God bless the Garda Siochana!
This thread is laser focussed ón good news and amusing anecdotes from the lives and times of the boys in blue. Sure, we can all trade stories of senior cops running Judaeo-paki kebab shop rape-and-heroin gangs as well as harassing us Remigration enthusiasts, but sometimes it is good just to focus ón the good things.
If you are commenting, you must have AT LEAST one good thing to say about the Gardai. You can preface your praise with as much polite, constructive criticism as you like, but you must have something good to say at the end.
Here is a great news story about the Gardai Siochana. Sligo Cops bust migrant lady and her three Neapolitan Bull Mastiffs. Ethnic Irish vax doctor certifies the scrounger lady is a loony. It's the remigration train for her, after her stint in the tender mercies of the HSE/FSS. One down and 999,999 to go!
This is an inspiring model for remigration enthusiasts in the Garda Siochana..
1. Identify surplus to requirements, troublemaking foreigners.
2. Certify them as lunatics – just one doc will do the job! It's perfectly legal.
3. Lock them up.
4. Deport them.
Let's call the lady Cherie Reynolds. A typical tale. Scheming evil foreign lady meets altruistic ethnic Irish gentleman. He helps her find a home for her self, her two horses, lame sheep, four pygmy goats, two cats, a basset hound, a terrier and a grand total of three neapolitan Bull Mastiffs. The mastiffs are designed to be placid until until someone annoys their owner, when they proceed to rip out the throats of people they perceive as threats. They weigh 70 kilos apiece.
Everything was fine until she hit mé with a bucket. I made a complaint to the Keystone cops. Nothing happened. A few days later she stabbed mé with a steel spike in the back of the head, drawing a certain amount of blood. Any time I went there, she approached mé screaming insults and threats.
Meanwhile, the Keystone cops do nothing. They don't respond to 999 calls, they are rude, insulting and even threatening when I humbly try to encourage them to investigate the crime. Above all, they never put anything in writing.
They told mé that two 999 calls of mine got scrubbed from the records.
Sligo County Council dog warden, the revolting Mr McDaniels, can fairly be described as a psychopath. Consider this: I mentioned the possibility that the bull mastiff might jump over the tiny fence and attack children walking ón the road. Mr MacDaniel's face broke into a wide happy smile. What kind of weirdo smiles at the thought of innocent people getting ripped apart by a dog?
McDaniels inspected the dogs, sneered at mé that a Neapolitan bull mastiff was not ón the restricted list (although bull mastiffs are) and was not a problem. Then he smirked and asked mé: Is that your little dog? Produce a licence in seven days or I'll take you to court.
I politely and repeatedly informed him that he was obviously an evil man who takes pleasure in the suffering of others.
Everybody warned mé not to bother going to the cops. They are useless. Worse than useless. They will do nothing for you. They are the worst criminals of the lot. They are taking bribes from ZimZams, Poppadoms and the Palani crew in Sligo to turn a blind eye to the drugs and prostitution racket. They are lazy, stupid, incompetent liars and traitors who worship the Vax, anal sex, King Charles III and his barbarous Bearla.
And so ón and so forth. The level of love and respect towards them is close to zero. Hopefully this is causing them mental health problems and encouraging them to leak information and work ón little remigration projects of their own.
Three weeks of silence, rudeness, threats, sneers, racist remarks about my ethnogael background. And suddenly, from one moment to the next, The Call.
It is the cops, speaking the sweet old Gaelic. An rud is annamh is iontach. Not top quality Gaelic, cosuil le tusa agus mise, but passable. A decent, honest attempt.
”She's gone. The lads went up with a doctor and the psycho dog warden. They certified her and they took away the dogs.”
As simple as that. That's how easy it is to get rid of troublesome foreigners, when you can whip the cops into doing it.
The witch is gone. God is great. Deus Veult. And some stupid people say God never answers prayers...
How is it possible that the notoriously corrupt and treacherous Garda Siochana actually did a decent days work for once?
A summary of tactics I used, which might be useful or amusing for the reader.
1. Persistence. One email and/or phone call a day. Sometimes six or more. Fifty or sixty interactions. In a civilized country, one call would have done the job.
2. Triangulation: Write to different people within the Gardai: community police, diversity officer, neighbouring cop shops, crime prevention officer. Also NGOs, Council, welfare. Anyone you can think of.
3. Write directly to the commissioner, at least some of the time. Is togha fear e, Justin Kelly, and he does not want his hands stained with dirty dealings. If the local cop knows that the boss has his beady eyes ón him, it makes him sharpen up. You are a free citizen of the Republic. Your peer is the Superintendent. Don't deal with lowly Inspectors, sergeants and rank and file. You communicate in writing with the Superintendent. He won't answer. But keep writing to him, insisting that he reply and casting asperisons ón the quality of men under his command.
