In 1914 they began leaving the slums, taking the King’s shilling, to escape the dirt and the disease, to send some worthless pennies home to feed the wives and children they had left behind in buildings swarming with humanity and rotting with piss, shit, and vomit. You may think I’m being crass, but if we could revisit those dwellings, these rude words would be the least of our worries. The government that sent them to war had caged them like animals in these hell holes to work and to die for the good of the empire and the ruling class.
The entire thing is a lie. Security and the liberal nonsense about the oppression of Muslim women by Muslim men are nothing more than slightly more sophisticated ways of being racist.
Yes, you read the headline right: Stop giving your hard earned money to charity. Giving and generosity are hugely important virtues in our societies, and God knows there are people and caused that desperately need some help. We all know this, but so do the scam artists who’re out to take your money and profit from it themselves.
Many know that I have chosen to live in Dublin’s Liberties, one of the most deprived parts of the inner city. Towering over my house are the flats of Teresa’s Gardens, and on the other side of Cork Street there is Fatima Mansions; Dublin Corporation housing which are home to communities of Dubliners who have … Continue reading Meet My Islamic Neighbours