



What the fupping Jimmy Barry Murphy?
Dancers from Heartbeat of Home, from the people behind Riverdance, which has its world premiere at the Bord Gais Energy Theatre this evening.
Needs more baby oil.
(Mark Stedman/Photocall Ireland)
Remember when you first heard the truth about God Father Christmas?
Arthur Guinness.
A bit like Alec.
Just before the 1798 rebellion the United Irishmen in Dublin published a paper called the Union Star (above) which named suspected informers and British spies. Among those named is Arthur Guinness: “GUINNESS – a brewer at James’s Gate, an active spy….
Splutter.
Sing it loud, The Waterboys. You too, Mr Christy.
Via Arthur’s Day: Capitalist thread, (Saoirse go deo, PoliticalWorld)
Previously: Le Morte d’Arthur
Earlier: Dublin’s Informer Culture
Thanks Fluffy Biscuits
Just spoke to Martin O’Sullivan, whose family is facing eviction in #Kanturk #Cork. He wants to thank people for their support, saying…./
— Eoin English (@EoinBearla) September 25, 2013
…/ “We hope our stand will give others the strength to do the same.” Intense legal efforts are now underway to block the eviction #Kanturk
— Eoin English (@EoinBearla) September 25, 2013
TDs who voted for reversal of Dunne Judgment now calling eviction in #Kanturk a disgrace. It is they who removed protection for family home
— Darren O’Keeffe (@Darren606) September 25, 2013
Meanwhile…
Earlier: Meanwhile, In Kanturk
An interactive map (requires Chrome or Safari) created by Iain Mullan for London Music Hack Day 2012 based on all the locations mentioned in the Man In Black’s 1966 recording of Jeff Mack’s 1959 tune.
(Supergrass ‘Gallows Paul’, the last man to be “publicly’ castrated in Dublin).
Keep this to yourself.
We’ve been snitching on our MATES for years.
Sibling of Daedalus writes:
Following on from your Clamper Snout post yesterday, I thought your readers might be interested to know that ‘private thief-taking’ in Dublin has a long and dishonourable history, dating back to the 18th century, when many criminals found it more profitable to turn policeman for reward than to continue with their life of crime.
Sadly, informing was a risky business, as shown by the story of Dublin’s most famous thief-taker, Paul Farrell (‘Gallows Paul’). While on his way to prison for corruption in 1734 Farrell was removed from his cart by the notorious Kevin Street Mob, who sliced off one of his testicles, cut out his underlip and hacked him in several parts of his body before hanging him on a tree in the Liberties where he was found a day and a half later, dead.
Farrell was not the first man to be publicly castrated in Dublin, but he may well have been the last; I haven’t found evidence of any subsequent cases. All this happened very close to the scene of your post. A warning to contemporary clamper informers, perhaps?
Previously: Why I Became An Informer For The Clampers

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQdDnbXXn20
The award-winning 2003 documentary On The Threshold Of Oblivion examines the infamous invasion of the Dutch village of Putten in 1944 when German troops sent the entire male population of the town to concentration camps after Dutch resistance fighters attacked a small German patrol, wounding two soldiers.
Of 602 men sent, only 48 returned home. It has been described as one of the worst German reprisals in the occupied Netherlands
In this unnerving clip, two unrepentant former German soldiers defend the actions of Wehrmacht comrades, genuinely believing they did no wrong.
Full documentary viewable online here.
Central Bank Governor Patrick Honohan arrives at Leinster House, Kildare Street, Dublin to update the finance committee on mortgage arrears.
A day after announcing that no further action will be taken by the Central Bank against those recorded on the Anglo Tapes.
Because what was said did not relate “to criminal offences that had occured”.
That’s why he’s the banker other bankers call The Guv’nor.
(Patrick Honohan/Photocall Ireland)
Adenike Yisa, who has two children, was lying on her sofa in the Sandy Row area, at 02:00 on Wednesday, when she heard a loud noise.
A hatchet smashed the livingroom window of her home and landed beside her on the floor. “Seriously, I thought it was gunshots,” she said, adding that all she could do was scream at the top of her voice. “I was so terrified for my children. “I don’t know how someone could be so bitter towards someone…to do something so terrifying to your fellow human being. I don’t know how they’ve been brought up or raised. “Someone shouldn’t be feeling this way. It’s a very bad feeling,” she said, speaking of her fear.
Hatchet attack hate crime at city house (UTV News)
Previously: Meanwhile, In East Belfast