4. Use strong language. Don't be afraid to get angry. I wrote words like traitor and liar and useless self serving Me Feiner civil servant, when writing to the ISPCA, Sligo County Council, etc, etc. I often ended a letter with the chilling, but perfectly legal and Christian, Gaelic salutation: Go scriosfaidh Dia sliocht sleacht do shleachta! Start your chat in Gaelic and force the treacherous lazy shoneens to admit they are not competent to carry out their duties in Irish. Puts them ón the defensive straight away.
5. If you suspect it is true, tell them you think your attacker is a Garda snitch and that that she has immunity from prosecution. I said that to two cops in a car in Dromahaire the other day: We all know that if you're a snitch for the cops you can murder all round and get away with it. They didn't contradict mé. They burst out laughing. I snarled the name of Shane O'Farrell at Superintendents and Commissioners, the young man murdered by a foreign garda snitch. Even the most evil of them was at least a little embarassed at that. Occasionally I respectfully mentioned the mysterious death of Garda Deirdre Finn.
6. Tell the Superintendent that you have death threats before from members of the Gardai and that you would prefer if any of the men detailed to investigate your case didn't make death threats to you, at least not while they are ón duty.. Ask the cops directly are they going to kill you.
7. Mention, without getting into too much detail, the word you hear ón the street about certain foreign criminals being allowed to operate with impunity. You don't have to implicate the Superintendent directly. “It must come as a shock to you that some of your men are taking bribes from foreign criminals,,,etc”. Go easy ón him. Give him an escape route.
8. Silly mé. I almost forgot. The other tactic is God. Obviously. If anyone needs more proof of the existence of God, there it is. God forced the cops to do a decent days' work. What other force would be strong enough?
This is a high risk strategy, some might say. The cops might simply beat you to death in public if you gave cheek to them. True. Give yourself a minimum of three yards of space if you're saying this stuff face to face. But once you widely document your concern that the cops will kill you, it reduces at least somewhat the risk.
And you may as well be hung for a sheep as for a lamb. If the system is harassing you already, you may as well fight back. If you make yourself an easy target they will happily destroy you.
Beannacht De ar na Garda Siochana!
Beir Bua!
This thread is laser focussed ón good news and amusing anecdotes from the lives and times of the boys in blue. Sure, we can all trade stories of senior cops running Judaeo-paki kebab shop rape-and-heroin gangs as well as harassing us Remigration enthusiasts, but sometimes it is good just to focus ón the good things.
If you are commenting, you must have AT LEAST one good thing to say about the Gardai. You can preface your praise with as much polite, constructive criticism as you like, but you must have something good to say at the end.
Here is a great news story about the Gardai Siochana. Sligo Cops bust migrant lady and her three Neapolitan Bull Mastiffs. Ethnic Irish vax doctor certifies the scrounger lady is a loony. It's the remigration train for her, after her stint in the tender mercies of the HSE/FSS. One down and 999,999 to go!
This is an inspiring model for remigration enthusiasts in the Garda Siochana..
1. Identify surplus to requirements, troublemaking foreigners.
2. Certify them as lunatics – just one doc will do the job! It's perfectly legal.
3. Lock them up.
4. Deport them.
Let's call the lady Cherie Reynolds. A typical tale. Scheming evil foreign lady meets altruistic ethnic Irish gentleman. He helps her find a home for her self, her two horses, lame sheep, four pygmy goats, two cats, a basset hound, a terrier and a grand total of three neapolitan Bull Mastiffs. The mastiffs are designed to be placid until until someone annoys their owner, when they proceed to rip out the throats of people they perceive as threats. They weigh 70 kilos apiece.
Everything was fine until she hit mé with a bucket. I made a complaint to the Keystone cops. Nothing happened. A few days later she stabbed mé with a steel spike in the back of the head, drawing a certain amount of blood. Any time I went there, she approached mé screaming insults and threats.
Meanwhile, the Keystone cops do nothing. They don't respond to 999 calls, they are rude, insulting and even threatening when I humbly try to encourage them to investigate the crime. Above all, they never put anything in writing.
They told mé that two 999 calls of mine got scrubbed from the records.
Sligo County Council dog warden, the revolting Mr McDaniels, can fairly be described as a psychopath. Consider this: I mentioned the possibility that the bull mastiff might jump over the tiny fence and attack children walking ón the road. Mr MacDaniel's face broke into a wide happy smile. What kind of weirdo smiles at the thought of innocent people getting ripped apart by a dog?
