Brian Feeney is dead.
What happens to sour former members of John Hume’s Social Democratic and Labour Party when they die?
It appears they slowly decompose into the bigotry and insult of Alex Maskey, that jocular Tweeter who gave us the heart-warming description of Northern Ireland as “that putrid little statelet”.
The departed Brian Feeney went further in an embittered “Irish News” article on June 20:
“No unionist politician has ever apologised for the stinking political slum their forefathers jerry-built here or the way they, with their political police and armed militia, treated northern nationalists.”
Not content with out-dumbing Maskey, deceased Feeney assaults those ogres – reconciliation and religion:
“Once you start banging on about reconciliation in the north you immediately enter favourite unionist religious territory of repentance and apology. In a nutshell, for many DUP people you can’t have reconciliation until you repent of what they, in their insufferable self-righteousness, see as your sins – religious drivel that has nothing to do with politics.”
Wow – that kills off any remembrance of Mahatma Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Bishop Edward Daly, Bishop Cahal Daly, Fr. Denis Faul and even Pope John Paul II!
Dead Feeney is not referring here to the private and personal “sins” of IRA members, but to the most public campaign of mass murder, mass-casualty bombings, mass-casualty shootings, abductions, tortures and executions of men, women and children – a great many of whom were civilians pure and simple.
The description of these Human Rights’ atrocities as mere “sins” would be a mercy but they are more than sins – they are crimes that stain the land, but the claim that repentance and reconciliation should not dare follow them and amount to nothing more than “religious drivel that has nothing to do with politics” marks the decomposition of Feeney before our very eyes into a shadow of a gunman.
“We will have to repent in this generation not merely for the hateful words and actions of the bad people but for the appalling silence of the good people. Human progress never rolls in on wheels of inevitability; it comes through the tireless efforts of men willing to be co-workers with God, and without this hard work, time itself becomes an ally of the forces of social stagnation. We must use time creatively, in the knowledge that the time is always ripe to do right. Now is the time to make real the promise of democracy and transform our pending national elegy into a creative psalm of brotherhood. – Martin Luther King, Jr, from “Letter from a Birmingham Jail”
Could this be the same Brian Feeney who told “Irish Times” readers in August, 2015 that the IRA had developed into a wealthy Mafia-style organisation and that following the murder of Kevin McGuigan, the Irish and British governments should
“ find a way to stop Sinn Féin people from saying the IRA has gone away when self-evidently it hasn’t. Its military structures no longer exist, but there is an organisation. There has to be to manage its vast wealth.
In 2005, the Department of Justice estimated the IRA’s global assets at €400 million. Since then it has been privatised, with individual IRA members holding property portfolios and businesses in Ireland, Britain, Europe and the US in trust. Who controls it all? How?
For some reason, both governments and unionists seem obsessed that individual IRA men killing a former IRA man is a terminal threat to political stability in the North, yet ignore the implications of the IRA’s clandestine financial empire.
Ten years ago, Michael McDowell also said that demanding the IRA disband was pointless without demanding its war chest be emptied. Apparently that was a needless complication.”
Only three years ago, Dead Feeney was defining the IRA as a stinking political Mafia, illegally wealthy, willing to murder, willing to cover up murder, and unwilling to change its ways, to repent, to reconcile to God and to the wider community.
Now, Dead Feeney is recommending the cure for this evil is a mere cup of coffee with the Mafia IRA’s Army Council, without any change of ways, any repentance or reconciliation, based on Protestant Uncle Toms such as David “McGuinness” Latimer and Laurence “Sinn Féin Ard Fheis” Graham.
At the heart of the Gospel Christians preach is repentance and reconciliation, which Feeney, Latimer and Graham knew very well:
23 Therefore if you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother has something against you, 24 leave your gift there before the altar. First go and be reconciled to your brother; then come and offer your gift.
How about a cup of coffee with that Father of Lies, Gerry Adams whose truest utterance about his Protestant neighbours was when he thought he wasn’t being recorded?:
“But what’s the point? The point is to actually break these bastards – that’s the point. And what’s going to break them is equality. That’s what’s going to break them – equality. Who could be afraid of equality? Who could be afraid of treating somebody the way you want to be treated. That’s what we need to keep the focus on – that’s the Trojan horse of the entire republican strategy – is to reach out to people on the basis of equality.”
Away ye go, Brian, you have as many coffees as you like with Gerry, the Grand Master of the IRA’s Many Lies.
Dead Feeney continued to lament the woes of the Mafia-IRA’s puppet leader, Mary Lou McDonald in far-off Dublin:
“So when Mary Lou McDonald says, “People suffered, were hurt, endured pain, inflicted pain. We can’t make that go away but we can say sorry to each other – I believe it’s important that we do”, her voice travels into a void.”
Poor Mary Lou!
From the void of the Mafia IRA’s refusal to acknowledge a raft of bomb and gun atrocities, from its leaders’ refusal even to admit membership of the paramilitary murder machine, from the new Sinn Féin leader’s inability to admit that she and her deputy were appointed effectively by the IRA Mafia Army Council in Belfast which also oversees SF strategy, Mary Lou’s voice “travels into a void”.
Did she say “suffered, were hurt, endured pain, inflicted pain”??
What pain did the many hundreds of the IRA’s murder victims inflict, not forgetting the thousands of victims maimed by the IRA – what pain did they inflict, Mary Lou? Are you – to borrow Dead Feeney’s prose – “banging on” to equalize the murderer and the murdered, the perpetrator and the victim, the guilty IRA gunman or bomber and his innocent victim?
It is precisely because Brian Feeney’s Mafia IRA and Sinn Féin and their proxy ‘human rights’ and ‘victims’ fronts are in permanent lying denial of the IRA’s human rights atrocities that a cup of coffee won’t fill the void, that Latimer and Graham are Uncle Tom noisy gongs and clanging cymbals.
Wait a minute – was this not Brian Feeney who wondered about Mary Lou in The Irish Daily Mail in January 27, 2018:
“Crucially, will she be able to convince the electorate that the balance of power in Sinn Féin really has shifted south and that the party, in power in the Republic, would not be run by an unelected coterie [the Mafia IRA Army Council] in the North – but by her and her TDs?”
Dumb and dumber will not require convincing, dead Brian, but any self-respecting citizen in Northern Ireland, Protestant or Catholic, nationalist or unionist, would wish to see the Mafia Army Council entirely disbanded and its illegal war chest coffers emptied that you, Brian, estimated to be worth £400 million, and its influence on Sinn Féin entirely removed, would they not?
Dead Brian, our peace process is in trouble not because of the lack of coffee facilities in Northern Ireland, but owing to the Big Lies of New Pan-Irish Nationalism, starting with Gerry’s gross and offensive lies about his paramilitary past, continuing to his claim to having founded the Civil Rights’ movement and moving on to his denial and cover-up of the IRA’s thousands of human rights violations and atrocities, a cover-up now blessed by the Catholic church whose leaders have posed for happy selfies with Army Council leaders…
Our mess is precisely that we have had insufficient repentance allied to admissions of awful truths as precursors to victims feeling that they can at last drink coffee with repentant sinners rather than with brazen murderers celebrating their recent crimes.
“As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison.” [Mandela]
Brian, you may not be dead, but you are most certainly the saddest longest-term prisoner who was never actually banged-up…
Your opining days are, hopefully, over…
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