Posted by Jim on March 4, 2017
by Jude Collins (judecollins.com)
Well, that was quite an evening/night, wasn’t it? Just when you thought
politics in our NE nest had become dour and tedious, along comes
yesterday. Where to start?
Perhaps with the term ‘sleeping giant’. Not that Sinn Fein weren’t a
formidable force in our NEn before the election. Now, however, they know
what they can do when its vote turns out. On Wednesday’s ‘The View’, the
pundits were giving the Shinners 24 seats, with the DUP at around 30 or
31. Not for the first time in the past year, the crystal ball gazers and
the polls showed how, like everyone else, they haven’t a clue what’s
going to happen at an election.
This was a bad night for unionism. To have the bogeyman of Sinn Fein
come within a percentage point and their seat-lead slashed from 10 to
1…Pass the smelling salts, Mother. But there’s nothing so bad there
can’t be worse. It was a blitzkrieg of a night for the UUP. It lost
seats and it lost its leader. To give Mike Nesbitt his due, he resigned
with grace and dignity. It is a shame that his fluency wasn’t matched
by his political savvy. But contrast his resignation words with the
clumsy concession of Nelson McCausland. As readers of this site know, I
have more than a small soft spot for Nelson, so it’s frustrating to see
him look so forgettable in his final words. Wouldn’t it have been some
consolation if he’d approached Nesbitt’s eloquence – or better still,
the words of his namesake Horatio Nelson, who, mortally wounded by a
musket-ball, murmured to Captain Tom Hardy the surprising final line
“Kiss me, Hardy”. Farewell, dear Nelson, and try to think positive.
Unlike Horatio, it’s unlikely anyone will attempt to pickle you in a
barrel of brandy.
The DUP will be already looking for a new leader. The trick would be if
they could install one, thus making a fresh Executive possible, while
not looking as though Sinn Fein is calling the shots. But then again,
who could lead them? Nigel Dodds? (Sir) Jeffrey Donaldson? Sammy Wilson?
Nothing too promising there. In fact, the paucity of leadership material
in the DUP stands in stark contrast to the infusion of fresh talent,
much of it female, into the Sinn Fein ranks.
There’s a temptation to believe that things couldn’t have been much
worse for the DUP, but they could. Last time out in Upper Bann, John
O’Dowd almost lost his seat. This time, the determination was not to
risk a repeat, which may explain the large number of first preference
votes he got. Unfortunately, that left his running mate Nuala Toman
short of what she needed. No wonder John O’Dowd, on a night of Sinn Fein
jubilation, looked truly pissed off. But if Nuala Toman had gained that
seat, and if veteran SDLP man John Dallat hadn’t come home at the last
minute and snatched a final seat from Sinn Fein’s Cathal O hOisin, Sinn
Fein could be on 29 seats instead of 27. But then all elections always
include heart-aching might-have-beens.
The thin ice on which the DUP now stand will send a tremor through
unionism generally. The bogeyman Sinn Fein is now so close, they can
feel hot breath on their collar. That should inject a note of courtesy
into their dealings with the republican party: you don’t emerge alive
from a car crash without rethinking the steps that led you to that scary
place. If you have a death-wish, of course, you won’t change a thing.
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John Dorney of The Irish Story remembers the abortive republican
insurrection of 1867, 150 years ago this week.
Very early on the morning of March 5th 1867, many thousands of young
men, some of them well armed, others not, set off from Dublin towards
the hills overlooking the village of Tallaght.
The police noted that a large number of (horse-drawn) cars left the
Combe and Kevin Street area for the countryside. Others walked to
Tallaght.
The police sergeant at Crumlin reported that, “the Dublin road is
crowded with young men, all taking the direction of Tallaght”.
The young men, who may have numbered up to 8,000, were Fenians – members
of the Irish Republican Brotherhood and this was the day of a
long-planned-for insurrection aimed at toppling British rule and
establishing an Irish Republic.
Most of them were there by choice, having been ordered by the “centre”
or commander or their IRB “circle”, or unit of 800 men, but those who
were reluctant to go were given encouragement; “If you don’t go, by God
you’ll be shot”, one was told.
William Domville Handcock, a Tallaght landowner and Magistrate for
County Dublin, recalled later, “At my uncle’s place at Kiltalown, the
family were in a great fright. They saw numbers of Fenians walking about
the lawn all night, and they expected to be attacked every moment”.
