Happy 12th of July.

[Beorn]

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I think the Irish Republic should invade Northern Ireland and the Queen shouldn't do anything to ensure its territorial integrity.

[Beorn]

I think the Irish Republic should invade Northern Ireland and the Queen shouldn't do anything to ensure its territorial integrity.

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[Murphy]

The Fenian Record Player


Wee Willie John McFadyean was a loyal Orange Prod,
And he thought that Ian Paisley was just one step down from God.
He thought they ate the childer in the backwoods of Ardoyne,
And he knew that history started with the Battle of the Boyne.

One night he took a brick in his hand and he wandered up the Falls.
He was mutterin' "Up the Rangers" and hummin' "Derry Walls".
He bust a big shop window to annoy the Pope of Rome,
And he took a record player out and then he staggered home.

Next night they had a hooley in the local Orange Hall.
Wee Willie took his player to make music at the ball.
He choose a stack of records of a very loyal kind,
But when the music started up, he nearly lost his mind.

This Fenian record player was a rebel to the core.
It played the songs the Orange Hall had never heard before.
For "Dolly's Brae" and "Derry's Walls" it didn't care a fig,
And it speeded up "God Save the Queen" 'til it sounded like a jig.

It played the "Boys of Wexford" and "The Wearing of the Green".
Such turmoil in an Orange Hall has never yet been seen.
It played the "Woods of Upton" and "The Men of '98",
But when it played "The Soldier's Song", it sealed wee Willie's fate.

The boys went clean demented. To the ground wee Will was thrown,
And they kicked his ribs in one by one to the tune of "Garryowen".
They threw him out the window to "A Song of Old Sinn Féin"
And they kicked him all down Sandy Row to "A Nation Once Again!"

That Fenian record player was heard no never more,
For they prodded it with deacon poles and threw it on the floor.
But yet it was not finished. 'Twas the funniest thing you've seen,
For the flashes flyin' out of it were orange, white and green.

Wee Willie's up in Purdysburn. He's crazy as a coot.
He just sits there in his padded cell and tootles on his flute,
And when he tries to play "The Sash", he always gets it wrong,
For halfway through, he always finds he's playin' "The Soldier's Song".

There's a moral to this story. What it is I cannot say.
It may be just the ancient one that crime will never pay.
If you ask Wee Willie McFadyean, he says, "Ah, crime be blowed!
If you want to pinch a record player, do it up the Shankill Road!"

[Osweo]

:p Here's a similar one, the other way round;

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In the county Tyrone, in the town of Dungannon
Where many a ruckus meself had a hand in
Bob Williamson lived there, a weaver by trade
And all of us thought him a stout-hearted blade.
On the twelfth of July as it yearly did come
Bob played on the flute to the sound of the drum
You can talk of your fiddles, your harp or your lute
But nothing could sound like the Ould Orange Flute.

Toora loo, toora lay, oh it's six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee.

But the treacherous scoundrel, he took us all in
For he married a Papish named Bridget McGinn
Turned Papish himself and forsook the old cause
That gave us our freedom, religion and laws.
Now the boys in the townland made some noise upon it,
They forced Bob to fly to the province of Connaught;
Took with him his wife and his fixins, to boot,
And along with the rest went the Ould Orange Flute.

Toora loo, toora lay, oh it's six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee

At the Chapel on Sundays to atone for past deeds,
Bob said Paters and Aves and counted his beads
Till one Sunday morn, at the priest's own require
Bob went for to play with the flute in the choir.
He went for to play with the flute in the mass
But the instrument quivered and cried."O Alas!"
And blow as he would, though he made a great noise,
The flute would play only "The Protestant Boys".

Toora loo, toora lay, oh it's six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee

Bob jumped and he started and got into a splutter,
He pitched the Ould Flute in the bless'd holy water;
He thought that this charm would bring some other sound,
When he tried it again, it played "Croppies Lie Down!"
And for all he would finger and finger and blow
To play Papish music, the flute would not go;
"Kick the Pope" to "Boyne Water" was all it would sound
Not one Papish bleat in it could e'er be found.

Toora loo, toora lay, oh it's six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee

At a council of priests that was held the next day
They decided to banish the Ould Flute away;
They couldn't knock heresy out of its head
So they bought Bob another to play in its stead.
And the Ould Flute was doomed, and its fate was pathetic
'Twas fastened and burnt at the stake as heretic.
As the flames rose around it, you could hear a strange noise
'Twas the Ould Flute still a-whistlin' "The Protestant Boys".

Toora loo, toora lay, oh it's six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee

:D :D :D

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And have yous heard the shite that's been going on over Beyond today? :rolleyes::(


Police attacked at Orange march protest in Belfast
Page last updated at 20:44 GMT, Monday, 12 July 2010 21:44 UK

Riot police moved in to remove protesters sitting on the road Police have fired a number of baton rounds after being attacked with petrol bombs by rioters in north Belfast.

More than 100 riot police were involved in an operation to remove nationalist protesters blocking the road ahead of an Orange Order march in Ardoyne.

