I've died and gone to a parallel universe
A sample of Kneecap's work:
The Remembrance Day bombing, also known as the Enniskillen bombing or the Poppy Day massacre, occurred on 8 November 1987 in Enniskillen, County Fermanagh, Northern Ireland. A bomb placed by the Provisional Irish Republican Army (IRA) at the town's war memorial (cenotaph) exploded during a Remembrance Sunday commemoration ceremony for those killed in all conflicts involving the British Army, resulting in eleven deaths. The bombing has been described by the BBC as a turning point in The Troubles, and an attack that shook the IRA "to its core".
The bomb was thought by British and Irish authorities to have been coordinated and organised by up to three units of the IRA from both sides of the border, and of such magnitude that it must have been sanctioned by IRA Northern Command. The IRA and Sinn Fein deny this, with Danny Morrison describing himself as "shattered" on hearing that the IRA was involved at all. It has been suggested that Martin McGuinness had prior knowledge of the attack, and that he and three other IRA members had been stopped while travelling through County Donegal three days earlier, and that he had travelled to Fermanagh in the hours after the bombing, to "question members of the local IRA unit to find out what had gone wrong", claims which he denies. The IRA released a statement claiming that a "Crown Forces patrol" had been the target, but it has been alleged that the bomb was intended to kill Ulster Defence Regiment soldiers who were parading to the memorial, with the civilian deaths deemed acceptable collateral. On the same day a bomb four times larger than the Eniskillen bomb was placed at a similar but smaller parade 20 miles (32 km) away at Tullyhommon, where the parade was conducted by members of the Boys' Brigade, Girls' Brigade and "three of four members of the security forces in uniform there to lay a wreath". That bomb failed to explode.
4 comments:
Well said M le Suisse.
A good job we don't do deals with terrorists.
I was in Belfast a few months back and although there was a busy, prosperous buzz - Mr Kneecaps' destructive handiwork having been rebuilt for him by the English taxpayer - there were also groups of hard, bitter-looking horrible fucking bastards everywhere, playing at being taxi-drivers and such; I guess that if butchering their neighbours, and I mean butchering, is off-lmits then picking on foreigners is the next best thing. Presbyterians or Mick Republicans, bastards all of them. McGuiness a creature form the Devil's arsehole.
Should we send Pizza?
Dear Editor
Thank you for this.
Mr Ishmael assures me - and he means it as a comfort - that I didn't hallucinate it the first time.
I wish I had; I nearly stuffed the car in to a hedge, yelling "Well, you'd know all about terrrrism, wouldn't you".
How come their tongues don't blister and choke them?
A protector of paedophiles was made Children's minister so it should be no surprise to find a racist murderer speaking on community relations, and of course we have a bunch of marxists in charge of the country's finances, it all makes some kind of sense but I don't remember taking any LSD.
We can only hope some of McGuinness's 'ex' colleagues decide that by becoming a Minister of the Crown he is now a traitor to 'the cause' and they take a Black & Decker to him, one with a variety of attachments, all rusty and blunt.
McGuinness is a shit.
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