The Taoiseach of the woke minority

…And Kylie Minogue

All is not well these days in “Leo is a ledge” land.  The woke messiah’s halo has well and truly lost its sparkle.  The new emerging global independent media seem to have picked up on just how bad he is too, in terms of his disgusting, disgraceful treatment of the Irish people, his banal mediocrity and just his overall buffoonery, repugnance and incompetence.  Everyone from Tucker Carlson to Steve Bannon to the Lotus Eaters, GB News and Sky News Australia, have all been alerted to his shenanigans and his mismanagement of the ever deepening crises on this island.  Crises he of course helped create.

They are all unanimously aghast at his flagrant disregard for the Irish people and their opposition to the trajectory he has put this nation on.  The much maligned hate speech bill and his bizarre decision to berate Irish men in the aftermath of crimes committed by non-Irish men, have brought the eyes of the world upon him and made him a figure of ridicule on the global stage.  The Irish media, all the while do their best ‘three wise monkeys’ impression and remain steadfastly blind, deaf and dumb to any misgivings.

The emperor needs a trip to Louis Copeland, because everyone is beginning to see for themselves that he hasn’t a stitch.  This is a man with no popular mandate remember.  A man who only became Taoiseach due to Enda Kenny stepping down and edging out Simon Coveney in the race for party leadership and only retaining his Dáil seat on the fifth count at the last election.  A man who has remarkably dominated Irish politics for close to a decade, despite never winning a popular vote, thanks largely to his own personal public relations team, RTÉ, who have never to my memory, remotely criticised him on anything.  And there’s so much, boys and girls, so so much.  This graduate of the World Economic Forum’s Young Global Leaders program managed to slip under the radar unfortunately.  His rise to prominence came before the advent of social media and before the alternative media had become the force it now is.

His placement in a Questions & Answers audience, where he seemed to be planted to question (ironically) the then health minister, Micheál Martin regarding the dubious practices of the pharmaceutical industry.  It was a carbon copy of what the Irish propaganda machine recently tried with Labour Party member, Linda O’Sullivan - who deserves a special mention due to the similarities - after the recent referendum trouncing.  Handpicked audience members seem to be the order of the day.  A little test perhaps, before moving on up the chain to bigger things.  It seems to be a rite of passage, a box to tick along the way in their internship.  Quite possibly a practice run at political discourse in the public arena with the eyes of the nation upon them, to see do they cut the mustard.

That is of course if you don’t screw up your five minutes of fame.  Sadly for O’Sullivan she joined climate activist, Jessica Dunne in the ‘caught rotten’ column after she ridiculously claimed she had to wake her poor daughter up (during the day) to tragically inform her she still had domestic duties looming ominously on the horizon.  Her future destiny marred with uncertainty, after the ignorant ‘gammons’ voted to side with the patriarchy - opting for the regressive choice, to continue the perpetual persecution of the fairer sex.  The Ireland of McQuaid and DeValera back again to smite the progress of women’s liberation once more.  Cillian Murphy won’t be sharing his Oscar winning credentials with an Irish leading lady just yet by the looks of things.  Slightly large and over zealous love, swing and a miss, have a seat now pet and let the adults speak.

She was not as fortunate as Varadkar in terms of maintaining cover, due to the increasing levels of public awareness now in relation to these type of cynical tactics employed by the establishment.  She subsequently had to disable her social media accounts due to the justified ribbing she received.  It wasn’t long before she was discovered to tick every single box in terms of being groomed to push the SDG’s and wider globalist agenda here in Ireland.  She was anything but a random member of the public as was presented to us.  A former Social Democrat who was also involved with Fórsa, Ireland’s largest public sector trade union.

They get caught now almost instantly these types thanks to citizen journalism.  Varadkar slipped through the net and wasn’t subjected to the same level of scrutiny.  His era came just before this one of unprecedented, instantaneous information.  His journey was to eventually come full circle when he became Taoiseach and Tanaiste, with Micheál Martin (the man he was questioning) his partner in crime in the odd revolving door arrangement they had for the role of Taoiseach, during the unholy alliance their respective parties consummated with the Watermelon party at the last general election.  Both holding office in a time that is sure to go down in Irish history, as the one which made the greatest assault on personal freedom and democracy, compromising the rule of law and the very sovereignty of our nation itself.  Which Martin admittedly has no time for.

Sméagol Martin wanted the role of Taoiseach so bad he would have done anything to get it.  Even by abandoning any principles his party may have once had, by getting into bed with Fine Gael, just so he could be called by that elusive title.  Reminiscent of the Gollum character in Tolkien’s classic Lord of the Rings, the pursuit of this position of power, much like the one ring, has consumed him and drained him of his life force.  He is now visibly far older than before and indeed much nastier.  “We wants the precious we does, give it to us”.

