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Sunday, September 25, 2011

the men who would be king

The media groups of the Republic of Ireland have been working overtime attempting to destroy  the Presidential campaign of the only genuinely independent candidate standing in the forthcoming election, former commander in the terrorist Irish Republican Army Martin McGuinness who is now a respected and Statesmanly leader in Northern Ireland.
I call him independent in the sense that he is not in hock to the pseudo establishment(s), those shadowy atheistic anti Catholic figures lurking and conspiring from within the Civil Service, Judiciary, Parliament and Media Groups of the Republic of Ireland.
Cards on the table.
I will be voting for Martin McGuinness.
I know he has enough on his plate without having me on his side, but nonetheless you should know where I stand.
I will  be voting for him.
It has been interesting to watch the media smear against him on overdrive this week.
Here is the news.
The peace process in Northern Ireland which ended an 800 year war against British occupation, was only possible because of five people.
Each of the five were great leaders with much to be ashamed of.
Each had a past.
Firstly there was career socialist Tony Blair, who as Prime Minister of Great Britain, uncritically helmed one of the most vicious abortion mills on earth by which I mean Great Britain itself.
Secondly there was Bertie Aherne, the kleptocratic super thief who as Fianna Fail Prime Minister of Ireland presided over both the moral and financial bankruptcy of our nation.
Thirdly there was the Reverend Ian Paisley an extremist Protestant pastor, famous in his youth for a presentation before young adults at Trinity College Dublin in which he held up a Communion wafer and sneered at the Catholic doctrine that this bread could contain the real presence of Jesus.
Fourthly there was Gerry Adams, another terrorist leader in the IRA, even more famous for taking no action against his brother when his brother's daughter told him his brother (her father) had been raping her.
Fifthly and finally and most importantly, there was Martin McGuinness, a top ranking IRA commander, up to his neck in the violence of the modern era in Northern Ireland and the only man capable of delivering a peace that would hold with the business end of the physical force tradition.
Without any one of these five, there would have been no end to the bloodletting in Northern Ireland, or to the ancient war between a section of the noble and beautiful Irish nation and the great and glorious British nation.
I tell you this.
It would never have happened without Blair, Aherne, Paisley, Adams and McGuinness.
We owe them.
They were honored to serve us.
But we owe them.
No other leaders of any or all of the disparate communities in our fair islands, could have delivered what they delivered.
The end to an 800 year war.
An end to the violence.
Peace at last.
I didn't believe it could happen.
I was sure either Ian Paisley or Martin McGuinness would wait a few months and start showboating again for short term political advantage.
But they didn't.
They worked together.
The Reverend Paisley had had some sort of spiritual encounter with the Lord while battling illness.
Martin McGuinness had had some sort of spiritual awakening whose circumstances I am not privy to.
They worked together.
It was unbelievable.
But it happened.
By the grace of God.
There was a famous photo of Martin McGuinness and Ian Paisley laughing together.
The photo spoke volumes.
I'd waited all my life to see it.
It was unbelievable.
I still can't believe it.
But it happened.
At the time, the idiot media disparaged the photo by dubbing Martin McGuinness and Ian Paisley, the Chuckling Brothers.
The media just didn't understand.
They still don't.
The same idiot media are now seeking to derail Martin McGuinness' Presidential campaign in the Republic Ireland.
Their motivation is not his past career as an IRA commander.
Their motivation is to prevent a candidate who is not in their pockets, from representing the people of Ireland.
It has been oddly amusing these past few days to see the cavils from the other potential candidates and failed candidates.
The failed candidate Gay Byrne suddenly started claiming to have spent a lifetime opposed to Sinn Fein and the IRA.
I have been aware of Gay Byrne's career as an anti Catholic broadcaster at RTE.
At no time during the past thirty years did I detect anything you might mistake for a principled opposition to violence as a means to an end.
Only when he'd withdrawn from the Presidential race himself due to lack of public support, did he start trying to smear Martin McGuinness in those terms.
The abortionist atheist Labour Party Maoist Michael D Higgins who is still in the race also began shouting this week about Martin McGuinness' past.
I ask you.
Which is more moral?
Which is more venal?
Which is more vile?
To genuinely fight for your beliefs like Martin McGuinness did or to advocate Maoism like Michael D Higgins did from the safety of his drawing room while Chairman Mao was killing seventy million people in China, Cambodia, Laos, Northern India, Nepal and Vietnam?
I know what I think.
I think there's more blood on Michael D Higgins' hands and his on his fellow Labour Party Maoists' hands than on any member of the IRA.
And I'm still waiting for Michael D Higgins to disown his friend Danilo Ortega De Saavedra of Nicaragua who has been accused by his adopted daughter of raping her throughout her childhood.
As for the Fine Gael candidate Gay Mitchell.
He's been smearing Martin McGuinness too.
Amateurishly and mawkishly.
But smearing nonetheless.
Gay Mitchell is a cousin of Dublin's leading racketeer, a murdering extortionist pimping drug dealer known as The Penguin.
I kid you not.
His candidacy reminds me of a moment in The Good The Bad And The Ugly.
The bandit Tuco is sneering at his brother who is a priest.
"In our family," sneers Tuco, "you either became a bandit or a priest. I chose the harder road. Your's was easy."
A first cousin of the Penguin is not a serious candidate for the Presidency of Ireland.
Nevermind the fact that for all his claims to be a Catholic, Gay Mitchell represents the hideously Nazified anti Catholic party Fine Gael whose Prime Minister recently claimed mendaciously maliciously and malignly without any criticism from Gay Mitchell, that the Catholic Church had obstructed an enquiry into child abuse in Ireland, and when challenged to substantiate his claim this same Prime Minister Enda Kenny at first refused to answer and then later compounded his lies by claiming he wasn't talking about any specific case but was merely expressing the anger of the Irish people.
Expressing the anger of our anti Catholic media more like.
By perpetuating the same lies peddled by that same media.
But I digress.
Nevermind all that.
Gay Mitchell will never be President.
Ever.
Nor will the anti Catholic David Norris.
David Norris is an unseemly fellow.
He has as much chance of being President as any of the other pseudo establishment figures inflicting themselves on the electorate in the present campaign.
No amount of cheerleading from the anti Catholic media will get him in.
In fact, the only honorable candidate in the field, the only one who has a capacity to genuinely lead, the only one who has shown some genuine repentance for the wrongdoings he has committed, the only one with the courage of his convictions, is Martin McGuinness.
The other candidates may smear him with the help of their media allies.
But they are not his judges.
I will be voting for him.

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