Interesting stuff this, video footage of a recent commemoration in Dublin for colonel Gaddafi.
A bit of digging brought out this announcement for the event:
On Sunday, the 18th of December, 2011, at 2pm in the Garden of Remembrance, Dublin, The People of Ireland will have the opportunity to pay their respects to the memory of their friend, comrade and great support, Colonel Muammar Gaddafi, and to the memory of all the Noble Patriots of Libya and Ireland, who have made the ultimate sacrifice to defend their countries from imperialist attack and domination.
Anyone wishing to bring along the national flags of the Irish Republic and of the Great Socialist People’s Libyan Arab Jamahiriya are welcome to do so, along with any items of green clothing you may have, such as scarves.


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the enemy of my enemy ….
Aw for fuc………….I missed the Col Gadaffy commiseration. An’ I was only over in Temple Bar gettin’ a bit of body art done. There’s a guy over there who will do ya a Plough and the Stars tattoo and Pádraig Pearse your brain for only fifty euro..
I was there and I’m not ashamed to say I cried.
delusional, skin-crawling stuff. To have Bobby Sands juxtaposed with that barbaric tyrant is nothing short of shameful. But it wouldn’t be the first time Bobby Sands’ image has been misappropriated.
I don’t get this at all. There was a popular uprising. This country is full of Libyan exiles, and indeed, many of them were on O’Connell Street (at the much more apolitical Spire) celebrating the fall of his regime, in a spontaneous manner, with joyous relief. That struck me as much more truthful than this organised and staged event.
While I’m no NATO cheerleader, and accept that the West got involved as it suited their agenda, in the same way that it suited their agenda to bring Col G in from the cold a few years back, this is still an insult to those who rose up and gave their lives in the name of freedom against his repressive and tyrannical regime, many of whom travelled from Ireland to take up the fight.
@Donal – is your comment ironic and I’m totally missing the context?
dangerfield, rest assured Gaddafi was never on my Christmas card list. I agree completely with much of your comment.
took me a while alright to catch the desert-dry aridity of your humour!
dfallon, I sincerely hope you cried tears of rage
Other than a pack of fuckin eejits, was there an organisation behind this? Surprised they didn’t hold a do for Kim Jong-not-so-well
Shouldn’t that be feckin’ eedjits?
Depends on the emphasis, in my opinion, although I’ve never, ever, seen “eedjit” written anywhere although you might hear it anywhere between Bray and Arklow. Personally, he could have said “fucken eejits”, and that would have implied a stronger condemnation than plain “feckin eejits” which just impies silly…..eejits.
Thanks for the lesson. Being Welsh I must confess that my knowledge of Irish idiomatic usage relies heavily on Me Mammy, Father Ted and, more recently, Mrs Brown’s Boys. I’ve only ever been to Ireland once. That was a day trip on the Fishguard – Rosslare ferry and hardly counts.
Cheers, or Top of the mornin’, or something.
Gerry
yachi da, gerry, cymru am byth!!!
Hey, Rory,
It’s ‘Iechyd Da’, but 10 out of ten for the Cymru am Byth. Pedantic? Moi?
Gerry
“Fucken” eejits is grammatically heterodox. The proper term is “fuckin’ eejits”. This matter was decided at the Council of Fingal held in The Great Inn of the Sacred Royal Oak in Finglas near the Great River Tolka in 1998 AD which was called by the Emperor Fat Freddie Thomo to decide which term was orthodox. Thereafter heretics using the heterodox “fucken” were sentenced to the purifying ritual of ye good ol’ kick in dee bollix.
FXR, I accept that the Council of Fingal gathered in the Royal Oak in Finglas pronounced on this issue and the scholars henceforth did adopt the term “fuckin eejits”, in the vulgate, however I was referring for to the idiolectical form south of the Liffey which may be heard, as I pointed out in a previous post, anywhere from Bray to Arklow (and beyond, pace Gerry, above), as in ” dat fella, he’s a roight fuck-en eed-jit, is-an’t he” ( ideally spoken in a slightly sung voice at 33 !/3 rpm).For a better understanding, phone Shane Byrne down there in Arklow and ask him what he thinks of Eddie O’Sullivan, or any watch any edition of Hall’s Pictorial Weekly featuring the two Wicklow farmers.
this has to be a joke right?
The Colonel was a lover an’ supporter of all deh strugglin’ freedom fighters all aroun’ da globe. I think there should be a plaque in memory of him in Dublin. The Pope got one so why not the Colonel? The Colonel was also a great supporter of Bobby Sands before poor Bobby died of anorexia nervosa and he even urged the UN to impose sandwiches on Britain. It’s terrible the way the young people in the H blocks got caught up in all that weight obsession once they became celebs….
As per the below link…
http://www.rte.ie/news/2012/0121/egypt.html
I don’t think we’ve found the conclusion to The Arab Spring. I think “the devil u kno is better thsn the 1 u don’t” will be my conclusion.
As for the “refugees” in ireland… I’ve rarely met IMMIGRANTS in irelnad from certain countries who didn’t call themselves UN-acknowledged refugees. Usually bullsh1t as all they r looking 4 is a work permit.
BUT SHURE WE WILL FIND OUT AFTER NEX LIBYAN ELECTION when the western powers have fooked off now that Col G is gone and post-Thatcher that’s revenge sorted
the British & French led colalitioin against Col QuaDaffyDuck don’t seem to be clean supporters of the ol’ Western Styled Democracy ( http://www.rte.ie/news/2012/0203/libya.html ) as one would expect from Brit&France.
That of course excludes the behaviour of Castlereagh ( http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/northern_ireland/558850.stm ), Long Kesh and Algiers ( http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Torture_during_the_Algerian_War ).
Egypt at this moment in time is looking a bit like Ireland in 1922 with turbans in the place of dog collars. At least the Muslims actually formed a party and got elected. In Ireland the clerics waited to see which of their puppets got voted into Dail Eireann and then told them what to do from behind the curtains. Allahu Akbar!