Where have all the Irish gone???

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés,
bars and shops you will find Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the
cead mile failte. But no Irish".
Ireland: how an ageing Celtic Tiger has bitten into those juicy salmon
Our correspondent reports from the West of Ireland in the latest of our series
David Sharrock, Ireland Correspondent
I took a peek at post-Celtic Tiger Ireland last week and it wasn't pretty. I was
in Ballina, where the fly-fishing season is beginning amid gloomy predictions
for the economy.
Everyone is praying for a long dry summer; hardly surprising after last year's
wash-out. Ballina draws rich northern European anglers for one very special
reason: the Ridge Pool.
This 300-yard reach of the River Moy is tourism gold for the west. During the
summer months, when its level drops, every tide brings a shoal of bright bars of
Atlantic silver racing up the estuary into the Ridge Pool. In the best years the
salmon are packed together, jostling for space in the seething, shallow waters.
No wonder they call it the Silver Furlong.
Perhaps it wasn't noticed because of the announcement by Bertie Ahern, the
Taoiseach, that he was retiring, but the Ridgepool Hotel, overlooking the prized
stretch of river, was going out of business too. While Bertie insisted that his
resignation had nothing to do with the ever- louder questions about his
finances, the Ridgepool's demise seemed more enigmatic.
I couldn't get a room with a river view because it was full. In fact it is
booked solid until the end of September. Yet with unseeming haste it was being
sold off and the staff served their notices. Then it emerged that the new owner
was a company that runs “direct provision” hostels for asylum-seekers on behalf
of the Government. The town's business owners went ballistic, belly-aching at
the machinations of civil servants, far away in Dublin and gamely struggling
with the novelty of Ireland having an immigration problem.
It can still seem dizzying how quickly the Celtic Tiger has transformed the
country. A nation that for centuries was a net exporter of its people suddenly
has full employment.
Ask what it is that sells Ireland to tourists and the answer will include
something about the friendliness of the locals. Driving westwards from Dublin to
the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that your chances of meeting anyone
Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés, bars and shops you will find
Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the cead mile failte. But no Irish.
They are almost all in higher-paid skilled work. Which is great news if you're
Irish, but not so wonderful for visitors in search of the elusive craic.
I suppose there is an evolutionary logic (albeit at breakneck pace) to a hotel
becoming home to the less fortunate neighbours of the foreigners who in the past
decade have done the jobs that the Irish themselves no longer want or need. Even
so, the people of Ballina didn't agree: the prospect of immigrants' washing
lines flapping in the faces of anglers was too much.
A mole in the justice ministry got the word out to the Ballina burghers just in
time for them to thwart the Dublin suits. But the hotel remains closed, its
bookings transferred en bloc to a charmless modern barn of a place miles from
the river.
Which means that, so long as the weather is kind in the coming months, Ballina
will reap its golden salmon harvest unhindered, but bridling over unfounded
charges that its reaction to the asylum-seekers' hostel was motivated by racism.
Not hatred of foreigners then, but fears about the impact on a tourism industry
that is turning fragile - a tale that may seem as strange to visitors as the
mystery of where all the Irish have gone.
Source:http://travel.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/travel/news/articl...
---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Into higher paid work, instead of on the minimum wage behind the
counter in petrol stations or in crap jobs as waiters. You got a
problem with that?
And what would be your solution?

