My British Visit To The Lords & Commons. By Uncle Monty.

My British Visit To The Lords & Commons.

By Uncle Monty.

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Glorious things we have spoken of great British men and

women and momentous events that now stand so sadly stiff

and frozen inside the parliamentary edifice of the House

of Lords and House of Commons at the palatial

Palace of Westminster.

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As a broken and rudderless nation that we have become,

our glory is now completely dead. Our present is utterly

grim. And, our future is all but in ruins.

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We have gone from what was once a proud and mighty

All-British Nation to one of a crude and depressing and

deadly country of all-things all-immigrant and all-foreign

in character and in essence due entirely to our sworn

political enemies from within. Our once proud nation has

been debilitated and gutted by the hideous ilk of Anthony

Blair to the ever-morose Gordon Brown that represent

all the modern and evil curse that is All-New Labour and

All-New Britain. I detest all that I see of them and

what they have done and what they still may do

while they control The Palace of Westminister.
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Beyond that, if I cold have taken 10,000 photographs in-

side the Lords and Commons while visiting there - thanks

entirely to Simon Hughes, M.P. and Norman Baker M.P.

and Simon's able parliamentary assistant Jake Beavan - I

still could not have recorded every thing I saw from the

massive historical paintings to the huge glittering chan-

deliers with coronets to the life-size bronze statues of

ex-British prime ministers to the long carved oak wall

panelling to the red and green leather upholstered chairs

with the gold palace seal embossed on each one of them

to the rare period writing desks to the extraordinary

stained glass windows and to the numerous oil

portraits of the Kings and Queeens of England. No

photography, however, was permitted me inside the

chambers and the parliamentary interior save for the

reception area before being escorted around the palace.

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While seeing everything I saw made me quite proud,

it also made me truly sad to stand there inside the

British Parliament to know how far we have really

moved away from what we once was. Our present

history seems almost meaningless and empty

compared to where we have come from. We're

now so ghettoized and foreignized it's a crying

shame that makes England now so unEnglish!!

I detest that with all my heart and mind.

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There was so much to see durng such a short time span

of perhaps 90 minutes inside the Palace of Westminister,

that it was impossible to absorb its whole historic entity

and expanse and elegance in the mind's eye. My good guide

and gracious host was Eric Miller and whose presentation

was worthy and who was overwhelmingly British in his

persona -and in his speech and his in dress.

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This Is What You See At The The British Parliament

Today. Question: How Did We Ever Land Up Like This?

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Getting to visit inside the Palace of Westminster was

something akin to a fortress or seizure mentality with
submachine gun carrying Brit cops (shown above) ready

at every entrance and exist to the British Parliament.
It’s all rather pathetic really and a total overkill, although

not quite as gross as the U.S. Congress at Capital Hill at

where three or four parameter rings of Federal armed

security agents makes it almost impregnable for the

ordinary and uninvited American voter to casually visit

with their own U.S. Senator and/or elected Congress

memeber while at Washington, D.C. And like at the

White House, U.S. military personnel and FBI sharp-

shooters clutter the rooftops of The Capitol. There

is no democracy in state security. It feeds on itself

and expands arbitrarily to become more and more a

mindless law unto itself and at where false evidence

is oftentimes concocted to justify its killing presence.
Seizure mentality is always the friend of the secutity

goon squad, be they Limey or Yankee.

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No wonder a few weeks ago police CS gas was readily used

inside our British Parliament for the first time ever in all

its centuries of history at the Palace of Westminster to gas

and then quell some modern dunken and rowdy visitors.

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What I thought we had of about 560 Members of Parlia-

ment turns out to actually be 760 of them thesedays!!

All too many of them, however, seem to be more inter-

ested in what they can personally gain as members

than what they can give to the country and to truly

serve the people or constituents that elected them

for the life time of what every political party of the

day is in unaccountable power until they are forced

to come up for re-election in the UK. It's primarily a

free gravy train for many of the MPs of today who

have turned their elected position into an open bank

account for themselves at, of course, the expense

of the already over-taxed and oppressively

burdened British taxpayer.

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The culture of greed is all alive,

and very well, at the Palace of Westminster

like is it is among so many of those fly-by-night

financial creeps at The City and at London's Carney

Wharf and the Stock Exchange. As for the 760 MPs,

I wondered how they could all be crammed or fitted

into such small size chambers that I saw of the inside

of the Lords and the Commons. Perhaps they sit on each

other's lap? I guess, too, that when the palace was built

centuries ago, we perhaps had only about half of the

number of MPs then compared to what we now

have in these negative political times of dreadful

British New Labour and their venal henchmen. The

democratic idea that if we elect more representat-

ives of, and for, the people, that somehow we have

better representation in parliament of their concerns

and needs doesn't necessarily follow in reality. Like

the church, especially the Church of England, it in-

sists on appointing more and more bishops that

in reality only encumbers the church and neither

better represents the Anglican laity nor its clergy

any better than with fewer bishops at the reli-

gious helm. So the more MPs we have, it seems

to me, the more cumbersome becomes democracy

with all too many elected talking heads yakking

away over nothing or patting each other on their

stupid head. Too many cooks, spoil the broth,

yes? Not to mention the sheer cost and waste

of more of them, be they MPs or bishops or

cooks!! But even more expensive are those

who are elected crooks ...