A crowd nearby threw petrol bombs, bottles and bricks at police who used water cannon to disperse the rioters.

The parade has now gone by the flashpoint area at Ardoyne shops. As it passed, stones and bottles were thrown.

The march was delayed for about 90 minutes because of the protests.

A heavy security presence remains in place in the area.

Tension

Sporadic trouble broke out in parts of Northern Ireland as Protestant Orangemen staged their annual parades.

On the eve of the marches, three police officers were shot during rioting.

The Twelfth of July is the annual high-point of the loyal orders' parading calendar.

Some marches have been a source of tension between nationalists who see the parades as triumphalist and intimidating, and Orangemen who believe it is their right to walk on public roads.

On the Ormeau Road bridge in south Belfast, petrol bombs and paint were thrown at police on Monday evening.

A police spokesman said they were also dealing with minor disturbances on the Albertbridge Road and Short Strand area.

Hijacked

In west Belfast on Monday afternoon, a bus driver was forced to drive to a police station by two masked men who claimed they had left a bomb on the upper deck.

It is understood the men boarded the bus at Glencolin Walk shortly before 1600 BST.

He drove the bus to Woodbourne police station. Police later said the alert was a hoax.

In the north of the city, a number of cars were hijacked in the Oldpark Road area.

In Lurgan, County Armagh, youths halted a train in the Lake Street area at about 1630 BST and attempted to set it on fire, but the driver managed to restart the vehicle.

None of the 55 passengers on board the Belfast to Dublin are believed to have been injured.

A van was also hijacked in the area.

Later, police said they were dealing with sporadic violence in the town's Antrim Road area, with petrol bombs being thrown at officers.

In Armagh city, police were investigating reports that a vehicle was set on fire on the Killylea Road and that a large number of youths had gathered in the area.


Fucking savages. Honestly, you try to go about your ordinary life, and bastards take any excuse to make your town a warzone. People getting 'car-jacked' - Christ, you've no idea in that situation if you're gunna live or die. :mad:

Assaults on poor bastards whose job it is to make sure nobody gets hurt... Damage to Private Property... All because some knocks want to march down a road playing whistles and drums. Yeah, great fucking excuse. Let em bleeding march! What have 'nationalist' leaders done to control their followers? :rolleyes: They just show themselves up for the thugs they are. :tsk:

[Murphy]

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Belter of a wee tune there.


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Fuck off, Osweo. These bastards have no right to march by singing their anti-Catholic songs in Catholic neighbourhoods which they frequently do and seem to take a perverse pleasure out of it.

And you have no right to act as if it is the nationalists/republicans are out of control. Loyalist paramilitaries are still armed to the teeth and attacks on Catholics are as high as ever. Just the other week a wee lass had her front teeth put through with a brick.

[Fortis in Arduis]

I think the Irish Republic should invade Northern Ireland and the Queen shouldn't do anything to ensure its territorial integrity.

I remember being disgusted and bewildered at age thirteen when my mother expressed the same sentiment and my sister followed with the view that the Irish are all as 'tick as a plank' and should be left to their own devices... :lightbul: ...to kill each other. :grouphug:

[Osweo]

Belter of a wee tune there.
Aye, and exactly the right note of whimsy with which all this should be treated. If people saw the humour in it, and stopped taking it as an excuse for public disorder, it'd all fade away by itself. Acting like monkeys whenever someone marches down your street is hardly the moral highground. It gives the marchers all the ammunition they need.

Fuck off, Osweo. These bastards have no right to march by singing their anti-Catholic songs in Catholic neighbourhoods which they frequently do and seem to take a perverse pleasure out of it.
Orderly marching. Bowler hats and sashes. Songs > Riots... :tsk:

And you have no right to act as if it is the nationalists/republicans are out of control. Loyalist paramilitaries are still armed to the teeth and attacks on Catholics are as high as ever. Just the other week a wee lass had her front teeth put through with a brick.
Some apes on one side act like apes. It's a criminal matter. String em up.

Some idiots march down a street.
- what do you do?

1) Laugh at them, and have an end of it? OR....

2) Turn your town into Mogadishu?

"Oh! But but! They sang a song at us! :cry2"

:tsk:
No. An ethnic connection between me and a scally who torches a car because of a march is NOT enough for me to defend his scumbag behaviour. It shouldn't be for you, either. (And hang on; aren't you as Scotch as I am English?!)

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Come to think of it, I wouldn't mind seeing a few transcripts of the offending songs. When they're doing a proper march, they don't sing the most rowdy obscene ones, surely? Aren't the 'official' sort of songs more concerned with historical matters? :rolleyes:

[Germanicus]

[QUOTE=Osweo;238098] (And hang on; aren't you as Scotch as I am English?!)