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-06-23 17:52:22 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés,
bars and shops you will find Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the
cead mile failte. But no Irish".
Ireland: how an ageing Celtic Tiger has bitten into those juicy salmon
Our correspondent reports from the West of Ireland in the latest of our series
David Sharrock, Ireland Correspondent
I took a peek at post-Celtic Tiger Ireland last week and it wasn't pretty. I was
in Ballina, where the fly-fishing season is beginning amid gloomy predictions
for the economy.
Everyone is praying for a long dry summer; hardly surprising after last year's
wash-out. Ballina draws rich northern European anglers for one very special
reason: the Ridge Pool.
This 300-yard reach of the River Moy is tourism gold for the west. During the
summer months, when its level drops, every tide brings a shoal of bright bars of
Atlantic silver racing up the estuary into the Ridge Pool. In the best years the
salmon are packed together, jostling for space in the seething, shallow waters.
No wonder they call it the Silver Furlong.
Perhaps it wasn't noticed because of the announcement by Bertie Ahern, the
Taoiseach, that he was retiring, but the Ridgepool Hotel, overlooking the prized
stretch of river, was going out of business too. While Bertie insisted that his
resignation had nothing to do with the ever- louder questions about his
finances, the Ridgepool's demise seemed more enigmatic.
I couldn't get a room with a river view because it was full. In fact it is
booked solid until the end of September. Yet with unseeming haste it was being
sold off and the staff served their notices. Then it emerged that the new owner
was a company that runs direct provision hostels for asylum-seekers on behalf
of the Government. The town's business owners went ballistic, belly-aching at
the machinations of civil servants, far away in Dublin and gamely struggling
with the novelty of Ireland having an immigration problem.
It can still seem dizzying how quickly the Celtic Tiger has transformed the
country. A nation that for centuries was a net exporter of its people suddenly
has full employment.
Ask what it is that sells Ireland to tourists and the answer will include
something about the friendliness of the locals. Driving westwards from Dublin to
the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that your chances of meeting anyone
Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés, bars and shops you will find
Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the cead mile failte. But no Irish.
They are almost all in higher-paid skilled work. Which is great news if you're
Irish, but not so wonderful for visitors in search of the elusive craic.
I suppose there is an evolutionary logic (albeit at breakneck pace) to a hotel
becoming home to the less fortunate neighbours of the foreigners who in the past
decade have done the jobs that the Irish themselves no longer want or need. Even
so, the people of Ballina didn't agree: the prospect of immigrants' washing
lines flapping in the faces of anglers was too much.
A mole in the justice ministry got the word out to the Ballina burghers just in
time for them to thwart the Dublin suits. But the hotel remains closed, its
bookings transferred en bloc to a charmless modern barn of a place miles from
the river.
Which means that, so long as the weather is kind in the coming months, Ballina
will reap its golden salmon harvest unhindered, but bridling over unfounded
charges that its reaction to the asylum-seekers' hostel was motivated by racism.
Not hatred of foreigners then, but fears about the impact on a tourism industry
that is turning fragile - a tale that may seem as strange to visitors as the
mystery of where all the Irish have gone.
Source:http://travel.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/travel/news/articl...
---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Into higher paid work, instead of on the minimum wage behind the
counter in petrol stations or in crap jobs as waiters. You got a
problem with that?
And what would be your solution?

That movement under you feet... That's Irish Culture being sacrificed on the
altar of Policial sacrifice... Do take the time to wave goodbye to Irish
culture as you sit in your elitist liberal chair... Never thinking... But
that's what liberals do... never think of the consequences of the "change"...
they bring... But surprisingly are the first to whine if the change isn't what
they expected... Liberals... No pleasing them....

Ray

---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Michael O'Neill

2008-06-23 19:43:53 UTC

WhiteWolf @iol.ie> wrote:

<snip>

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
That movement under you feet... That's Irish Culture being sacrificed on the
altar of Policial sacrifice... Do take the time to wave goodbye to Irish
culture as you sit in your elitist liberal chair... Never thinking... But
that's what liberals do... never think of the consequences of the "change"...
they bring... But surprisingly are the first to whine if the change isn't what
they expected... Liberals... No pleasing them....
Ray
---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Correct me if I'm wrong Ray, but I thought your idea of supporting Irish
culture was to decamp to the United States on the promise of more totty
and more money in your back pocket.

In what way, exactly, does this support Irish culture, Mr. Cantillon?

M.

Neolithic

2008-06-24 06:09:40 UTC

Into higher paid work, instead of on the minimum wage behind the
counter in petrol stations or in crap jobs as waiters. You got a
problem with that?
And what would be your solution?

That movement under you feet... That's Irish Culture being sacrificed on the
altar of Policial sacrifice...

More bullshit. When was the last time *you* lived in Ireland?

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
Do take the time to wave goodbye to Irish
culture as you sit in your elitist liberal chair...

In what possible way is allowing immigrants from less fortunate
countries into Ireland elitist?

You're the one that's tell others that they're unthinking and you make
comments like that?