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Uncle Monty w/guide Eric Miller.

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To get inside parliament, one must also pass though airport-style security and have one’s mugshot taken and your person searched. No public toilets are available to visitors until at least half way thru the guided tour that was conducted in my case by the before-mentioned urbane Eric Miller, who has only been doing such for the past three months. He’s a retired British civil servant, he told me. Thankfully, no mobile phones can be used during the Visitor Route and must be shut off. I only wish those God-damn and menacing cellphone users were ban everywhere. They invade my quiet space at every turn with every Tom, Dick and Harry armed with such electronic gadgets that now creates a nation of nameless zombies that forever talk and talk about nothing all day and every day from morning 'til night. I hope the Chinese military will one day zap all mobiles to make then absolutely useless for future generations. I hate all cellphones - period. I don't have any desire even to own one, let alone ever to use.

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My public note of many thanks to Simon Hughes, M.P. and Norman

Baker, M.P, along with Simon’s able parliamentary assistant Jake

Beavan, for sponsoring my memorable and first and British visit to

the palatial Lords and Commons. Without them, I would not have

seen inside parliament like I did. Again, thanks ever so much ...

I thoroughly enjoyed my visit thanks also to Eric Miller’s

insightful presentation of the history of the Palace

of Westminister. Thanks to you Eric, too ...

View of Big Ben and London Eye from inside UK Parliament.

Uncle Monty Leaving Parliament ...
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Truly, Uncle Monty.
Eve of May Day, 2oo9.
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Obama's First 100 Dayz. By Uncle Monty.

Obama's First 100 Dayz.

By Uncle Monty.

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Milo Yiannopoulos' book review of James Delingpole's

authorship of "Welcome To Obamaland," is a perfect

one to mark the first 100 dayz of America's Obama

Presidency. Here is the book review in question:

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"In his latest book, 'Welcome To Obamaland: I've Seen

Your Future, And It Doesn't Work,' James Delingpole

attempts to show how the mistakes Britain made in

electing (Tony) Blair are about to be repeated in the

USA. Obama, with his youth, personality and attractive

skin tone, is all the things Blair was in 1997 - and, like

Blair's, his tenure is destined for disaster."

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Milo Yiannopoulos' book review continues:

"This cautionary tale contrasts the preposterous adulation

showered on America's new president with the empty cham-

pagne bottles that littered the corridors of Broadcasting House

when Labour came to power. In his trademark, hilarious prose,

Delingpole harpoons the follies and frauds of the last 12 years of

Labour government, lamenting Britain's emergent culture of

laziness and shirked responsibilities, the shameless wastefulness

of our policymakers, the awful bureaucracy of the Nanny State

and the rapid erosion of our civil liberties. In each case, he

predicts similar social and economic catastrophes
for America under Obama."

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"According to James Delingpole, vote Labour or Democrat

'and your work is done: you have said all that needs to be

said about the kind of person you are. Nice. Well-meaning.'

The Left, he says, has somehow managed 'to persuade the

world that to be Right-wing is proof of moral deficiency'.

Worse, confessing that you are Right-wing implies

'that you are bad in bed, that you have no fashion sense,

that you have poor taste in music ... that you are not cool.'

But if being a conservative is hard, being rude about

(shudder) President Obama is practically impossible.

