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The Violent Xenophobic Racism in Ireland

At 9pm last Tuesday, 44-year-old Chinese doctor, Wu Youzhong, went to investigate the sound of breaking glass outside his home in Coleraine, County Londonderry, in Ireland. When he arrived at his front door, he saw that the window had been smashed. An intruder then attacked him so violently that he had to be admitted to hospital for several days, and required consultation from an eye specialist. Dr Wu’s wife, Luo Ruoyin, said, “I heard he was just screaming in pain and I was scared. He was just holding his head and covering his eyes and blood was just running down everywhere.” The police are treating the attack as racially motivated; the couple, who have a two-year-old daughter, are reported to be intending to move away from the area.

The Chinese community in Ireland has long been a target of racial discrimination. Anna Lo, an Alliance Party politician born in Hong Kong who was elected to the Ireland Assembly in 2007, was the first politician from an ethnic minority at national level in Ireland, as well as the first East Asian to be elected anywhere in Britain. Her campaign was dogged by violent racism – including death threats – to the extent that she had to carry a panic alarm as a precaution. One far-Right website published pornographic images of Chinese women, alongside derogatory references to Anna Lo. “People from ethnic minorities are very frightened,” she said. “I have never seen ethnic minorities so fearful in Ireland.”

Read More: http://blogs.telegraph.co.uk/news/jakewallissimons/100181659/sectarian-hatred-is-being-overtaken-by-xenophobic-racism-in-northern-ireland/

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The Cup and Saucer rock at the Neolithic site of Carn Brea, Cornwall.
It is also known as the “Sacrificing Rock”.

HADEEL by Rafeef Ziadah


FREE PALESTINE

Wandering along the cliffs of Lands End Cornwall I came across a gully, at the bottom of which sat the ship wreck RMS Mullheim.
I was lucky enough to be the only person on the cliff walk to ignore the danger signs and climb down, and had the ship to myself on a warm summers day. It sits at a 45 degree angle in a swamp of tangled metal, curled and warped by 11 years of mountainous waves raking the remains over the coves boulders. This makes it a bit harder to climb a round in but all the more fun and surreal.
The vessel ran into thick fog on a voyage from Ireland to Germany in 2003. Apparently the Chief officer caught his trousers on a lever while on watch, slipped and knocked himself out, and so was unable to raise the alarm, resulting in the ship running aground. The crew were rescued but the ship was battered and mangled by pounding waves and actually broke in half. It was later demolished, leaving only the ‘superstructure’(above), which is only a small portion of the original craft. It reportedly leaked diesel and lost some of the plastics it was transporting, polluting the nearby waters for months afterward

The seas surrounding Lands End have always been considered treacherous and were know to the Romans as “Bolerium”, The Seat of Storms.

Recent finds in little towns in Cornwall!Particularly happy about Motorhead/Girlschool ep and the banned version of the Thin Lizzy(Fighting) Lp

Recent finds in little towns in Cornwall!
Particularly happy about Motorhead/Girlschool ep and the banned version of the Thin Lizzy(Fighting) Lp

"Dustsceawung"- Ancient English word for fascination in looking at ruins

Industrial Remains. Abandoned Mines of South Cornwall: ‘The great Flat Lode’

The result of (my first ever) day of blacksmithing, with a great freind in Melbourne. A tiny shank, but one i’m proud of. The workshop was amazin! Dirty, dusty and filled with burly men and women waving red hot metal, pounding the power hammer, grinding and welding. I was lucky enough to have expert help and be given a lump of Damascus steel to work with. Plans for a diy Dublin forge are being plotted. Saw an anvil today lying idle in a mechanics yard. hmmm..

The result of (my first ever) day of blacksmithing, with a great freind in Melbourne. A tiny shank, but one i’m proud of. The workshop was amazin! Dirty, dusty and filled with burly men and women waving red hot metal, pounding the power hammer, grinding and welding. I was lucky enough to have expert help and be given a lump of Damascus steel to work with. Plans for a diy Dublin forge are being plotted. Saw an anvil today lying idle in a mechanics yard. hmmm..

This week the mainstream media is deathly quiet relative to the magnitude of a story involving the uncovering of a childrens mass grave in Tuam Co.Galway.
A septic tank which contained the remains of 796 children who died mainly of malnutrition and disease, believed to have been brought on by the conditions in which they were forced to live in a home run by one of Irelands countless religious orders for so called ‘illegitimate’ children and their mothers.  I cant even begin to describe the disgust I feel towards my own country right now. There is no shock, no reaction. It is almost as if people have already accepted that such things have been perpetrated in the name of that most despicable Catholic doctrine which this nation has embraced. There is talk of raising funds for a memorial, a stone cross, more useless religious iconography to commemorate a fucking holocaust caused by that very same organisation. It is estimated that there are many such graves all over Ireland and that the true number of children who died needlessly could be in the tens of thousands. But that figure alone is enough. Its enough for me to boil with hatred and rage and such a deep sadness for my country. 796 children. Try to say it out loud. We are so saturated with horror and war by media and internet. Try to actually comprehend what that figure means. Especially if you live here in Ireland, and walk on that very soil that may cover thousands more. This is too much. The industrial schools where boys were beaten and raped and murdered, the Magdelin laundries where women were torn from their families for ridiculous reasons to be used as slaves for the rest of their lives. The homophobic zealotry. The continued power over reproductive choice. The fucking legacy this has left on all of us. No fucking more. Enough is enough. All I can say is  Its time to REACT.                             

This week the mainstream media is deathly quiet relative to the magnitude of a story involving the uncovering of a childrens mass grave in Tuam Co.Galway.

A septic tank which contained the remains of 796 children who died mainly of malnutrition and disease, believed to have been brought on by the conditions in which they were forced to live in a home run by one of Irelands countless religious orders for so called ‘illegitimate’ children and their mothers.  I cant even begin to describe the disgust I feel towards my own country right now. There is no shock, no reaction. It is almost as if people have already accepted that such things have been perpetrated in the name of that most despicable Catholic doctrine which this nation has embraced. There is talk of raising funds for a memorial, a stone cross, more useless religious iconography to commemorate a fucking holocaust caused by that very same organisation. It is estimated that there are many such graves all over Ireland and that the true number of children who died needlessly could be in the tens of thousands. But that figure alone is enough. Its enough for me to boil with hatred and rage and such a deep sadness for my country. 796 children. Try to say it out loud. We are so saturated with horror and war by media and internet. Try to actually comprehend what that figure means. Especially if you live here in Ireland, and walk on that very soil that may cover thousands more.
This is too much. The industrial schools where boys were beaten and raped and murdered, the Magdelin laundries where women were torn from their families for ridiculous reasons to be used as slaves for the rest of their lives. The homophobic zealotry. The continued power over reproductive choice. The fucking legacy this has left on all of us. No fucking more. Enough is enough.
All I can say is  Its time to REACT.
                             

WUNDERBACH-“Raya” (1983)

YEA PUNK! Gimmee endless weekends..

SCREAMING SNEAKERS - Violent Days

Dublin, our violent little city , never ceases to amaze me. In the aftermath of 6 years of economic vampirism on the poor and the vulnerable, punx(and other assorted malcontents) are battling away all over the city creating new and exciting shit. New squats, new gig spaces, new bands, new projects. All in the face of a city that sometimes tries to crush your bones. Keep it up. stay punk!