Slightly further east in the Dublin hills, another band of some 200
Fenians attacked and took a string of Irish Constabulary barracks, at
Dundrum, Stepaside and Glencullen.
In Drogheda, as many as 1,000 Fenians assembled in the Market Square,
armed with pikes and rifles and refused an order from 28 policemen to
disperse.
In Cork, about 4,000 insurgents gathered at Fair Hill and proceeded to
Limerick train Junction, in the process attacking and burning several
police barracks.
The Fenians, led by James Stephens, a charismatic republican
revolutionary, exiled in Paris, where he associated with like-minded
radicals, issued a Proclamation of the Irish Republic;
Our rights and liberties have been trampled on by an alien aristocracy,
who, treating us as foes, usurped our lands and drew away from our
unfortunate country all material riches
We appeal to force as a last resort… unable to endure any longer the
curse of a monarchical government, we aim at founding a Republic based
on universal suffrage, which shall secure to all the intrinsic value of
their labour.
The soil of Ireland, at present in possession of an oligarchy, belongs
to us, the Irish people and to us it must be restored. We declare also
in favour of absolute liberty of conscience and the separation of Church
and State. We intend no war against the people of England; our war is
against the aristocratic locusts, whether English or Irish, who have
eaten the verdure of our fields.
But by the following day, the Rising, what the unionist Irish Times
described as, “this wretched conspiracy”, was over. The Fenians, over
10,000 strong, had been dispersed and were being hunted through the
hills by the Irish Constabulary and the British Army.
‘THE CURSE OF MONARCHICAL GOVERNMENT’
A young John Devoy, in imprisonment in 1865, captures the defiant
attitude of the Fenians towards the powers in Ireland.
The Irish Republican Brotherhood or Fenian Brotherhood was founded in
Dublin by James Stephens in 1858. In many ways it was the first popular
political movement in Ireland to both led and supported by, “the common
man”.
Stephens himself was a civil engineer, Jeremiah O’Donovan Rossa came
from an evicted farming family who set themselves up as grocers, while
John Devoy was a labourer’s son from Kildare. Their organisation, which
by 1867, was 50,000 strong, drew its support from the lower classes of
both town and country.
The Fenians, most importantly, were also the first Irish movement to
draw on the sympathy, wealth and military expertise of the
Irish-American community. The military leaders of the 1867 Rising were
Irish veterans of the Union Army in the American Civil War.
Why the message of Irish republican revolution, anti-British and
anti-landlord, found so many willing adherents in 1860s Ireland is no
great mystery. Even after the 1850 Reform Act, which broadened the
electorate to every man with property of over 12 pounds, only one sixth
of adult Irishmen as opposed to one third of Englishmen (women of course
were excluded altogether until 1918) had the vote.
Voting also had to be made in public until 1872, meaning that a tenant
who voted against his landlord could expect to feel the consequences. So
it was not necessarily affection that elected landlords as some 50-70%
of Irish MPs up to 1883. When the Fenians talked about rule by, “an
oligarchy”, they knew what they were talking about.
The Great Famine, where tens of thousands of families had been evicted
from their homes by landlords and where the British government had been
widely pilloried for its failure to avert the death of a million people,
was not yet 20 years in the past.
What Fenianism represented was not so much a complicated set of
political ideas as a defiant attitude towards the social order and the
British regime in Ireland. Drawing on earlier traditions of secret
societies like the Whiteboys, Rockite and Ribbonmen, Fenian “circles”
would meet on hill tops and drill openly with arms, asserting their
equality with their supposed betters and challenging the Police and Army
to do something about it.
‘WE APPEAL TO FORCE AS A LAST RESORT’
In 1865, the British government suppressed the Fenian paper, The Irish
People and arrested Stephens, and several hundred other activists
(Stephens later escaped however). In 1866, habeus corpus, or normal,
peacetime law, was suspended in Ireland.
The remaining Fenian leadership, rather than see the movement go down
without a fight, set about organising an insurrection for early 1867.
Thomas Kelly, an Irish American Civil War veteran, was made “Deputy
Central Organiser of the Irish Republic” – with responsibility for
planning the rebellion. The actual military planning was done by one
General Millen, another Civil War veteran.
The plan, which would centre around action in Dublin went through three
drafts. The first, proposed by James Stephens, suggested the storming
and seizure of the three main military arsenals in Dublin at Pigeon
House Fort, Magazine fort and Portobello barracks. Millen rejected it
due to the Fenians’ lack of arms.