As a twentysomething, middle-class white male who finds

himself helpless in the face of liberal oppression, I am

grateful that one of Britain's most talented polemicists has

taken the "Messiah" to task. Delingpole has a gift for irreverent

mischief. In each case, he predicts similar social and economic

catastrophes for America under Obama. Stand by, he says, for

"wastage, incompetence, malpractice, mismanagement, cover-

ups, political correctness [and] criminal extravagance". Blair,

the "Belial-tongued Bambi", hoodwinked us by conflating

personality and politics. Sure, every politician does this -

that's how they get elected, Delingpole jokes - but Obama

and Blair belong to a singular class of style over substance,"
notes Yiannopoulos' review of Delingpole's book.
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"Their vapidity is not the real problem, though: it's "the smorgasbord of scuzzballs ... class warriors, eco-loons, single-issue rabble-rousers, malcontents and losers" that populate Leftie administrations. Accustomed only to the "light relief" afforded by occasional (American) shysters like John Murtha, Chuck Schumer, James Carville, Al Sharpton, Berney Frank and Henry Waxman, America is about to experience, as a daily reality, an administration of John Prescotts, Margaret Becketts, Peter Mandelsons and Jacqui Smiths. Consider the "ever more intrusive Nanny State full of ever more expensive government programmes that rob Peter to pay allegedly victimised Paul". Doesn't that seem utterly alien to American values? Yet that, according to Delingpole, is exactly what America has just voted for. I wonder what the hard-working folks of the Mid-West would make of Tower Block Tracey, her six kids and her £45,000-a-year in state benefits? What kind of wrongheaded policies create such people? And who is behind them? America, you're about to find out. Race warriors get short shrift: "The way to give ethnic minorities a better deal is not to give ethnic majorities a worse one." Obama may have been careful not to play the race card, but that won't stop the dreadful "affirmative action" crowd from giving unfair advantages to non-whites. The very philosophy of the Left is, in Delingpole's words, 'vile'. Restrictions on civil liberties and excessive law-making 'arise from a belief that people are intrinsically bad' - that their natural inclination is toward greed, corruption and prejudice."

So Milo Yiannopoulos' book review shows us what James Delingpole is predicting for America just like what the hideous Blairites have already done to create "Broken Little Britain" of today. Indeed, "Big Broken America" can already be seen by its ever-climbing rates of unemployment, homelessness, murderous crime, irreligiosity, gratuitious violence, deadly armed cops, and massive imprisonment of her citizens of over five million people nationwide. America seems, in some instances, to now reflect all that is negative about today's "Broken Britain" more than the other way around.
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"While the Left is superficially 'progressive, fair and kindly', its core beliefs are 'misanthropy, bullying and control'. Sound familiar? Excessive taxation, used to fund 'eye-wateringly expensive' and totally unnecessary government programmes, amounts to little more than 'legalised theft'. The most obvious reading of this book sees Delingpole sounding an urgent alarm over the Atlantic: we've seen what 12 years of Labour has done to Britain; let's not allow the same thing to happen to America. For the most part, the analogy rings true. But, in another way, this isn't really a book about Obama or the Democrats at all. It's a devastating critique of the Blair government and an uncompromising assessment of the mess it has left Britain in. It's a rallying cry, addressed to lovers of freedom everywhere; an On Liberty for the 21st century. And boy is it more fun to read than that old bore J S Mill. That it also serves as a warning to our friends across the pond is almost an aside. Delingpole himself admits that they're unlikely to listen until it's too late; until socialism has wrecked America like it broke Britain. From the glittering chapters on hunting and global warming that deftly smash the Left's poisonous received wisdoms to Delingpole's adorable self-deprecation, it's difficult to praise this book highly enough - though, to be fair, I have tried," closes Milo Yiannopoulos' book review.
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Whatever the first 100 days of Obama has or has not brought, it certainly has seen the nasty underbelly of the Obama family tree with one of his aunts being an illegal alien at America's Boston for years, a half brother called Samson Obama being barred from the UK, and while an ongoing African row over his Muslim grandmother allegedly being targeted to convert to Christianity. One thing is certain about Barack Obama is that issues of religious identification is going to dog him and his presidency from here on out. Many Yanks think Obama is a closet Muslim, while many Muslims think he is simply a Christian apologist. As for his strange family members, he cannot be blamed for them. Whatever relatives one may have for good or bad is not the fault of other relatives whether they're presidential or not. Obama also represents not only the racial and political divide, but also the cultural and religious divide that is America today. Because he was elected the first African-American to the Oval Office, it doesn't mean race relations are on the mend in the United States. In fact, Obama's election has simply pushed underground the white resentment and anger against him for becoming president. Politically, Obama is a ticking time bomb that will explode and polarise America like never before and with or without his armed Federal retinue of 200 U.S. Secret Service agents on around-the-clock security protection. Is Obama then the New Black Caesar of America? Religion-wise, he'll be viewed as trecherous by those who do not buy his claims of being a true Christian. Culturally, Obama is a subcultural black American abberation, whether we like it or not. His first 100 dayz is only a tiny blimp of the four years he has been elected to serve. Give him another year or two before we decide one way or another what Obama is really all about. Don't be surprised by whatever surprises he pulls on America. Remember: Barack Hussien Obama isn't all so swell! And, The Mullahs of Iran had better watch out for Obama who needs to prove to non-Muslims he's not a Muslim after all by attacking and bombing Shi'ite Iran with Israel ready to inflict its own revenge on war-ready Tehran. Let's now go to his half-brother Samson Obama -
"Obama's half-brother refused UK visa":

http://www.punditandpundette.com/2009/04/samson-obama.html
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Radical Muslims are confused about what and who Obama really is:
"Zawahri tells Muslims not to be fooled by Obama." By Inal Ersan.
www.alertnet.org/thenews/newsdesk/LK243156.htm
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While some American Catholics are up in arms at Obama being invited to give the Commencement Address at South Bend's Notre Dame University: "Hundreds Rally Against Notre Dame Obama Invite." By Katherine T. Phan, Christian Post Reporter.
http://www.christianpost.com/Education/General/2009/04/hundreds-rally-against-notre-dame-s-obama-invite-06/index.html
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American Right Wing News on Obama: http://rightwingnews.com/mt331/2009/04/obamas_first_100_days.php

