Monthly Archives: November 2013

Derry Stroke Derry

Whats in a name? “Doire”. “Derry”. “Londonderry”. Gerry Aderson of course was being ironic. Referencing “Derry Stroke Londonderry” to highlight the obsessionally nationalist and unionist sensitivities. Over a year ago, the term “Derry Londonderry” started to be used as a … Continue reading

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East Belfast Speaks Out…Quietly.

So last night East Belfast spoke out…quietly. I expected more. Indeed I feared more. I thought there would be folks from the totemic Belmont Bowling Club and maybe the Beast from the East…or at least some Fleggers. Maybe some Short … Continue reading

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Platform For Change: Haass Talks

Platform For Change. A meeting to discuss the Haass Talks. Always worrying to see middle-aged men in Lycra. Its funny how poor people ride bicycles thru necessity and middle-class people ride bicycles as some kinda statement. The usual suspects from … Continue reading

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Workers Party Conference

A comprehensive report on the Workers Party Annual Conference….. John Lowry stood up. He made a speech. He sat down.

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Platform For Change: Preview

On the train from Dublin to Belfast. It has already been a busy day.. Hopefully a short visit to Clonard to remember Fr Alec Reid. And if I feel up to it, I will go along to the Platform for … Continue reading

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LetsPrayALongerists

We have had LetsGetAlongerists for years. But today I introduce LETSPRAYALONGERISTS. Earlier today, Fr Tim Barrett (Catholic priest) addressed the DUP Conference. What he said, was not nearly as important as the fact that he spoke to the DUP…whose founder … Continue reading

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Where Was I…22nd November 1963

It seems so long ago. November 1963. Could not then comprehend what fifty years even looked like. I was living in a small house in West Belfast. Parents and a younger sister. I was 11 years old. Manchester United had … Continue reading

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