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
Never thinking... But that's what liberals do...

You've shown a great deal of 'non-thinking' when it comes to the
BNP...indeed hiding your head in the sand Ostrich style has been what
you've been doing...

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
never think of the consequences of the "change"...

So, you've asked every single "liberal" about every decision that
they've ever made and their universal response has been
"Ah...no...well I didn't think of the consequences"?

You're demonstrating prejudice and that is all that you're doing...and
consequently...appearing to be unthinking...

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
they bring... But surprisingly are the first to whine if the change isn't what
they expected...

Citation please.

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
Liberals... No pleasing them....

Straw man...

Neolithic

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-06-26 16:30:34 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés,
bars and shops you will find Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the
cead mile failte. But no Irish".
Ireland: how an ageing Celtic Tiger has bitten into those juicy salmon
Our correspondent reports from the West of Ireland in the latest of our series
David Sharrock, Ireland Correspondent
I took a peek at post-Celtic Tiger Ireland last week and it wasn't pretty. I was
in Ballina, where the fly-fishing season is beginning amid gloomy predictions
for the economy.
Everyone is praying for a long dry summer; hardly surprising after last year's
wash-out. Ballina draws rich northern European anglers for one very special
reason: the Ridge Pool.
This 300-yard reach of the River Moy is tourism gold for the west. During the
summer months, when its level drops, every tide brings a shoal of bright bars of
Atlantic silver racing up the estuary into the Ridge Pool. In the best years the
salmon are packed together, jostling for space in the seething, shallow waters.
No wonder they call it the Silver Furlong.
Perhaps it wasn't noticed because of the announcement by Bertie Ahern, the
Taoiseach, that he was retiring, but the Ridgepool Hotel, overlooking the prized
stretch of river, was going out of business too. While Bertie insisted that his
resignation had nothing to do with the ever- louder questions about his
finances, the Ridgepool's demise seemed more enigmatic.
I couldn't get a room with a river view because it was full. In fact it is
booked solid until the end of September. Yet with unseeming haste it was being
sold off and the staff served their notices. Then it emerged that the new owner
was a company that runs direct provision hostels for asylum-seekers on behalf
of the Government. The town's business owners went ballistic, belly-aching at
the machinations of civil servants, far away in Dublin and gamely struggling
with the novelty of Ireland having an immigration problem.
It can still seem dizzying how quickly the Celtic Tiger has transformed the
country. A nation that for centuries was a net exporter of its people suddenly
has full employment.
Ask what it is that sells Ireland to tourists and the answer will include
something about the friendliness of the locals. Driving westwards from Dublin to
the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that your chances of meeting anyone
Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés, bars and shops you will find
Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the cead mile failte. But no Irish.
They are almost all in higher-paid skilled work. Which is great news if you're
Irish, but not so wonderful for visitors in search of the elusive craic.
I suppose there is an evolutionary logic (albeit at breakneck pace) to a hotel
becoming home to the less fortunate neighbours of the foreigners who in the past
decade have done the jobs that the Irish themselves no longer want or need. Even
so, the people of Ballina didn't agree: the prospect of immigrants' washing
lines flapping in the faces of anglers was too much.
A mole in the justice ministry got the word out to the Ballina burghers just in
time for them to thwart the Dublin suits. But the hotel remains closed, its
bookings transferred en bloc to a charmless modern barn of a place miles from
the river.
Which means that, so long as the weather is kind in the coming months, Ballina
will reap its golden salmon harvest unhindered, but bridling over unfounded
charges that its reaction to the asylum-seekers' hostel was motivated by racism.
Not hatred of foreigners then, but fears about the impact on a tourism industry
that is turning fragile - a tale that may seem as strange to visitors as the
mystery of where all the Irish have gone.
Source:http://travel.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/travel/news/articl...
---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Into higher paid work, instead of on the minimum wage behind the
counter in petrol stations or in crap jobs as waiters. You got a
problem with that?
And what would be your solution?

That movement under you feet... That's Irish Culture being sacrificed on the
altar of Policial sacrifice...

More bullshit. When was the last time *you* lived in Ireland?

1998.

