The Wind That Shakes The Barley – Black And Tans Brutality Scene

Recently, in the Irish Free State, an issue has come to light regarding the historical perspective attached to members of the British colonial forces in Ireland during the early 20th century. It is now de rigueur to celebrate the involvements of tens of thousands of Irish “Nationalists” in the First World War, men who fought […]

The Foggy Dew – Daoirí Farrell (Irish Rebel Song)

“As back through the glen I rode again And my heart with me fell sore For I parted then with valiant men Whom I never shall see ‘more But to and fro in my dreams I go And I kneel and pray for you For slavery fled a glorious dead When you fell in the […]

The Great O’Neill – Biography Of Irish Gaelic Chieftain

The Great O’Neill by Seán Ó Faolain Aedh Ruadh Ó Néill, or as he was better known in English, Red Hugh O Neill, was the last of the mighty chieftains who ruled Gaelic Ireland from the earliest times. These powerful aristocrats devised a precarious system of rule on the Emerald Isle that lasted for well […]

#OTD in 1981 – Day 8 | Bobby Sands recorded his diary for the first seventeen days of his hunger strike in which he detailed his thoughts and feelings on the momentous task that lay ahead of him. — Stair na hÉireann/History of Ireland

Bobby Sands was one of the greatest of Irishmen. He was a Republican, Socialist, poet, songwriter, Gaelic speaker, warrior and, sadly, martyr. He died on 5th May, 1981 aged 27. His birthday is on the 9th March. He is a hero for Rebel Voice. In a few hours time I shall be twenty-seven grand years […]

The First Dungannon Convention — seamus dubhghaill

The first Dungannon Convention of the Ulster Volunteers on February 15, 1782 calls for an independent Irish parliament. This is the parliament that Henry Grattan also campaigns for and later becomes known as “Grattan’s parliament.” The Irish Volunteers are a part-time military force whose original purpose is to guard against invasion and to preserve law […] […]

Brendan Behan – Red Envoy – Poem By 16-Year-Old Irish Rebel

He was 16 when he set off on his own to blow up parts of England. His time in a borstal gave him the materiel for a book. He wrote poetry in both Gaelic and English. He had famous friends across the globe. He stayed in the Chelsea Hotel. He drank himself to death. He was Brendan Behan. This is his poem.