The second proposal, made by John Devoy (who was however arrested in
February 1866), was based on infiltration of the Army. Fenian soldiers
would mutiny and take over the military barracks in the city, as a
signal for insurrection.
The Fenians’ plan centred on Dublin. The mobilisation at Tallaght was
supposed to be a diversion from an uprising in the city.
Again, Millen rejected the plan, but it was certainly made in earnest.
On January 7, 1867, the Irish Times reported on the trial of three
soldiers at Royal (now Collins’ Barracks) in Dublin, charged with,
“enlisting to corrupt the Irish soldiers by speaking patriotically to
them”. Those who would not take the Fenian oath were to be shot when the
Rising took place, “and the arms of the loyal troops rendered useless”.
What Millen settled on in the end was two-stage plan. In the first
stage, the Fenians would wage guerrilla warfare, to cut rail and road
communication and, “in bands of 15-20 men…to never fight regularly
against the troops or police… …[but to] resort to ambuscades to cut off
isolated or small parties of police or soldiers”.
The mobilisation at Tallaght on March 5 was a decoy, intended to draw
the British forces out of Dublin for stage two; insurrection in the
city.
From the start things went wrong. A Fenian “centre” in Liverpool, John
Joseph Croydon, told the Irish Constabulary exactly what was going to
happen. Extra troops were drafted into Dublin and four gun boats were
seen on the Liffey.
In the face of overwhelming force, well informed of their plans, the
Fenian’s rebellion fell apart into isolated skirmishes.
THE ‘BATTLE OF TALLAGHT’
The Irish Constabulary Sub-Inspector at Tallaght, Burke of Rathfarnham,
Dublin, known in the area as “Chief Burke”, was watching the armed
exodus from Dublin city to Tallaght Hill. In response he took 14 well
armed- constables out onto the crossroads between Tallaght and the two
roads from the city, via Greenhills and via Terenure (then known as
Roundtown) to intercept the various bands making their way south.
The first group he encountered was 40 strong and was pushing a cart. One
of the police putting his hand into the cart, found it full of
ammunition, a scuffle ensued. One Fenian, Thomas Farrell, a
confectioner, of Williamstown, was bayoneted in the stomach. His body
was later found by the roadside in Terenure.
Shortly afterwards, another group of Fenians, some 150 men under Stephen
O’Donoghue, a 35-year-old law clerk of Werburgh street in Dublin city,
encountered the police on the roadside. Burke called on them to
surrender, but, despite orders not engage large bodies of police, “a
number of very young fellows” opened fire, though not, Burke told the
inquest, “in any direction”.
The police knelt and returned fire in volleys, leaving six Fenians
bloodied on the ground. The remaining Fenians, according to Burke, “ran
away in the greatest disorder”.
One was killed outright. Another was Stephen O’Donoghue, the centre, who
was “groaning and asking for water”. The police took him to the barracks
at Tallaght, where he died. O’Donoghue, who was described as, “a very
poor man”, had been married with four children.
Burke told the inquest, that although, “I did my duty, I will regret to
my last day that the life of one of my countrymen should have been
sacrificed.”
William Handcock, who lived nearby recalled, “We heard the firing that
night, but did not know the cause. Next morning most wonderful stories
came in. Numbers of the Fenians had passed through the village outside
our wall, and tried to induce the villagers to join them, but with
little success.”
This was the ‘Battle of Tallaght’. It was in fact, a mere brush between
the police and the Fenians trying to get to Tallaght Hill.
The real failure of the Rising was that, with 4-7,000 men assembled on
the Hill, above Jobstown, the Fenian leadership could think of little
for them to do. The mobilisation there was supposed to have been a
diversion from the real rebellion in Dublin city. But the city, heavily
garrisoned, did not stir.
After a night of enduring heavy snow and sleet in the Dublin mountains,
the Fenians, dispersed. Some 200 were arrested.
Elsewhere in the country, when it became clear that the plan had not
come off, most of the Fenians simply went home and hid their weapons.
The Rising, which had never properly started, was over.
A total of 12 people were killed on March 5, of whom eight were Fenians.
‘A TEACUP REBELLION’
The Irish Times gloated that the rebels, “who have inflicted the
greatest amount of trouble on the government, loyal people and filled
with alarm the isolated houses of the gentry…have shown themselves
excellent at everything except actual rebellion”.
It praised the actions of British commander Lord Strathrairn, who,
before suppressing sedition in Ireland, “had ridden down the mutinous
Sepoys in India”, for his “rapidity of actions and decision”.