Ray

---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Neolithic

2008-06-26 19:05:50 UTC

Into higher paid work, instead of on the minimum wage behind the
counter in petrol stations or in crap jobs as waiters. You got a
problem with that?
And what would be your solution?

That movement under you feet... That's Irish Culture being sacrificed on the
altar of Policial sacrifice...

More bullshit. When was the last time *you* lived in Ireland?

1998.

I was last there in 2002 and you are talking a load of rubbish.

Neolithic

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-07-01 16:34:04 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés,
bars and shops you will find Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the
cead mile failte. But no Irish".
Ireland: how an ageing Celtic Tiger has bitten into those juicy salmon
Our correspondent reports from the West of Ireland in the latest of our series
David Sharrock, Ireland Correspondent
I took a peek at post-Celtic Tiger Ireland last week and it wasn't pretty. I was
in Ballina, where the fly-fishing season is beginning amid gloomy predictions
for the economy.
Everyone is praying for a long dry summer; hardly surprising after last year's
wash-out. Ballina draws rich northern European anglers for one very special
reason: the Ridge Pool.
This 300-yard reach of the River Moy is tourism gold for the west. During the
summer months, when its level drops, every tide brings a shoal of bright bars of
Atlantic silver racing up the estuary into the Ridge Pool. In the best years the
salmon are packed together, jostling for space in the seething, shallow waters.
No wonder they call it the Silver Furlong.
Perhaps it wasn't noticed because of the announcement by Bertie Ahern, the
Taoiseach, that he was retiring, but the Ridgepool Hotel, overlooking the prized
stretch of river, was going out of business too. While Bertie insisted that his
resignation had nothing to do with the ever- louder questions about his
finances, the Ridgepool's demise seemed more enigmatic.
I couldn't get a room with a river view because it was full. In fact it is
booked solid until the end of September. Yet with unseeming haste it was being
sold off and the staff served their notices. Then it emerged that the new owner
was a company that runs direct provision hostels for asylum-seekers on behalf
of the Government. The town's business owners went ballistic, belly-aching at
the machinations of civil servants, far away in Dublin and gamely struggling
with the novelty of Ireland having an immigration problem.
It can still seem dizzying how quickly the Celtic Tiger has transformed the
country. A nation that for centuries was a net exporter of its people suddenly
has full employment.
Ask what it is that sells Ireland to tourists and the answer will include
something about the friendliness of the locals. Driving westwards from Dublin to
the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that your chances of meeting anyone
Irish are slim. In the petrol stations, cafés, bars and shops you will find
Poles, Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the cead mile failte. But no Irish.
They are almost all in higher-paid skilled work. Which is great news if you're
Irish, but not so wonderful for visitors in search of the elusive craic.
I suppose there is an evolutionary logic (albeit at breakneck pace) to a hotel
becoming home to the less fortunate neighbours of the foreigners who in the past
decade have done the jobs that the Irish themselves no longer want or need. Even
so, the people of Ballina didn't agree: the prospect of immigrants' washing
lines flapping in the faces of anglers was too much.
A mole in the justice ministry got the word out to the Ballina burghers just in
time for them to thwart the Dublin suits. But the hotel remains closed, its
bookings transferred en bloc to a charmless modern barn of a place miles from
the river.
Which means that, so long as the weather is kind in the coming months, Ballina
will reap its golden salmon harvest unhindered, but bridling over unfounded
charges that its reaction to the asylum-seekers' hostel was motivated by racism.
Not hatred of foreigners then, but fears about the impact on a tourism industry
that is turning fragile - a tale that may seem as strange to visitors as the
mystery of where all the Irish have gone.
Source:http://travel.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/travel/news/articl...
---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Into higher paid work, instead of on the minimum wage behind the
counter in petrol stations or in crap jobs as waiters. You got a
problem with that?
And what would be your solution?

That movement under you feet... That's Irish Culture being sacrificed on the
altar of Policial sacrifice...

More bullshit. When was the last time *you* lived in Ireland?

1998.

I was last there in 2002 and you are talking a load of rubbish.
Neolithic

You said LIVED, not "was there"... I LIVED in Ireland until 1998... I've been
back there since then... But I'm just Irish...