The name Scotland comes from the Irish Scotti tribe who did settle there, but the people before that were the picts and the Caledoni. Scotland has also been known as pictland and Caledonia.Genetically,all of them seem to be pretty much from the same roots--ice age hunter gathers who came from Iberia and neolithic farmers who came up through the Med via the western seaboard

[Osweo]

The name Scotland comes from the Irish Scotti tribe who did settle there, but the people before that were the picts and the Caledoni. Scotland has also been known as pictland and Caledonia.Genetically,all of them seem to be pretty much from the same roots--ice age hunter gathers who came from Iberia and neolithic farmers who came up through the Med via the western seaboard

NO. By the same reasoning, we're all Africans ultimately. No, we should find common cause with our intestinal fauna, as we're all cellular organisms at the end of the day... :rolleyes:

Scots of today aren't the Scotti of the Fifth Century. They're a coalesced blend (perhaps more a suspension than a solution) of the five or so ethnic groups who came into intimate contact under the Scottish crown, forged through the intervening centuries into a different entity altogether.

Comparing us north western European nations is a bit like comparing biscuits and pastries. Sure, we're all made out of flour and water, sugar and salt and so on, but it's the proportions and what has been done to em all that counts... ;)

[Germanicus]

NO. By the same reasoning, we're all Africans ultimately. No, we should find common cause with our intestinal fauna, as we're all cellular organisms at the end of the day...

Scots of today aren't the Scotti of the Fifth Century. They're a coalesced blend (perhaps more a suspension than a solution) of the five or so ethnic groups who came into intimate contact under the Scottish crown, forged through the intervening centuries into a different entity altogether.

Comparing us north western European nations is a bit like comparing biscuits and pastries. Sure, we're all made out of flour and water, sugar and salt and so on, but it's the proportions and what has been done to em all that counts... ;)

No Osweo my ancestors hid in caves to escape the mile high glaciers, they evolved into a totally different species of homosapien, the fact that our DNA happened to evolve from the continent we call Africa is ultimately wrong for a discussion.

[Osweo]

No Osweo my ancestors hid in caves to escape the mile high glaciers, they evolved into a totally different species of homosapien, the fact that our DNA happened to evolve from the continent we call Africa is ultimately wrong for a discussion.

Eeee.... I went back to my post and added a smilie to show the sarcasm! :rolleyes::tongue

[Wyn]

Óró, sé do bheatha abhaile,
B'fhearr liom tú ná céad bó bhainne,
Óró, sé do bheatha abhaile
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

A Shéarlais Óig, a mhic Rí Shéamais
'Sé mo mhór-chreach do thriall as Éirinn
Gan tuinnte bróig' ort, stoca nó leinidh
Ach do chascairt leis na Gallaibh

'Sé mo léan géar nach bhfeicim
Mur mbéinn beo 'na dhiaidh ach seachtain
Séarlas Óg is míle gaiscidheach
Ag fógairt fáin ar Ghallaibh

Tá Séarlas Óg ag traill thar sáile
Béidh siad leisean, Franncaigh is Spáinnigh
Óglaigh armtha leis mar gharda
'S bainfidh siad rinnce as éiricigh!

[Osweo]

Óró, sé do bheatha abhaile,
B'fhearr liom tú ná céad bó bhainne,
Óró, sé do bheatha abhaile
Anois ar theacht an tsamhraidh.

A Shéarlais Óig, a mhic Rí Shéamais
'Sé mo mhór-chreach do thriall as Éirinn
Gan tuinnte bróig' ort, stoca nó leinidh
Ach do chascairt leis na Gallaibh

'Sé mo léan géar nach bhfeicim
Mur mbéinn beo 'na dhiaidh ach seachtain
Séarlas Óg is míle gaiscidheach
Ag fógairt fáin ar Ghallaibh

Tá Séarlas Óg ag traill thar sáile
Béidh siad leisean, Franncaigh is Spáinnigh
Óglaigh armtha leis mar gharda
'S bainfidh siad rinnce as éiricigh!

What's the farcical '45 got to do with anything? :rolleyes2:

The thread title is the 12th of July. The Battle of the Boyne. Nowt to do with your Bonnie Prince Charlie whatsoever. Would you have posted the 'Bold Chevalier'? No, and if the above was in English too, its off-topic nature would be as apparent. Your post therefore is mere spam.

[Wyn]

What's the farcical '45 got to do with anything? :rolleyes2:

The thread title is the 12th of July. The Battle of the Boyne. Nowt to do with your Bonnie Prince Charlie whatsoever. Would you have posted the 'Bold Chevalier'?

I posted it because I know of no Jacobite songs from 1690. :D


No, and if the above was in English too, its off-topic nature would be as apparent. Your post therefore is mere spam.

The song is an Irish Jacobite song. The Battle of the Boyne was an Irish Williamite-Irish Jacobite battle, of course. The song may have been composed in relation to events that took place 55 years later, but it is nonetheless a song from the Irish Jacobite cause.

But if you think my post actually constituted spamming and was in breach of the forum's rules report it the staff and they can judge the matter and I can be disciplined appropriately if necessary.

[Orange&BlueBear]

Roll on the Glorious Twelfth, soon be time for the party season to begin…