Varadkar however, is now back in the box seat, until the next election is called this time next year that is.  The current sitting Taoiseach of RTÉ, the Irish Times and the NGO’s, has a long running list of gaffes to his name, the latest was during his trip to Washington where he referred to St. Patrick as a ‘single male undocumented (migrant)’, while supposedly representing Ireland on our national holiday.  Not only is this historical revisionism, it’s a ridiculous lie to somehow justify the ongoing insanity of Ireland’s migration nightmare under his leadership.  Patrick, a sheep herder, was taken as a slave in the fifth century to Ireland from Wales, hardly the same thing.  INAR had also yet to be formed to coach him how to game the system and call his captors ‘racist’.

It seems that every single time this individual goes away on state business representing the country, we are treated to yet more entertainment (he doesn’t embarrass me, he’s not my Taoiseach, I’m not in the select Montrose gang he represents, so I get to point and laugh).  His last high profile bout of verbal diarrhoea prior to this one, brought with it international criticism and a diplomatic embarrassment.  When Emily Hand (9) an Irish-Israeli girl was returned home to her father after being held hostage by Hamas for 50 days in Gaza.  The alleged Taoiseach of this country sent out a tweet claiming she had been ‘lost’ but was now ‘found’.  This was perhaps his most shocking, unstatesmanlike comment of all.  The ordeal the poor child and her father went through, was reduced to a rather innocuous PG rated depiction by the ‘ledge’ himself.

There is a litany of indiscretions that are far too numerous to examine in any great detail with just one article, but I will touch on a few more:

• The ‘Love Actually’ Downing Street debacle with Theresa May.

• Bragging to Donald Trump about intervening in a planning process, regarding a wind farm Trump was opposed to near his Doonbeg resort in Co. Clare (which is an abuse of his office and a crime) when visiting the White House.

• The Canadian socks with Trudeau.

• The publicity stunt of donning the white coat to pretend to go back working as a doctor once a week to help out during de Covid.

• The Terminator, Lord of the Rings and Mean Girls quotes in press conferences at a time when people were locked in their homes terrified for the safety of their elderly relatives.

• The Russian phone prank he bought hook, line and sinker.

• The so obviously staged incident where the girl on a skateboard threw a smoothie over him in public.

• The equally, obviously staged kiss in the nightclub (you know the one where he looks at the camera before cheating on his boyfriend).

• The topless frolicking in the Phoenix Park with his buddies while everyone had to stay within 5 kilometres of their homes, because we were all going to die.

• And last but not least (there’s way more but that’s for another day), who could forget the hand written note to Kylie Minogue on government headed paper.

“Dear Kylie, just wanted to drop you a short note in advance of the concert in Dublin. I am really looking forward to it. Am a huge fan. I understand you are staying in the Merrion Hotel which is just over the street from my office in government buildings. If you'd like, I'd love to welcome you to Ireland personally”.

Are these the words of a statesman?  Is this someone who deserves our reverence and respect?  It’s an insult to us (a deliberate one in my view, part of the program of demoralisation) that a man of this calibre is presented to us as ‘running the country’.  The eternal philosophical wisdom of Marcus Aurelius won’t be rivalled by this particular politician that’s for sure.  This scrawled note reads like it’s from the diary entries of a teenage girl.  The handwriting is almost illegible too.

The man is ridiculous.  I’m sorry.

We haven’t even delved too deeply into the incompetence and corruption.  His initial claim as health minister that the children’s hospital would cost €700 million was not only grossly underestimated, but the actual site itself is in entirely the wrong place.  On the same site as Ireland’s, already existing, largest hospital which is even now a disaster for parking without any increase in traffic.  A greenfield site at a more centralised location with motorway access, would have been far more suitable, instead of dragging people from all over the country into traffic bottlenecks like Kilmainham and Rialto.  Imagine the added stress of trying to park with a sick child?  I can’t think of a positive thing this man has done for the Irish people in his entire political career.  The estimated cost of this project now sits at €2.24 billion (with a B) after the cabinet approved a further injection of funds to the tune of €512 million.

In a separate case, SIPO (Standards in Public Office Commission) made the decision not to investigate Leo Varadkar regarding the leaking of confidential information to his partner, Maitiú Ó Tuathail.  This case has now been brought to the High Court by Paul Murphy of People Before Profit, in an attempt to overturn this decision and for an investigation to be conducted.  The list of incidents could likely go on and on, I’m sure I’ve missed plenty and people will probably highlight this to me, but I have to draw the line somewhere.