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Her Majesty with tall Obama and his misses.
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"Christians accused of trying to convert Obama's Muslim granny Nairobi." (ENI) A row is simmering between the Seventh-Day Adventist Church in western Kenya and Muslims in the country over reported attempts to convert to Christianity Sarah Obama, the grandmother of U.S. President Barack Obama. "We had invited her to grace our meeting in Kisumu which was to mark the end of a three-week convention, but although she had prepared, she did not attend," Lewis Ondiek, SDAcentral Nyanza executive director, told Ecumenical News International. Source: Ecumenical News International News Highlights, 23 April 2009.
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And if Obama didn't need to upset his New York followers, then the photo op over the "sacred" ground zero at The Big Apple most certainly did:

"Obama plane photo op startles New Yorkers."
By Daniel Trotta.
http://www.reuters.com/article/newsOne/idUSTRE53Q3S820090427

"Terrorists Moving From Afghan Border to Africa"
Officials say extremists leaving Afghan border are finding safe havens in East Africa.

By Lolita C. Baldor, Associated Press Writer. WASHINGTON April 28, 2009 (AP)
http://abcnews.go.com/Politics/wireStory?id=7445461

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With Obama's 100th day now marked, I can take or leave him but I still find an unease about him politically and racially although not his charismatic and photogenic personality per se. I really don't know what to believe or disbelieve about him since his meteorical rise on the world political stage. So now stay tune everybody for more unfolding events of the Obama Presidency at home and abroad ...

Now, Take A Look Inside the U.S. President’s Airplane:
http://blogs.reuters.com/photo/2009/03/06/welcome-aboard-air-force-one/
"Larry Downing is a Reuters senior staff photographer assigned to the
White House. He shares that duty with three other staff photographers.
He has lived in Washington since 1977 and has been assigned to cover
the White House, including flying aboard Air Force One, since 1978.
Obama is the sixth US president Larry has photographed."

Questioningly, Uncle Monty. +Vigil of Sts. Philip & James, Apostles.

^ My upfront photoshot of London Mayor Boris Johnson ^

"Our Good Two-Legged Mayor." By Uncle Monty to come shortly.
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Beyond Letterfack. By Uncle Monty.

Beyond Letterfrack.

By Uncle Monty.

Photos By Alex Albion.

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Part 2 of 2.

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Necrophilia and satanic rites, among some of the Irish

Christian Brothers, may help to explain the unexplainable

and bizzare deaths of some of the now revised and upward

death figures from 77 to 99 underage boys who strangely

met their early earthly end under the vice of their

imposed shackled lives at the truly evil Letterfrack

Industrial School for Boys that is located some 110

kilometers north-west of Galway, Ireland.

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The discovery of the corpse of a even a four year-

old boy at an unmarked burial spot at the school gate

also raises serious suspicions of possible necrophilia

and satanic rituals at the now closed Roman Catholic

reform school durng its more than 85 years exist-

ence under the sole control of the Irish Christian

Brother of the Emerald Isle.

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No wonder I thought for a moment that the Letterfrack

Industrial School graveyard had the stench and feeling

of a small Irish necropolis. Neophytes to the Order of the
Christian Brothers may have been primarily attracted to

Letterfrack to practise such proclivities and aside from

their warped homosexual sadism and masochism toward

hapless boys in their sickening care at Letterfrack:

The Irish Gulag.
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And what in heaven's name is any four year old child doing

in an Irish reform school, pray may I ask? Let alone being

possibly murdered at such a ‘Christian’ institition without

even a death certificate being recorded in the child’s now

anonymous life and nameless name under the dirty hands

of such unclean and irreligious Catholic Brothers of Ireland.
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Dead and murdered Letterfrack boy inmates are ideal

non-witnesses against ever opening their honest mouth in

public and/or in court against the sick, perverted, and ly-

ing Irish Christian Brothers, know aren’t they? You bet!!.

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Beyond Letterfrack: An Irish Wedding at Galway.