Ray

---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Sophistry Made Simple

2008-07-01 19:05:15 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
You said LIVED, not "was there"... I LIVED in Ireland until 1998... I've been
back there since then... But I'm just Irish...

As the women on Les Dawson would say when he told them he was 'just a man' -
yeah, just.

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-07-01 19:10:03 UTC

On Tue, 1 Jul 2008 20:05:15 +0100, "Sophistry Made Simple"

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
You said LIVED, not "was there"... I LIVED in Ireland until 1998... I've been
back there since then... But I'm just Irish...

As the women on Les Dawson would say when he told them he was 'just a man' -
yeah, just.

You just lost the argument you patethic wanker!!!!

Do you enjoy being a wanker???

Just wondering! You patethic pup!

Ray

---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

William A. T. Clark

2008-07-01 20:10:06 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
On Tue, 1 Jul 2008 20:05:15 +0100, "Sophistry Made Simple"

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
You said LIVED, not "was there"... I LIVED in Ireland until 1998... I've been
back there since then... But I'm just Irish...

As the women on Les Dawson would say when he told them he was 'just a man' -
yeah, just.

You just lost the argument you patethic wanker!!!!
Do you enjoy being a wanker???
Just wondering! You patethic pup!
Ray

Uh, oh, now you've made him mad. Watch out, he'll hold his breath and
faint next.

William Clark

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-07-01 21:14:54 UTC

Post by William A. T. Clark

On Tue, 01 Jul 2008 16:10:06 -0400, "William A. T. Clark"

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
On Tue, 1 Jul 2008 20:05:15 +0100, "Sophistry Made Simple"

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
You said LIVED, not "was there"... I LIVED in Ireland until 1998... I've been
back there since then... But I'm just Irish...

As the women on Les Dawson would say when he told them he was 'just a man' -
yeah, just.

You just lost the argument you patethic wanker!!!!
Do you enjoy being a wanker???
Just wondering! You patethic pup!
Ray

Uh, oh, now you've made him mad. Watch out, he'll hold his breath and
faint next.
William Clark

Take it easy Billy boy... wait for the "obamadrug" to take effect before
posting... LOL!!!

Ray

---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

William A. T. Clark

2008-07-01 22:44:17 UTC

Post by William A. T. Clark

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
On Tue, 01 Jul 2008 16:10:06 -0400, "William A. T. Clark"

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
On Tue, 1 Jul 2008 20:05:15 +0100, "Sophistry Made Simple"

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
You said LIVED, not "was there"... I LIVED in Ireland until 1998...
I've
been
back there since then... But I'm just Irish...

As the women on Les Dawson would say when he told them he was 'just a man' -
yeah, just.

You just lost the argument you patethic wanker!!!!
Do you enjoy being a wanker???
Just wondering! You patethic pup!
Ray

Uh, oh, now you've made him mad. Watch out, he'll hold his breath and
faint next.
William Clark

Take it easy Billy boy... wait for the "obamadrug" to take effect before
posting... LOL!!!
Ray

See, I told you, he has already cut off the oxygen supply to his brain.

QED

William Clark

Neolithic

2008-07-05 07:32:05 UTC

Into higher paid work, instead of on the minimum wage behind the
counter in petrol stations or in crap jobs as waiters. You got a
problem with that?
And what would be your solution?

That movement under you feet... That's Irish Culture being sacrificed on the
altar of Policial sacrifice...

More bullshit. When was the last time *you* lived in Ireland?

1998.

I was last there in 2002 and you are talking a load of rubbish.
Neolithic

You said LIVED, not "was there"... I LIVED in Ireland until 1998... I've been
back there since then... But I'm just Irish...

I was lived in Ireland, most recently in 2002...whilst there are
immigrants, to suggest that a traveller would not meet any native
Irish is complete and utter bilge.

Neolithic

unknown

2008-06-23 22:32:38 UTC

[snip]

Please do not feed the troll.