A poor man’s Kevin Sharkey

The woke minority would probably use Varadkar’s definining characteristics as a weapon to dismiss the contents of this article, probably on the basis of it being mean spirited.  Am I just picking on him because he is a gay man fathered by an Indian migrant?  Let’s see, have we anyone with similar characteristics to compare him to in Irish life?  Ah we do, he is also someone who trumps him on both counts on the woke hierarchical scale.  Kevin Sharkey is both darker in complexion than Varadkar and is also bisexual.  Win win.  Sharkey is also an artist, quite a successful one, whereas judging by the Kylie note, I doubt Varadkar could stay inside the lines of a colouring book.

Sharkey, the son of a Nigerian man, is well spoken and dignified and clearly understands what it means to be Irish a lot more than Viceroy Varadkar, who is determined to change us, lest we face the prospect of being criminalised.  Judging by Kevin Sharkey’s monologues over the past while, in which he has so eloquently spoken out in defence of the Irish people, I don’t think he would have stood up and disgraced himself in Dáil Éireann declaring that the Irish public sector was regrettably “too white”.  I also think he could be trusted on state business to not make a complete show of himself in front of the entire planet.  I know there are people who will probably strongly disagree with me on this as they want Gaelic purity on this island, but in the age we are in that is no more than an idealistic pipe dream.  Should we not consider Sharkey one of us just because he is a black man?  His heart is clearly Irish.  As is his character.  So to make such a statement I think is grossly unfair and it’s one I can’t ever agree with.

There is an ocean of difference between someone like Sharkey and someone who passed over 10 safe countries to pitch a tent in Mount Street because he heard Ireland was a soft touch.  A very big difference indeed.  I would consider Kevin Sharkey more Irish than most of the traitors currently in government, our protagonist included.  I’d have him over any of the white guilt ridden woke minority any day also.  He previously flirted with the idea of running for the presidency and if he were to stand on a podium against fossils like Bertie Ahern or Gerry Adams, I know who would get my vote.  It would be Sharkey all day long.

[#%^^**£$=+<> sound of woke software breaking down whilst reading].

After the resounding referendum result it is clear that Ireland rejects woke and the man who is the subject of this piece and who recently claimed “I’m not woke”.  He only wants to put some distance between himself and what has become a dirty word in this country now.  Contrary to his gaslighting, people who are anti-woke don’t reject new ideas (according to him), we can embrace a certain amount of change so long as it’s not toxic and pathological.  Also when it’s presented as a choice and not as an ultimatum.

Varadkar’s Ireland will be remembered far less fondly than that of DeValera, when the dust finally settles and it can be analysed objectively, after enough time has passed and this land is free of the egregoric mind virus once and for all.  An era of aggressive medical intervention, compromised sovereignty, financial and fiscal recklessness, deliberate demographic replacement, housing shortages, rising homelessness, institutional child abuse of children in state care, child grooming and pre-pubescent sex changes, moronic green policies and more.  But thank heavens all of this is offset by rainbow pedestrian crossings and access to male menstrual paraphernalia.

The rejection of the constitutional amendments proposed by Varadkar’s government represent so much more than a mere democratic vote.  It was a psychic shock to this whole vulgar school of thought.  A wake up call for these patronising bullies which shows them they are in fact the minority.  Evidently, when the silent majority were given their chance to speak on this occasion, not only did they do so, they roared.  It has opened up a whole new vista of possibilities for Ireland.  The Irish people have shown that they are no longer prepared to be talked down to.  This island is a very, unique and special place.  A beautiful little green jewel.  It was already almost perfect and does not need to be changed radically by globalisation.

We Irish, have regained our self confidence and self respect.  Varadkar’s time has already ended, he just doesn’t realise it yet and of course he may throw a few tantrums on the way out the door, but we have already dealt with his worst when he was at his absolute strongest in terms of support.  The WEF lieutenant has far less people willing to enable him now.  Ireland has had enough of this man.  We are sick of this great nation being treated like the world’s toilet so he can impress his overlords in Brussels and Davos.  We can all see you clearly now and it’s not going to work anymore.  We will not be silenced or cast aside in our own country.  We come first here and always will.  If people want to come here to work and make a better life for themselves then they will have to adapt to our ways, not the other way around.  The establishment know that the recent vote means so much more symbolically than it does literally.

Fianna Fáil are even beginning to get cold feet.  They are political cockroaches who would survive a nuclear holocaust because they have always - unlike Fine Gael - recognised one important fundamental and that is this; you can only ignore the will of the people for so long.  If the era of Varadkar can be broadly defined as anything, for me that is how I could encapsulate it best.  The blatant disregard for the will of the people.  A dictatorship in all but name.  Thankfully I do believe this is the beginning of the end for him.  The era of Varadkar is about to reach its conclusion.

(As I was proof reading this article, an article was sent to me from the Irish Independent that Varadkar would be stepping down, I didn’t think it would happen so quickly)