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As for James, age 74, the retired Irish civil servant, who I

first met at the graveyard, he expressed no sorrow whatsoever

about the death of the boys and even hinted that the allegations

of abuse against the Christian Brothers was probably fabricated

against them by those seeking monetary compensation either

from the Church and/or Irish government. His only concern

was that the dead lads had been given the proper Christian

burial rites and a proper Catholic internment. I asked James

directly, who refused to tell me his surname, if he was a retired

Catholic priest? He said he was not and that’s when he told me
he was a retired civil servant based at Dublin and now fully

retired at Galway. When I asked him why he was visiting

the Letterfrack Industrial School graveyard, he pointedly ig-

nored my question. Although I had photographed him as he

was wondering about the almost demonic cemetery, I asked

him later if I could get an upfront photoshot of him. He said

no. I saw James abit later when I had delicious roast Irish

ducking for my hungry lunch at Letterfrack’s Bard’s Den as

he sat outside across the street sipping refreshments at
sunny Molly’s. He then pretended not to see me!!
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Beyond Letterfack: Oh Connemara!!

As for Shaun, the Letterfrack-born house painter, he couldn’t have been more friendly and openly helpful toward me than he was. When he told me about the All-Boy graveyard at Letterfrack, I almost fell thru the floor since I had never expected to hear about such let alone even gave a thought that such a terrible graveyard even existed. He told me how to find it and I found it exactly as Shaun had described it to me. He also felt that the Irish Christian Brothers should be barred or disband by The Vatican from doing any future Catholic ministry among children of any kind. A healthy and married Cathloic man in his early 50’s, Shaun was surprised about my interest in the Letterfrack Industrial School for Boys. I told him of how I had first learned of Letterfrack years ago in America from a guy who had survived the tyranny of Letterfrack when he was only a mere boy of 13 or 14 in 1968-69, I think the guy said. Ever since, I had hoped that one day I could go to Letterfrack and learn alot more about the horror and outrage committed by such men of the “Catholic cloth.” Finally, I was able to do so by going to Ireland during Easter Week to lay my Anglican eyes on Letterfrack for the first time. It was then a kind of personal carthesis for me. Please, don't ask me why!

Beyond Letterfrack: Father O'Hannan at Cork.
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As I stood nonplus at the inmate cemetery, I thought alot about that young Irish man I had first met years ago at the Boston prison reform conference and wondered how he was and at where he maybe today. I hope he has prospered and done well in America after what happened to him in his own beloved country of the Emerald Isle. Even better, if he should by chance come across this simple blog story of mine that he will remember back to Boston and decide to write to me so that I know at least he is still well and alive to tell the true inside story of the diabolical, infamous, and lecherous Letterfrack Industrial School.

Beyond Letterfrack: Galway Fortune Teller.
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Today, one would not guess from the nicely-painted exterior and well-restored school buildings that for more than eight long decades it was where some 100 - minus one - young lads had their lives taken away from them by their own “Christian” and Irish Brothers. It's appalling to even think that such could have happened. The danger is it could continue to happen else where in Ireland, even at this very day, despite all the public awareness and vigilance of such wretched religious brothers.

Beyond Letterfrack: Galway's Pump Lane.
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The Galway Independent -carried a news story by Marie Madden on the very day I first arrived at Galway about The Haynes Report and the “horrific abuse” and sexual molestation by another Catholic religious order called the Brothers of Charity against 21 pupils at The Holy Family School and Kilcornan Residential Center at Galway between 1965 to 1998. It was the first time I had actually heard of the Brothers of Charity, unlike the Irish Christian Brothers that I had first heard about perhaps more than 35 years ago in America.

So after an 8 year delay, The Haynes Report was finally released the day before I got to Galway and the problem of out and out abuse by the same Brothers of Charity “could still happen today,” noted the news headline on page 4 of the Galway daily. When I purchased and read The Irish Catholic weekly later in the day, it, too, carried the same story of The Haynes Report. But it, however, devoted a meagre 110 words to the report did TIC, while Marie Madden of the Galway Independent -wrote over 450 words in her news piece. I thought such news reporting, or lack of it, was quite telling of how the secular and church media presented the same story on The Haynes Report and the never-ending problem of morally-renegade priests and brothers who will NOT keep their filthy and abusive hands off innocent children placed in their religious and residential care. It matters absolutely nothing to me whatever the religion or denomination or creed or nationaliy maybe of such sex fiends and perpetrators against such hapless children. I will roundly and equally condemn them be they Protestant or Anglican like me or Catholic or Muslim or Jewish or anything in between. One's religion and faith cannot excuse such gross physical and sexual violations against, for example, those captive reform school lads at Letterfrack. Nor does it particularly matter if such carers are religious or lay or governmental. Although, we should expect religious carers to be especially mindful of their sacred role and high position when caring for their young people. What frequently happened at the Letterfrack Industrial School, it seems to me, was also tanamount to the daily "Soul Murder" of such youngsters by the Irish Christian Brothers and aside from the actual physical murder of boys committed by them at the school from 1887 to 1974.
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Beyond Letterfrack: Cork's WWII War Memorial.
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So is it, therefore, possible that necrophilia and satanic rites

