi Collaborators on the World War Two Channel - the one that thinks all of history happened between 1939 and 1945 - and they were doing Ireland. Jesus, what a fucking carry-on. There were trenchcoated Nazi fuckpigs running about all over the South; there were plots to help a Nazi invasion of Ulster, the IRA was bombing mainland UK, whilst flying in and out of Berlin begging money and guns; de Valera refused us access to Southern Irish ports with massive consequent losses of allied shipping and lives and it was only the arrival of forty thousand GIs in Ulster which made it safe from that IRA-assisted Nazi invasion. And all the while, nice Mr O'Hitler was flaying alive and roasting and gassing and poisoning, well, everybody really, but the Jews in particular, taking Europe right into the wicked heart of Sin. Tens of thousands neckshot into ditches, men women and children; millions enslaved, starved and gassed. And Paddy's loving it. They didn't call it a war, they called it an Emergency. Land of Saints and Scholars, y'see, so it is.
Oh, it's right that lots of decent Irishmen enlisted, fought and died but the political caste, the predecessors of this cunt Cowen, who's just beggared his nation, and the traditional heroes of Marty Kneecaps, were actively pro-Nazi.
DeValera's mates in govament were much in favour of the Holocaust, this is from an extensive piece at www.victims.org.uk
When in the Dail in 1943, Oliver J. Flanagan praised Hitler for ridding Germany of Jews claiming, "I doubt very much if they are human!", he was not challenged by any other member. Later in a speech to the Dail he said "There is one thing that Germany did and that was to rout the Jews out of their country. Until we rout the Jews out of this country it does not matter a hair's breadth what orders you make. Where the bees are there is honey, and where the Jews are there is money." Flanagan was soon to join Fine Gael and remained a T.D. for them until 1987 briefly becoming Minister for Defence in the late 1970's. In 2004 Fine Gael leader Enda Kenny T.D. eulogised the memory of the nazi monster on the resignation of his son from politics "Charlie Flanagan continued the long tradition of service given by his late father Oliver J. to the people of Laois/Offaly in exemplary fashion." An exemplary Jew hater indeed! J.J. Walsh T.D. who had been a minister in the Cosgrave government was another high ranking anti-Semite who described Irish Jews as a "gang of parasites".
Anti-Semitism and praise for fascism was also rife within the Roman Catholic hierarchy. The main body organising support for Franco was the Irish Christian Front (I.C.F.) a broad based pressure group which , in the early months of the Spanish civil war organised massive demonstrations and had, initially at least, more widespread support than the Blueshirts. The Front's founders were Patrick Belton, who was formerly a T.D. for both Fianna Fail and Fine Gael as well as being an ex-Blueshirt, and Alexander McCabe, formerly elected for both Sinn Fein (pre-1922) and Cumann Na nGaedheal and later to be a member of Eoin O'Duffy's pro-nazi People's National Party. At one I.C.F. rally in Cork in September 1936 40,000 people assembled to hear Monsignor Patrick Sexton, Roman Catholic Dean of Cork, blame the Spanish civil war on "a gang of murderous Jews in Moscow". Beside him stood Alfred O'Rahilly, the future president of the University College of Cork, and Douglas Hyde, the future president of the Irish state who up until introduction of the Euro has his head on the Irish £50 note.
This track record of democratically elected and clerical Jew-baiting was certainly foundation for the fact that only 30 European Jews fleeing persecution were given asylum before the war, none during it, and only a handful afterwards, and that there was consistent government opposition to granting any asylum. Even a year after the close of war, with the memory of the concentration camps fresh in the Irish public's consciousness, the Department of Justice was still vehemently opposed to Jews entering Ireland. In August 1946, the Minister of Justice refused to admit 100 Jewish orphans found at the Bergen-Belsen death camp.
On the death of the wee Nazi dictator, de Valera visited the German Embassy and signed the book of condolence. It is clear that de Valera was sympathetic to the Nazi slaughter of Jews, and still willing to be open about it when it was also clear that there would be no comeback for Nazi Germany and no united Ireland on the back of an axis victory and the bayonets of the SS. It is interesting to note that de Valera's visit was publicly applauded in the Irish press by Irish republican supporting literary gem, George Bernard Shaw.
In an earlier manifestation of Berlusconi-ism, or Murdochism, de Valera was a press baron, owning much of the Irish media, distorting the truth, in his favour. A real witches brew, Irish politiocs, the IRA in and out of the corridors of power, its former leader, deValera, renouncing violence as glibly, as hypocritically as do Adams and Kneecaps, whilst, in concert with the noncing monsignors, supporting the vilest regime in history. O'Duffy below, is typical of the bold fenian men.
Eoin O'Duffy
Eoin O'Duffy rose to prominence as Chief of Staff of the IRA at the time of the Civil War and was commander of the Monaghan brigade and later IRA Chief of Staff. At this time, as pro-treaty he split with de Valera. As the first Chief Commissioner of the Garda Siochana (Irish police force), Eoin O'Duffy turned himself into Ireland's answer to Mussolini being leader of the 100000 strong fascist Blueshirts movement (Army Comrades Association) which he renamed the National Guard. This organisation echoed Hitler's SA movement and based its marches, flags and salutes (Hail, O'Duffy) on those in use in Nazi Germany.
O'Duffy and his Irish Fascists.
After the Hitler War, even Uncle Sam tried his best to keep Paddy out of the United Nations and did so for seven years.
I know that we're best pals, now, with An-gula Merkel's Germany and we don't talk about the war, same is true for the Wops and the Japs. But at least in the cases of the Axis powers there have been attempts at prosecution and punishment, German and Nip generals were strung-up, the Wops, themselves, topped their former hero, Mussolini but no retribution has been directed at Dublin.
Fianna Fail, Fine Gael and Sinn Fein have all been unrepentantly fiercely anti-semitic and pro-Nazi; the Irish state has steadfastly refused to prosecute the legions of Roman Catholic beasts in black and most significantly, at any time in the last forty years the Gardai could have annihilated the Provisional IRA but didn't
Why is there no justice for the little Jewish children, beaten, bayoneted buried alive, for the youngsters blown to bits in the Tavern In The Town and the Mulberry Bush, for the squaddies eviscerated at Warrenpoint, for generations buggered for Christ whilst the gangsters at PaddyBank are supported in their financial terrorism by Paddy manque, Mr George Bullingdon-Spunkface, chancellor of the UK exchequer, who insists, bless his poisonoous little mind, that Paddy is our best friend.
MR GEORGE SPUNKFACE
THE AMAZING SKIING TURD
