To see just how pathetic our politically inclined social media influencers are, let us consider the gang of chancers who have thrown their hats into the Presidential race. First off, there is Fine Gael lightweight Heather Humphreys, who comes from a Protestant background and was formerly a Minister with responsibility for the Irish Language, even though she has barely a word of it herself. Then there was also, of course, some random RTÉ weatherwoman and Irish-American dancer Michael Flatley, both of whom have since withdrawn their candidacies. Even 1960s rocker Bob Geldof has thrown his hat in the ring. Geldof previously compared the 1916 leaders to ISIS and returned his Freedom of the City of Dublin, because that honour had also been accorded to an Asian Nobel Peace Prize winner he found objectionable.
If you are beginning to think that our 2025 Presidential race resembles a particularly grating episode of Love Island, then consider that former Dubs manager Jim Gavin is also running for President of Ireland, instead of for President of the GAA, a post formerly occupied by Munster MEP Seán Kelly, who still might have his shot at becoming President and living in Dublin’s sprawling Presidential palace, where a miniature army of ethnically and sexually diverse serfs are at hand to manicure the lucky winner’s ego day and night.
Bad as all of the above might be, Fianna Fail’s Billy Kelleher and the left-independent candidate Catherine Connolly are far worse. If you want to know why your taxes are supporting Ukrainian grifters clogging up our social services from Donegal to Wexford and from Louth to Kerry, look no further than Kelleher, who demanded that he personally drive Russian Ambassador Filatov to Dublin airport and boot him out. For a guy who wants to be President, diplomacy is definitely not his strong card. The supposedly “apolitical” nature of the office does not seem like a task Kelleher would be able for.
That said, it is hard to see what cards Catherine Connolly has, besides an ability to bag lucrative committee positions in the Leinster House playpen. Ludicrously, Connolly condemned herself for visiting the Syrian Arab Republic. Irish Times hack journalist Justine McCarthy further blasted Connolly for her association with Clare Daly and Mick Wallace, who accompanied her to Syria.
Although I had organised earlier trips for others, including the Irish Times’ own Sally Hayden, to the Syrian Arab Republic, unlike McCarthy, I do know who organised Connolly’s trip from the Irish side and who facilitated it from the Syrian side. However, like Connolly, I will keep schtum to allow the Irish organiser to escape harassment from Ronan Tynan and McCarthy’s other stenographers, and for the Syrian facilitators to avoid the unspeakable fate Syria’s islamist junta has in store for innocent Syrians.
Though I am sorry that Fares Shehabi, the Syrian businessman in question, said some unkind words about Muslim Brotherhood propagandists, I am much more concerned about the ongoing war crimes they and allied groups continue to commit. It was for that reason I sponsored a meeting, which Catherine Connolly attended, in Buswell’s Hotel about the April 2017 massacre of Shia children by Irish passport holders, whose names the Mail on Sunday’s September 17th 2017 edition reported. Although Connolly, in contrast to some of her more prominent supporters and detractors, had at the time at least for some small curiosity to discover the truth about that event, as, interestingly, had Mick Wallace and Clare Daly, she now has bigger fish to fry. The largest of which is bagging a big Presidential palace, another fat salary and another juicy pension to cushion her in what remains of her old age.
But you see, that is the difference between us in our Highland poverty and Highland pride, and those whose mercenary mindsets have always been circumscribed by the mentality of the Pale and the Garrison town. These people would gladly transport us back to the days of the Curragh Wrens if they could, and gleefully silence, one way or another, anyone who opposes a return to such ignominy.
Cut to its core, the mentality of the Pale is the source of this entire circus, and the office of President is only a tool to further entrench our bondage. What will Connolly do if she gets the gig? Swan around, parrotting the utterances of trust fund bike babe Ivana Bacik and Institute of Education grind school graduate Paul Murphy?
Or how about Gavin? Will he turn the Presidential palace into another mosque, just as Croke Park has been turned into a mosque for Umar al Qadri, who first came to Ireland as a Shell Oil clerk, but who has been elevated to the position of Islamic scholar, even though he has had no appropriate education or experience to claim that title and is even suspected of trying to orchestrate the kidnapping and assassination of renowned Islamic scholar Mufti Hassoun when I brought him to the Irish Parliament in the company of Syriac Orthodox Pope Patriarch Aphrem. This took place only a few days after the Patriarch opened St. Thomas Cathedral in London, in the company of King Charles. Somehow, Al Qadri, a Dublin-based Pakistani Muslim managed to wrangle his way to the altar and give a rambling speech about the “good life” Christians enjoy in Pakistan and Islamic Syria.
And then there is the sad case of Athlone residents Laurence and Martina Hayes, who were brutally cut down by ISIS terrorists in Tunisia and where Al Qadri popped up to play chief mourner at their funeral, telling the grieving crowd that the real victims of the Tunisian attacks were Muslim grifters like himself, who have to live under the shadow of public opprobrium.
If reminding Gavin, Connolly and Al Qadri of what the Muslim Brotherhood get up to in Syria and Tunisia is a tad harsh on those blushing violets, consider the more pedestrian advances they have made in such places as Gorey, where Islamic cheer leader Liam Egan was considered an oddity in 1998 for insisting that his local school allow his daughter dress in full Islamic gear. Whereas Joyce once quipped it would make a great puzzle to cross Dublin without passing a pub, now it would be almost impossible to cross Dublin without witnessing a bunch of these hobos colonising what remains of our public spaces.
Bitch as we may, that is where Bacik, Connolly, Gavin and the rest of them see their future support coming from and there is a whole network of Irish Times journalists and two faced wanna be filmmakers like Ronan Tynan and the Tipperary Peace Prize lot to help that in that regard.
Although I eviscerated the Tipperary Peace Prize charlatans here and though picketers can be seen here hanging Tynan and his equally compromised jury out to dry at one of their previous gigs saluting Syrian head hackers, these chancers have most recently given their award to Qatar, which bankrolls the Muslim Brotherhood. And, though the ongoing dispute between Qatar and the UAE has caused ripples at the Muslim Brotherhood’s Clonskeagh base, with hard man “Dr” Ali Selim now having to find a real job teaching Arabic 101, we must keep our eyes on how this impinges the fabric of Irish society for those of us beyond the Pale who, lacking other platforms, dare to fly our national flag even outside of World Cup season.
In telling us that flying the flag is divisive, Connolly, Gavin, al Qadri, Bacik, Bono and the rest of these lightweights are, essentially, telling us that our opinions are of no consequence and that we should stfu. That is exactly what Bacik told me after she attacked, from a position of total ignorance, the Mufti, the Melkite and Syriac Patriarchs and the entirety of Syrian civil society while she was at it in her Leinster House safe space.
But that is how the Pale has always worked. The horsey set, Ireland’s own Prince Andrews and Fergies, our own home grown and imported faux Royalty and those who control them, feel it is their right to muzzle and exploit the rest of us and, in that respect, nothing has changed since the Penal era.
Though a lot more could be set about this, Catherine Connolly should shag off to enjoy her various pensions wherever her type go out to pasture and Gavin should follow the example of the legendary Mick O’Dwyer, who finished out his managerial career guiding Waterville-Dromid U14 team to the 2014. Kerry County League Division 8 title. Round Towers under 14 team needs Gavin. Nobody, least of all those of us beyond their Pale, needs the rest of them.
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