was present and practised at sometime by some of the Irish

Christian Brothers at the Letterfrack Industrial School for

Boys? The answer to that dreadful question is that almost

anything was possible in such a bizarre, tyrannical, and

isolated environment that was Letterfrack for years upon

years. Such allowed almost any kind of whim and perversion

from homosexual gratification, penal-like floggings, and ar-

bitrary punishments and even possibly satanic rituals by

the Christian Brothers on their child victims. It doesn't

take much to go from the sublime to the ridiculous in

such an environment of engendered extremes.

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So "yes" it is possible that some of the boys became

sacrificial objects to fulfill whatever the demonic and

satanic needs may have been of certain religious

brothers at Letterfrack. A four year male is a perfect

victim to meet such an hideous and satanic excercise

of devil worshipping and witchcraft, I believe. That's

why, I suspect, that the four year old buried child

found in an unmarked burial spot at the Letterfrack

reform school gate may have died by satanic rites

or by demonic witchcraft ... I base this entirely on

my gut feelings that such could have happened.

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Sacerdotally, it should also be remembered

that the Catholic ordained - including the

Christian Brothers - are imbued with sacrificial

functions and supernatural powers that claim

excessive authority for the priesthood. Under

certain circumstances as perverse as Letterfrack,

it is quite possible, in my candid opinion, that some

of those dead lads may have indeed become sac-

rificial objects that resulted in their macabre and

strange deaths between the age of four to sixteen

years old at the vicious and perverted hands

of the Irish Christian Brothers. The darkest

side of the priesthood is oftentimes more

sacrilegious and demonic than sacred and

holy. Thus, I rest my case!!

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And, I also now conclude my full story here of

"Beyond Letterfack" that is part two of my two

part series on the horror of what was going on in

Catholic Ireland for donkey's years with nobody

willing to open their mouth or take immediate steps

to stop such institutional abuse and sex crimes

against their own poor and vunerable children

of the lovely Emerald Isle.
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Beyond Letterfrack:

A Black Irishman at Cork.

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Brutally honest, Uncle Monty.

+Peter Chanel, Anglican Martyr, 2oo9.
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:: UPDATE ::

By chance, I finally got to personally meet and photograph

London's Mayor Boris Johnson, the Old Etonian that he is,

in person at England's Covent Garden on Monday morning.

He arrived on his own bike and left exactly the same way!

Boris came to launch the £1 Million Campaign entitled

"London West End." I'll tell you more about that once I

have gotten my Obama story online; my story of my

impressive visit to the Lords and Commons, and

also one about ANZAC DAY. There's never a

dull moment, day by day, for me ...

Your's, Uncle Monty. +St. William, 2oo9.

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Sidebar on The Gulag of Letterfrack. By Andrew Simon Brennan.

Sidebar on The Gulag of Letterfrack.

By Andrew Simon Brennan.

Edited By Uncle Monty.

Photos By Alex Albion.
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One of the stories that the (Irish) 'Christian Brothers' put

out - relatively recently - about the children in Letterfrack

was that they'd impaled a bull on the railings in Letterfrack!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MKeeud20QB4

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That same organisation also called the children : >

'Children of Ne'er Do Wells' at the Child Abuse Commission

[ http://www.childabusecommission.ie/ ] who's report

is due to be published at the end of May this year.

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Hopefully the report will finish them once and for all.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MXpTi57Wmns
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http://the-knitter.blogspot.com/

http://letterfrack.blogspot.com/

http://evidenceagainst.blogspot.com/

http://ferryhouse-clonmel.blogspot.com/

Andrew Simon Brennan's
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Eire's "Downtown" Letterfrack!!

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:: Current Notes By Uncle Monty ::

Since getting back from lovely Ireland last Tuesday, I

have not had anytime to spare with something every day

for busy me to do. Two of the most important days was first

the parliamentary sponsorship of me by Simon Hughes, M.P.

and co-hosted by Norman Baker, M.P. to visit inside the

House of Lords and the House of Commons. Both the Lords

and the Commons were absolutely palatial to me. I will, of

course, have a story in due course about my first and un-

forgettable adventure inside the hallowed chambers of

British political power!! Below is the photo of me with the

Commons Bobby with us both having abit of good laugh at

the manned and armed gates to the English parliament it-

self under Big Ben ... He thought, did the Bobby, that I

was a newly-elected Member of Parliament! Well,

I never! Okay, give me the money first for

my second home at least!!
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Then the second important one was to attend the