--
'Donegal: Up Here It's Different'
© Féachadóir

Neolithic

2008-06-24 06:05:16 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Neolithic

Westprog

2008-06-24 16:38:17 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

mothed out

2008-06-25 00:14:38 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

It's not a question of just meeting, you can physically meld at a
combined speed of 140mph

Cat(h)

2008-06-25 13:12:19 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

They'll also make you feel rather good by providing professional,
competent and pleasant service, be it the Middle Eastern waiter taking
graciously and delivering promptly and professionally my meal order in
a Dublin restaurant a few nights ago, or the Philipino nurse
serenading a delighted sick friend in a Dublin hospital in recent
weeks, or the smashing Latvian girl who's putting up with all my whims
when designing my new kitchen...
Cat(h)

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-06-25 13:49:43 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

Or the paki doctor who can't find the vein to take a blood sample, despite
several painful attempts...

Ray

---------------------------------------------------------------
We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
---------------------------------------------------------------

Cat(h)

2008-06-25 13:52:18 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

Or the paki doctor who can't find the vein to take a blood sample, despite
several painful attempts...

Fair point. That would never happen a paddy-mick doctor.

Cat(h)

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-06-26 16:30:34 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to
say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

Or the paki doctor who can't find the vein to take a blood sample, despite
several painful attempts...

Fair point. That would never happen a paddy-mick doctor.
Cat(h)

"be it the county Kerry waiter taking graciously and delivering promptly and
professionally my meal order in a Dublin restaurant a few nights ago, or the
Limerick nurse serenading a delighted sick friend in a Dublin hospital in recent
weeks, or the smashing Derry girl who's putting up with all my whims when
designing my new kitchen..."

Fair point. That would never happen.

Ray

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We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
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Cat(h)

2008-06-27 08:00:34 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to
say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

Or the paki doctor who can't find the vein to take a blood sample, despite
several painful attempts...

Fair point. That would never happen a paddy-mick doctor.
Cat(h)

Aren't you the clever boy. Indeed, an immigrant such as yourself
obviously understands that suggesting all immigrants are useless and
evil is about as clever as suggesting all Irish are.

Cat(h)

Mother Machree

2008-06-28 03:39:56 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to
say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

Or the paki doctor who can't find the vein to take a blood sample, despite
several painful attempts...

Fair point. That would never happen a paddy-mick doctor.
Cat(h)

"be it the county Kerry waiter taking graciously and delivering promptly and
professionally my meal order in a Dublin restaurant a few nights ago, or the
Limerick nurse serenading a delighted sick friend in a Dublin hospital in recent
weeks, or the smashing Derry girl who's putting up with all my whims when
designing my new kitchen..."
Fair point. That would never happen.
Ray
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We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
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Every foreign country I have visited has had Irish immigrants settle
there. Maybe those countries should tell them all to fuck off home.

WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>

2008-07-01 16:34:05 UTC

On Fri, 27 Jun 2008 20:39:56 -0700 (PDT), Mother Machree

Post by Mother Machree

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to
say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Bullshit.

Not only are you likely to meet them, they'll probably make you feel at home
by driving on the right.

Or the paki doctor who can't find the vein to take a blood sample, despite
several painful attempts...

Fair point. That would never happen a paddy-mick doctor.
Cat(h)

"be it the county Kerry waiter taking graciously and delivering promptly and
professionally my meal order in a Dublin restaurant a few nights ago, or the
Limerick nurse serenading a delighted sick friend in a Dublin hospital in recent
weeks, or the smashing Derry girl who's putting up with all my whims when
designing my new kitchen..."
Fair point. That would never happen.
Ray
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We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
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Every foreign country I have visited has had Irish immigrants settle
there. Maybe those countries should tell them all to fuck off home.

Maybe you missed the "illegal" part of that argument... I know liberals love to
fudge the issue of the legal status of immigrants, but we conservatives do not!

Ray

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We have our task, and God knows it is a hard one -- the salvage
of a shipwrecked world. - Lothrop Stoddard
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William A. T. Clark

2008-06-25 20:55:18 UTC

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say that
your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim.

Funny, isn't it, that this ridiculous whine comes from an "Irishman" who
has quit the country for Massachusetts. Certainly qualifies him as an
expert on demographics.

William Clark

s***@yahoo.com

2008-06-25 14:10:43 UTC

let all of us irish hope for the reconciliation of norhern and
southern ireland, and then the escape of ireland from the rule of the
(cough, cough) royal family.