McDaniels inspected the dogs, sneered at mé that a Neapolitan bull mastiff was not ón the restricted list (although bull mastiffs are) and was not a problem. Then he smirked and asked mé: Is that your little dog? Produce a licence in seven days or I'll take you to court.
I politely and repeatedly informed him that he was obviously an evil man who takes pleasure in the suffering of others.
Everybody warned mé not to bother going to the cops. They are useless. Worse than useless. They will do nothing for you. They are the worst criminals of the lot. They are taking bribes from ZimZams, Poppadoms and the Palani crew in Sligo to turn a blind eye to the drugs and prostitution racket. They are lazy, stupid, incompetent liars and traitors who worship the Vax, anal sex, King Charles III and his barbarous Bearla.
And so ón and so forth. The level of love and respect towards them is close to zero. Hopefully this is causing them mental health problems and encouraging them to leak information and work ón little remigration projects of their own.
Three weeks of silence, rudeness, threats, sneers, racist remarks about my ethnogael background. And suddenly, from one moment to the next, The Call.
It is the cops, speaking the sweet old Gaelic. An rud is annamh is iontach. Not top quality Gaelic, cosuil le tusa agus mise, but passable. A decent, honest attempt.
”She's gone. The lads went up with a doctor and the psycho dog warden. They certified her and they took away the dogs.”
As simple as that. That's how easy it is to get rid of troublesome foreigners, when you can whip the cops into doing it.
The witch is gone. God is great. Deus Veult. And some stupid people say God never answers prayers...
How is it possible that the notoriously corrupt and treacherous Garda Siochana actually did a decent days work for once?
A summary of tactics I used, which might be useful or amusing for the reader.
1. Persistence. One email and/or phone call a day. Sometimes six or more. Fifty or sixty interactions. In a civilized country, one call would have done the job.
2. Triangulation: Write to different people within the Gardai: community police, diversity officer, neighbouring cop shops, crime prevention officer. Also NGOs, Council, welfare. Anyone you can think of.
3. Write directly to the commissioner, at least some of the time. Is togha fear e, Justin Kelly, and he does not want his hands stained with dirty dealings. If the local cop knows that the boss has his beady eyes ón him, it makes him sharpen up. You are a free citizen of the Republic. Your peer is the Superintendent. Don't deal with lowly Inspectors, sergeants and rank and file. You communicate in writing with the Superintendent. He won't answer. But keep writing to him, insisting that he reply and casting asperisons ón the quality of men under his command.
4. Use strong language. Don't be afraid to get angry. I wrote words like traitor and liar and useless self serving Me Feiner civil servant, when writing to the ISPCA, Sligo County Council, etc, etc. I often ended a letter with the chilling, but perfectly legal and Christian, Gaelic salutation: Go scriosfaidh Dia sliocht sleacht do shleachta! Start your chat in Gaelic and force the treacherous lazy shoneens to admit they are not competent to carry out their duties in Irish. Puts them ón the defensive straight away.
5. If you suspect it is true, tell them you think your attacker is a Garda snitch and that that she has immunity from prosecution. I said that to two cops in a car in Dromahaire the other day: We all know that if you're a snitch for the cops you can murder all round and get away with it. They didn't contradict mé. They burst out laughing. I snarled the name of Shane O'Farrell at Superintendents and Commissioners, the young man murdered by a foreign garda snitch. Even the most evil of them was at least a little embarassed at that. Occasionally I respectfully mentioned the mysterious death of Garda Deirdre Finn.
6. Tell the Superintendent that you have death threats before from members of the Gardai and that you would prefer if any of the men detailed to investigate your case didn't make death threats to you, at least not while they are ón duty.. Ask the cops directly are they going to kill you.
7. Mention, without getting into too much detail, the word you hear ón the street about certain foreign criminals being allowed to operate with impunity. You don't have to implicate the Superintendent directly. “It must come as a shock to you that some of your men are taking bribes from foreign criminals,,,etc”. Go easy ón him. Give him an escape route.
8. Silly mé. I almost forgot. The other tactic is God. Obviously. If anyone needs more proof of the existence of God, there it is. God forced the cops to do a decent days' work. What other force would be strong enough?
This is a high risk strategy, some might say. The cops might simply beat you to death in public if you gave cheek to them. True. Give yourself a minimum of three yards of space if you're saying this stuff face to face. But once you widely document your concern that the cops will kill you, it reduces at least somewhat the risk.
And you may as well be hung for a sheep as for a lamb. If the system is harassing you already, you may as well fight back. If you make yourself an easy target they will happily destroy you.
Beannacht De ar na Garda Siochana!
Beir Bua!