5.00am ANZAC DAY Dawn Service that was something

both very special and very splendid for me along with

perhaps 3.500 or more mostly Aussies and Kiwis present

to mark the historical military events and battles of the

Australian and New Zealand Army Corps (ANZAC).
http://www.awm.gov.au/commemoration/anzac/anzac_tradition.asp

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Here at my little blog, I will also write a short piece

on ANZAC DAY that is held annually at the Australian

War Memorial located at London's Hyde Park Corner.
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Quiet Moments At The Dawn Service of ANZAC DAY

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As for Part 2 of 2 of my Letterfrack story -

"Part 2: Beyond Letterfrack" - that should be ready

quite soon. But, I thought Andrew Simon Brennan's

very short piece needed first to be presented to my

global blog readership before I conclude my own

two-part series on the evil Letterfrack Industrial

School for Irish Boys from 1887 to 1974.

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With humble grace, Uncle Monty.

+Eve of the 2nd Sunday after Easter, 2oo9.
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LETTERFRACK: The Irish Gulag. By Uncle Monty.

LETTERFRACK: The Irish Gulag.

Letterfrack Story By Uncle Monty.

Letterfrack Photos By Alex Albion.

Part One of Two.

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Lovely little yellow buttercups and bluebells in full

Springtime bloom densely marked the earthy and

grassy pathway to the tucked away inmate cemetery

of the Letterfract Industrial School for Boys that was

guarded only by two small rusting black iron gates with

a small metal cross on each one of them at day noon.

~~~
The second gate gave full view to the strange and sad

graveyard that had belatedly been erected years later in

memory of those 8 to 16 year old Irish lads that had died

at the savage and murderous hands of the wicked Irish

Christian Brothers from 1887 to 1974.

~~~
Small black marble heart-shaped burial markers en-

graved the names, ages, and dates of death of each of

 the young lads that had, for various reasons, been put

 in care of such a Letterfrack brotherhood and religious

order of Holy Cathoilc Church of Free Eire. Some of

the buried dead lads, however, had no given age for

 nobody knew their actual birthday or even when

 or where they were actually born in Ireland.

 So their burial marker simply stated: 

"Died A Very Young Boy."

~~~

The All-Irish Boy Cemetery was to me clear evidence of

what I can only call: “LETTERFRACK: The Irish Gulag”.
For that was what the Industrial School of Letterfrack

had become – a kind of brutal Sovietique gulag for the

poorest, for the most unloved, and for the rejected

and unwanted young lads of Catholic Ireland.
~~
As I then silently stood and angrily gazed upon the

isolated graveyard, I felt cold shivers running down

my Anglican back in fully realising now the true horror

and utter brutality that had been inflicted on at least 77

suspected murdered boys. They now laid quietly buried,

and almost forgotten, at the somewhat bizarre and

macabre Catholic graveyard all because of what the

Irish Religious Brothers had done to them at the

evil Letterfrack Industrial School.

~~~

Housing upto 100 detained and captive boys, from 7 to

17 years of age, the reform school it seems was also for

years upon years a kind of hidden and active homosexual

haven for adult male perverts or paedophiles of the

religious kind. Christian Brothers they were by name

and by dress and by seminary training, but by practise

totally unChristian and unGodly were many of them.

“An ape is an ape, even though dressed in scarlet,” noted

Shakespeare. The same is true of those dressed as Irish

Christian Brothers at Letterfrack, it seems to me, for

they were apish apes for the most part and not truly

Christian men of good Catholic virtue and high praise.

Apes, after all, shouldn't be allowed to work with vuner-

able children placed in so-called "care and protection"

by The Church and Republic of Ireland.
~~~
Roadside Entrance To The Letter-

frack Industrial School Graveyard.

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Finally, in 1974, after intense public scandal and wide-

spread national publicity, Ireland’s own Archbishop Joseph

Cunnane of Tuam placed the whole estate of the Letterfrack

Industrial School up for sale. The remaining boys and

brothers then vacated the school that had been in

existence for over 85 years of physical and sexual

abuse against the hapless boys who had been sent to

the industrial school for street begging, for being home-

less, for being orphaned, or for having committed petty

crime or for simply running away from home.

~~~

It also appears that dysfunctional and illiterate

Irish parents oftentimes signed away their under-

age sons and/or daughters to the predatory and

sex wolves of the Irish Christian Brotherhood

without being aware of the cruel fate that would

await such marginalised youngsters once they

entered the likes of the Letterfrack Industrial

School. For some, the graveyard awaited them.

~~~

In collusion with the Catholic Church was the

Irish Garda (Police), too, who enjoyed the un-

healthy and unquestioning privilege of sending

unwanted or troubled boys and girls to such in-

dustrial (reform) schools all across the Republic

of Ireland with little or no safeguards for those

children once sent by the Garda under court

order to such brutal and menacing Church-

run juvenile institutions. The more kids they

sent, the more taxpayers money from the

government entered the coffers of both the

Church and the Garda based on the number

of kids placed in reform school care.

