Paying Lip Service to Decency

Paying Lip Service to Decency Superficial democracy, Specious freedoms, Packaged in materialism And wrapped in choking ribbons Of accumulating debt; Presented to a gullible populace Blinded by sinister concessions To the worst excesses Of the Human Condition. A.D.

GAA in Moral State of Decline

Much commentary upon the GAA has, of late, focused upon the unfortunate approach of many players and supporters towards the more unsavoury incidents that occur during and after games. Incidents such as diving, off-the-ball-blocks, sledging and petulant excuse-making have garnered headlines and provided opportunity for complaint. However, they could also provide an opportunity for reflection. […]

Hate the Uniform, Not the Man

Recently, I had cause to recall an incident from my youth (not today or yesterday) when I encountered a member of the British Army who was stationed at that time in my home region of the Occupied Six Counties (OSC) of Ireland. It was a summer weekend and I was in Cookstown, a small, politically-mixed […]

Irish Free Stateism = Capitalism

As calls for a border poll grow in strength in the Occupied Six Counties of Ireland, the reasons for the partition of the Irish nation are coming under close scrutiny like never before. Rebel Voice is taking a look at this catastrophic event as it approaches its centenary. Partition in Ireland, in 1922, was made […]

Irish Republic? Where?

Recently, as I was listening to the news segment on Today FM – an Irish Free State radio station owned by a rampant Capitalist – I noted a report upon the proposal that all Irish citizens are to be given the right to vote in Irish Presidential elections. This franchise is to be extended to […]

Status Report – Anti-Capitalist Poem

This piece of verse from resident poet, A.D. is formed in the Extract Poetry style. In this method, the verse is shaped to seem as if it is an excerpt taken from a larger piece of writing. The ellipsis is often used at the beginning, middle or end. Status Report  … and the meek will […]

The Free Market Without Food – Anti-Capitalist Poem

The Free Market Without Food The Capitalist’s plump paws pinched his purse tightly as he looked at me, forlorn. I’m well-fed but hollow, he said, But I can’t stop what I am.   And the greasy tears swept down His shiny bloated face And the insatiable desires gripped fiercely As he shuddered violently And shook […]