This article appeared in the Belfast Telegraph earlier this week and it tells the story of a guy called Fernando Murphy who sent ‘abominable’, derogatory messages via social media to an unnamed woman in Belfast as part of a lengthy campaign of abuse and persecution.
He was found guilty, in absentia, of persistently harassing the woman when he failed to turn up to court; a warrant has been issued for his arrest. The court was told that the woman had secured a restraining order against Fernando two years ago which he had ignored.
Presumably once apprehended he will be arraigned for sentencing.
The unfortunate woman at the receiving end of his abuse was not named in court although Fernando happens to be well known not just for his, ahem, political activity, but for his long standing, relationship – no longer ongoing (sadly for him, thankfully for her) – with Irish News reporter, Allison Morris. The pair are pictured at the bottom of this post, in happier days.
Good thing that Allison had the sense to kiss that guy goodbye! Right Allison? And all right thinking people will certainly hope that she was not the target of Fernando’s abuse.
Fernando and Allison in happier days
So far no new date has been set for the film’s screening, according to the director Sean Murray, and no reason has been given for RTE’s last minute decision. Any thoughts, folks?
An article by Dieter Reinisch on the reaction to the film and television documentary, ‘I, Dolours’ which appeared on the website ‘Writing The Troubles’: https://writingthetroublesweb.wordpress.com/2019/07/29/i-dolours/
Peter Sefton has some caustic comments to make about the PSNI’s new boss, one Simon Byrne, someone who avid readers of this blog will recall briefly appeared in the cross hairs of thebrokenelbow recently. Here is Peter’s take on the man, although my advice to him is simple – do not hold your breath:
Dear Reader! If you have ‘issues’ or are of a nervous disposition, go no further! Only a few weeks ago, Fat George, the NIO placeman/policeman, vacated his post and in came Simon Byrne. Thrusting, opinionated and unemployed, he was an ideal choice […]
via My Brief affair with Simon Byrne — seftonblog
Robert Mueller, whose testimony to two committees of the House of Representatives on the scandal enveloping Donald Trump this week dominated the headlines, took up his job as director of the FBI on September 4th, 2001, exactly a week before Al Qaeda took down the twin towers in Manhattan and blasted a huge hole in the side of the Pentagon in Washington DC.
The attacks on 911 were a massive indictment of America’s intelligence apparatus. Both the FBI and the CIA had missed clear signals that the attack was being prepared and compounded their folly by stubbornly refusing to share what intelligence they had.
It became Mueller’s task to rehabilitate the FBI (the CIA had their own way, to which the people of Iraq can attest) and the way he went about it reveals enough about the man and his value system to make his pathetic performance at Congress last week no surprise at all, except to those many US journalists who failed to do their homework on the man, or if they did, to ignore it.
I must admit I didn’t follow every twist and turn of the media coverage that followed Thursday’s debacle in Washington but I watched and read enough to notice that there was virtually no mention of how this sordid chapter in Mueller’s professional life marked him out as a government servant for whom no depth was too low if the end result suited the needs of his political masters and kept all his confreres in well paid, prestigious employment.
I’ll leave it to The Guardian’s Paul Harris to describe, in this November 2011 article, how Robert Mueller went about the job of rehabilitating the FBI, post 911, and why no-one should have been surprised at the man’s refusal to tell Congress the truth about what his investigation had unearthed about Donald Trump.
Enjoy – if that is the right word.
An academic article on the late LVF leader Billy Wright who was killed in the Maze prison by the INLA in 1997, written by a German student identified only by the initials ‘WL’.
The translation could be better but nonetheless this is an interesting piece tracing Wright’s politics and religion back to a more fundamental form of Free Presbyterianism – hence his long friendship with William McCrea and disillusionment with Ian Paisley.
Let me know if there any problems accessing the article.