~~~
Letterfrack, however, led the way beyond

all the other industrial schools for its sheer

brutality and gross sex crimes against those

Irish lads abandoned forever to its wicked care.

Years later, a few of the Christian Brothers

were given short and token prison sentences

but most of them escaped from judicial punish-

ment for the murderous and abusive crimes

they had for years committed so brazenly

against Eire's poorest of poor children.

~~~

In 2002, Cardinal Desmond Connell himself, then

the Primate of All-Ireland and Archbishop of Dublin,

visited those convicted and imprisoned Letterfrack

Brothers. Such created vexation and strong criticism

among those representing the victims of abuse.

They felt the Cardinal had "not met the needs of

(the) victims." While that may be very true, I

think His Eminence, the Cardinal, was absolutely

right to visit his own imprisoned priests no matter

how terrible and criminal was their crimes against

children. The Joseph Pyke Research Trust repre-

sents the Letterfrack victims and it has repeatedly

called for a public inquiry, and rightly so, into the

diabolical deaths at the Letterfrack Industrial School.

http://www.irishtimes.com/newspaper/ireland/2002/1031/1033174067922.html

~~~

I only wish the good Cardinal had seen fit to have also

visited the same graveyard that I did to see with his

own Catholic eyes the evidence of the mindless deaths

of those young lads that had been almost certainly

murdered, and definitely brutalized before their

deaths, and then unashamedly buried by the wicked

and cunning mindset of the Letterfrack Christian

Brothers in broad daylight.

~~~

All was ignored then for years of what

was really going on as calculated steps were

obviously taken by the religious brotherhood to

hide the true horror and gravity of their constant

physical and sex crimes against the industrial

school boys in their care from public discovery

and media inquiry. They became a law unto them

selves and immuned from criminal prosecution

due also then to the conspiracy of silence between

the brotherhood and the civil authorities that didn't

want to rock the boat against the Catholic priest-

hood or felt the reform school boys even

"deserved the treatment they got!!"

~~~

At last, however, the devastating and hideous

Letterfrack story broke wide open in 1974. But,

alas, it was too late for those 77 dead boys I counted,

grave by grave, at their quiet and unfancy graveyard

just a stone's throw from the Letterfrack Industrial

School that had existed in utter social isolation for

decades by the sheer location and geography of the

community of Letterfrack itself that even today sees

only a bare population of less the 500 local residents.

Such was an ideal and secure place and cover for the

consuming tyranny and perverted sex drive and

skewed paedophile appetite of many of those Irish

Christian Brothers. Especially, going back to many

years ago from the late 19th century thru to the

mid-1960's when Letterfrack was clearly off the

beaten track for many from the outside world. It

still relatively is, even today, for there is only one

bus a week that goes there from Galway some

110 kilometers south east of Letterfrack. Some

maps don't even show where the place is ...

~~~

Ironically, it is amazing how such a small village

could produce one of Ireland's biggest ever priestly

abuse and sex scandals that it did. And, the Letter-

frack scandal is still reverberating to this very day

all across the Emerald Isle even after 35 years since

the Industrial School was forced to shut down and

at where most of the estate was later sold to the

Irish Government Office of Public Works in 1976.
~~~
In Part Two - entitled "Beyond Letterfrack" - I will tell

you briefly about James (who wouldn't give me his last

name) that I unexpectedly encountered at the Letterfrack

Industrial School cemetery just minutes after I got there

myself. He said he was age 74 and a retired Irish civil

servant at Dublin and now in retirement at Galway.

Also, I will tell you abit of how I came to find the Letter-

frack All-Boys' Graveyard thanks only to bumping into

a house painter called Shaun, who told me how to find

it and who is from Letterfrack himself and who knew

many of the sordid details of what had been going

on at his local industrial school. Without Shaun's

friendly help and open information, it is doubtful that

my visit to Letterfrack would have been as worthwhile

and as revealing has it was. Local information is usually

the best key. So more coming soon , with more photos,

on "LETTERFRACK: The Irish Gulag."
~~~
Truly, Uncle Monty.

+Day After Her Majesty's 83rd Birthday, 2oo9.

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:: UPDATE ::

http://letterfrack.blogspot.com/

Thank you "anonymous" for sending the blogspot

on Letterfrack. I was unaware of it until you wrote

to tell me. It pleases me to add it here to my own

blog story on The Irish Gulag. So thankz ever

so much, again!! Your's, Uncle Monty.

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