Hal Ó Mearadhaigh.

2008-06-26 08:12:13 UTC

Post by s***@yahoo.com

Post by WhiteWolf <rayh<spam>@iol.ie>
"Driving westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration
to say that your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim. In the
petrol stations, cafés, bars and shops you will find Poles,
Lithuanians and Brazilians giving you the cead mile failte. But no
Irish".
Ireland: how an ageing Celtic Tiger has bitten into those juicy salmon
Our correspondent reports from the West of Ireland in the latest of
our series David Sharrock, Ireland Correspondent
I took a peek at post-Celtic Tiger Ireland last week and it wasn't
pretty. I was in Ballina, where the fly-fishing season is beginning
amid gloomy predictions for the economy.
Everyone is praying for a long dry summer; hardly surprising after
last year's wash-out. Ballina draws rich northern European anglers
for one very special reason: the Ridge Pool.
This 300-yard reach of the River Moy is tourism gold for the west.
During the summer months, when its level drops, every tide brings a
shoal of bright bars of Atlantic silver racing up the estuary into
the Ridge Pool. In the best years the salmon are packed together,
jostling for space in the seething, shallow waters. No wonder they
call it the Silver Furlong.
Perhaps it wasn't noticed because of the announcement by Bertie
Ahern, the Taoiseach, that he was retiring, but the Ridgepool Hotel,
overlooking the prized stretch of river, was going out of business
too. While Bertie insisted that his resignation had nothing to do
with the ever- louder questions about his finances, the Ridgepool's
demise seemed more enigmatic.
I couldn't get a room with a river view because it was full. In fact
it is booked solid until the end of September. Yet with unseeming
haste it was being sold off and the staff served their notices. Then
it emerged that the new owner was a company that runs “direct
provision” hostels for asylum-seekers on behalf of the Government.
The town's business owners went ballistic, belly-aching at the
machinations of civil servants, far away in Dublin and gamely
struggling with the novelty of Ireland having an immigration
problem.
It can still seem dizzying how quickly the Celtic Tiger has
transformed the country. A nation that for centuries was a net
exporter of its people suddenly has full employment.
Ask what it is that sells Ireland to tourists and the answer will
include something about the friendliness of the locals. Driving
westwards from Dublin to the Atlantic, it's no exaggeration to say
that your chances of meeting anyone Irish are slim. In the petrol
stations, cafés, bars and shops you will find Poles, Lithuanians and
Brazilians giving you the cead mile failte. But no Irish. They are
almost all in higher-paid skilled work. Which is great news if
you're Irish, but not so wonderful for visitors in search of the
elusive craic.
I suppose there is an evolutionary logic (albeit at breakneck pace)
to a hotel becoming home to the less fortunate neighbours of the
foreigners who in the past decade have done the jobs that the Irish
themselves no longer want or need. Even so, the people of Ballina
didn't agree: the prospect of immigrants' washing lines flapping in
the faces of anglers was too much.
A mole in the justice ministry got the word out to the Ballina
burghers just in time for them to thwart the Dublin suits. But the
hotel remains closed, its bookings transferred en bloc to a
charmless modern barn of a place miles from the river.
Which means that, so long as the weather is kind in the coming
months, Ballina will reap its golden salmon harvest unhindered, but
bridling over unfounded charges that its reaction to the
asylum-seekers' hostel was motivated by racism.
Not hatred of foreigners then, but fears about the impact on a
tourism industry that is turning fragile - a tale that may seem as
strange to visitors as the mystery of where all the Irish have gone.
Source:http://travel.timesonline.co.uk/tol/life_and_style/travel/news/articl...
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let all of us irish hope for the reconciliation of norhern and
southern ireland,

Reconciliation from what? North and South have never been at odds. Arrogant,
thoughtless and bigoted Republicans individuals in a small minority are the
cause of the problem.

and then the escape of ireland from the rule of the

Post by s***@yahoo.com
(cough, cough) royal family.

--
Hal Ó Mearadhaigh.

(Glac bóg an saol agus glacfaidh an saol bóg thú).

s***@yahoo.com

2008-06-26 15:25:44 UTC