It scoffed at the rebels’ claim to be acting in the name of the
‘Minister for war of the Irish Republic, “this craze is dangerous to
society, it is the bounden duty of government to deal with it severely.’
William Handcock found in the plantations near his house in Tallaght,
“nearly a cart-load of rifles and ammunition … Next day we got a fine
pike-head and a neat little dagger, as souvenirs of the latest, and, as
I hope, the last, rebellion in Ireland”.
The more nationalist-minded Freeman’s Journal had little sympathy for
the attempted insurrection but noted the urgent need for reform of the
state and church and of the tenant system. “The Fenians, with their
teacup insurrections are not likely to remedy the state of things, [but]
the British government which allows grievances to fester for centuries,
can expect little sympathy from abroad or peace and contentment at home”
In fact, in the late 19th and early 20th century, the British government
did indeed undertake extensive reforms of the electoral system and of
the land question. But the Fenians had nevertheless founded a powerful
tradition.
Many years later, in 1920, during the War of Independence, Ernie
O’Malley, a young IRA commander, full of soldierly swagger, found
himself put up in a farm house in the hill country of west Cork by an
old Fenian.
” ‘Out there in yon hills, I’ve drilled with the boys in me time, fine
boys they were, God Bless them’. ‘But the Fenians did not do much’, I
said, ‘Why didn’t they fight?’ He looked me for a moment as if he was
going to say something strong. ‘They were ready and willing and always
waiting for the word to rise. He looked at our automatics and rifles.
They’d be powerful yokes, I wish we’d had them in our time’ “.
‘Do you think we’ll beat them? How long will it last?’ ‘We don’t know’,
said Liam [Lynch], a long time, but we’ll win'”.
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Belfast Telegraph. Saturday, March 4 2017
DUP party chairman Lord Morrow (left) with DUP leader Arlene
Foster at Omagh count centre as he failed to be re-elected in
Northern Ireland’s Assembly election. Brian Lawless/PA Wire
The political landscape of Fermanagh and South Tyrone has been dramatically reshaped. The DUP suffered a devastating blow with the loss of one of its longest serving representatives, Lord Morrow.
Party leader Arlene Foster now faces difficult decisions as she returns to the Assembly as a lone DUP ranger in the now Sinn Fein led constituency.
Despite topping the poll, Mrs. Foster’s votes took a slight dip from last year’s election.
Her once soft edges appeared even more hardened as she hit out at the “intimidating” atmosphere at the Omagh count center.
“We have tricolours thrust about the place, crocodiles walking about. It doesn’t surprise me – this is the sort of attitude that prevails in the west of the province to the minority unionist community in Northern Ireland.
“It’s sad to see that people talk about respect but they don’t practice it.”
Earlier in the night, things appeared to be going well for the DUP.
Mrs. Foster was giving a live TV interview when her name was called as the first elected.
But it wasn’t the party’s night and as the realization they were losing Lord Morrow set in, party supporters and members retreated back to a room which was being exclusively used by the DUP.
Mrs. Foster, who has faced major criticism over her handling of the RHI controversy, admitted that the results were “incredibly close” and that she was “devastated” to see Lord Morrow out, adding: “This is an incredibly sad day for me.”
Another casualty was the SDLP’s Richie McPhillips, who lost his seat only 10 months after he was elected and it was this loss that saw Ulster Unionist Rosemary Barton retain her seat.
Meanwhile, in the Sinn Fein camp the atmosphere was more relaxed and jovial with party members confident from the start that they would see a successful result across the constituency.
Early indications suggested the party had polled well but the three elected candidates, Michelle Gildernew, Sean Lynch and newcomer Jemma Dolan, appeared shocked they had achieved such success.
Their supporters cheered and waved an Irish flag and toy crocodile as they hugged and congratulated the newly elected candidates.
As Mr. Lynch was making his victory speech on the podium, Mrs. Foster led her loyal band of supporters out of the hall before Mr. Lynch shouted Gerry Adams’ infamous line: “See you later alligator.”
A life-size alligator then made its entrance into the hall and joined in on the Sinn Fein led celebrations which also included party deputy leader Mary Lou McDonald.
The high security at Omagh Leisure Centre was an unusual sight for an election.
It was similar to that seen at an airport with a scanner placed at the entrance and every bag carefully checked over.
While it wasn’t the DUP’s night, Mrs. Foster reiterated that they are still “the largest Unionist party” in Northern Ireland.