To burn or not to burn? Reflections on the burning Irish refugee centres

Every nation likes to be best in the world at something. As things stand, we Irish Potato Niggers are world leaders in burning refugee centres without hurting anyone. Nobody comes even close to us. The prize for burning refugee centres with refugees inside goes to the Israelis, of course, but that is not a spórt we want to indulge in.

Does burning refugee centres reduce the inflow of refugees?

Yes and no.

In the local and short term, yes, absolutely. There have been thirty-odd badly damaged refugee centres. None of them have had any refugees moved into them – yet. Only a handful of people have been arrested or charged with arson. One almost gets the impression that the Gardai are reluctant to investigate such fires: they dislike the refugees even more than the rest of us. The four fires in the Coolock refugee centre were quite possibly set by the Gardai themselves, as a hint to government that they disagree with migration policy and strongly dislike their Commissioner, the notorious Drew Harris.

In the national sense, the record breaking, non-lethal arson attacks have happened at the same time as record-breaking numbers of refugees and other foreigners are coming into the country. Since the start of this year alone, refugee numbers are up by 60% or so. The government issued 250,000 social security numbers to charming, hard working foreigners in the last year. These are insane numbers:There are only 4 million Irish ethnics in the country. A quarter or more of all residents are foreigners.Ten more years of this? Do the math!

If we take each burnt refugee centre as 200 residents, we have only reduced refugee accomodation by 6,000: a small number compared to the inflow. Just to match the flow of refugees, nevermind general foreigners, we would have to quintuple the rate of burnings. That’s a lot of firelighters and thick toxic smoke from modern building materials. Count me out, boys.

Numerous people urged me to burn our local refugee centre, including serving, uniformed members of the Garda Siochana. I declined: Ten minutes with a catapult could disable a building (windows and roof slates) without endangering human life through toxic smoke. That’s not endorsement or encouragement, just safety advice.

While burning refugee centres is 100% successful in the short term, peaceful protests are unfortunately 100% unsuccessful, so far. (There are some ongoing peaceful protests, and it is possible they will be successful. Let us pray.) If you want to see how they deal with our peaceful protests, look what they did in the Newtown MountKennedy in Co Wicklow. Coked up lunatics with English accents and Garda uniforms just wade into the women and children with truncheons and pepper spray. When the road is clear, the bus drives in with the jeering, gloating Darkies inside. It’s the oldest trick in the book, and the Old Testament God, whatever his name is, was a big fan of the procedure.

Two other tactics can work sometimes.

The spiritual Leprechaun factor. The modern Leprechaun is a jovial character: all booze and pots of gold. But the old style boyos were potentially lethal. It was long a tradition not to disturb trees or destroy “fairy forts”. It was held that lots of grim misfortunes would befall you, including death. In Clonmel, the town that whipped Cromwell’s ass back in the day, there was a Traveller’s site. They had the use of the field next door to rún a couple of ponies, one of the positive sides of traveller culture that has not yet been exterminated. There were some fairy forts ón the site.

Guess what our Pretty Boy Minister for Refugees Roderick O’Gorman decided? Let’s take the field away from the travellers and house a thousand single male refugees ón it, right next to where the travellers live. This was deliberately designed to antagonise everybody in Clonmel. Why didn’t they leave the travellers their little field and put the refugees 200 yards away in the next field?

Andrew Anglin has mentioned the concept of “cartoonish evil”. For some reason, they often go out of their way to do things in the most unpleasant and culturally inappropriate way possible. Is it to hypnotise us into a sense of despair and inaction?

There were numerous burnings of equipment and beatings of staff, but the preparations went ahead. They bulldozed the fairy forts. Then there was an accident. A weight of a couple hundred kilo fell nine or ten feet from a forklift. The site was badly organised. Someone was under the weight when it fell. The MSM are silent about it, but the word online is that someone is dead. Oh well. Sometimes that happens when you mess with the fairies….But the project is ongoing. Will the fairies strike again?

Legal threats: There are two types of threats: criminal threats and legal threats. A criminal threat is when you tell the guy you will slice off his ear if he doesn’t stop renting his property to refugees. Obviously this writer does not endorse that. A legal threat is when you threaten legal action, and it’s perfectly legal.

For example, here’s a true story. A certain businessman had a property which he wanted to rent for refugees in the Dublin suburb of Finglas. Five other businessmen visited his house. They were wearing masks, possibly to prevent infection by Monkey Flu. Or possibly as an expression of their sexuality. You’ve heard of LGBT+? Here’s LGBT+MM.(Masked Men)….

Either way, wearing masks is perfectly legal. They engage the potential refugee landlord in general Potato Nigger chit chat: the weather, the State of the Nation, Brit agents in the government, homosexuals in the Hierarchy…Then they get to the point: “The return ón investment ón refugees in your Finglas property will be lower than you think. We have some alternative suggestions as to what you could chose to do with it.”

The guy thinks it over, agrees with them, and the conversation ends in a friendly fashion. No crime reported, no crime committed. The system does not have the resources to protect all it’s hired helpers. Once the hired help are made aware of that, eyeball to eyeball, right ón their own doorstep, with their own cute children in the house behind them, many will prudently choose the path of least resistance.

“Wouldn’t it be great if it was like this all the time?” as Van Morrison sang.

Have you heard his recent album? Openly anti vax, anti Cranky Tribe and pro truth. It will chase your blues away, if you have them. Almost the only Irish/Ulster Scots artist with a functioning pair of cojones. A Jewish newspaper gave it a great review: “If you’ve ever wondered what the Protocols would sound like with a sax accompaniment, this is for you!”

As the Orangemen say: No Surrender! Ulster (and Connacht, Leinster and Munster) says No!