I'm fascinated by the whole concept of snake handling. When you read about the Pentecostal snake handlers, what strikes you the most is their commitment
- Lucinda Williams



In the wake of last evening’s TV3 documentary Sinn Fein Who Are They?, Danny Morrison has once again sought to use the internet as an Agency of Influence. Not for the first time I have been labelled a tout by this close colleague of Freddie Scappaticci from back in the days when the IRA's Security Department was busy securing British interests. With Dolours PriceBrendan Hughes having previously been smeared by this reptilian revisionist I, happily, am in good company. 
"Of course, I have defended myself through rebuttals on my own website, but the magnitude and frequency of the attacks require such energy that one is left drained." 
Rather than summon up the energy to write anything new about it, a quick rummage in the Forgot About Folder pulled this piece out. It was initially drafted in February 2012 in response to some nonsense Morrison had penned for the Irish News, but like so much else it slipped off the radar. Without any further dusting needed, here it is.

It is hard not to have some sympathy for Danny Morrison. Flayed alive in the hunger strike controversy, he keeps slithering back in the vain hope that if he can only land one blow, somebody, sometime, somewhere is bound to believe him about something. He has only to be right once but we still wait, like winter solstice seekers, that elusive moment. The title of his semiautobiographical novel The Wrong Man is just about the sum total of his fortunes in the accuracy game.

He applies with determined ineptitude the same lack of dexterity when handling Boston College documentation as he does papers referring to the hunger strike. It is now a matter of public record how immensely destructive he has been of his own narrative on 1981. He is a great ally to have, so long as he is not on your side.

Boston College’s oral history project was the catalyst for his latest fall from grace. His version of history has been rubbished and he may harbour fears of worse to come. Perhaps resentment at being caught out is what fuels his antipathy towards the oral archive and prompts him to argue the case on behalf of the British police as they attempt to seize it.

The interviewees far from being incensed at either myself or Ed Moloney direct their hostility at Boston College for giving assurances it proved unwilling to stand over and for pulling out of the legal battle against the British police.

If the people described as ‘gullible interviewees’ face arrest it will be at the hands of the same armed British police force that Morrison supports. That it is in a position to arrest anybody for republican activity conducted during the IRA’s armed campaign is courtesy of the policing arrangement endorsed by Morrison. Maybe we should all be resentful of that. Strangely, the British police force involved in seeking the archive has thus far escaped Morrison’s baleful glare as he with great deference accepts his Ich bin ein Londoner status.

Whatever the outcome of the battle with the British police that myself and Ed Moloney are currently engaged in we will persist in our commitment to those we seek to protect. As one of them said today they know we will not do to them as a snake did to the hunger strikers.

As for threats to my safety, maybe Morrison is right. But it would be a first in his extended career as the Wrong Man. The British police in seeking to transform into evidence what Judge Young in a Boston court described as ‘a bona fide academic exercise of considerable intellectual matter’ substantially enhances the risk. Meanwhile, Morrison has sought to poison the well by accusing the people involved in the oral history project of ‘touting.’

While acquitted on appeal Morrison, as one of the people familiar with events at the ‘Sandy House’, has some knowledge of what may befall people that he seeks to label informers. And as innocent as he might claim to be, I doubt if I will accept an offer from him to attend a press conference.


Cartoons by Brian Mór


Snakeknife

I'm fascinated by the whole concept of snake handling. When you read about the Pentecostal snake handlers, what strikes you the most is their commitment
- Lucinda Williams



In the wake of last evening’s TV3 documentary Sinn Fein Who Are They?, Danny Morrison has once again sought to use the internet as an Agency of Influence. Not for the first time I have been labelled a tout by this close colleague of Freddie Scappaticci from back in the days when the IRA's Security Department was busy securing British interests. With Dolours PriceBrendan Hughes having previously been smeared by this reptilian revisionist I, happily, am in good company. 
"Of course, I have defended myself through rebuttals on my own website, but the magnitude and frequency of the attacks require such energy that one is left drained." 
Rather than summon up the energy to write anything new about it, a quick rummage in the Forgot About Folder pulled this piece out. It was initially drafted in February 2012 in response to some nonsense Morrison had penned for the Irish News, but like so much else it slipped off the radar. Without any further dusting needed, here it is.

It is hard not to have some sympathy for Danny Morrison. Flayed alive in the hunger strike controversy, he keeps slithering back in the vain hope that if he can only land one blow, somebody, sometime, somewhere is bound to believe him about something. He has only to be right once but we still wait, like winter solstice seekers, that elusive moment. The title of his semiautobiographical novel The Wrong Man is just about the sum total of his fortunes in the accuracy game.

He applies with determined ineptitude the same lack of dexterity when handling Boston College documentation as he does papers referring to the hunger strike. It is now a matter of public record how immensely destructive he has been of his own narrative on 1981. He is a great ally to have, so long as he is not on your side.

Boston College’s oral history project was the catalyst for his latest fall from grace. His version of history has been rubbished and he may harbour fears of worse to come. Perhaps resentment at being caught out is what fuels his antipathy towards the oral archive and prompts him to argue the case on behalf of the British police as they attempt to seize it.

The interviewees far from being incensed at either myself or Ed Moloney direct their hostility at Boston College for giving assurances it proved unwilling to stand over and for pulling out of the legal battle against the British police.

If the people described as ‘gullible interviewees’ face arrest it will be at the hands of the same armed British police force that Morrison supports. That it is in a position to arrest anybody for republican activity conducted during the IRA’s armed campaign is courtesy of the policing arrangement endorsed by Morrison. Maybe we should all be resentful of that. Strangely, the British police force involved in seeking the archive has thus far escaped Morrison’s baleful glare as he with great deference accepts his Ich bin ein Londoner status.

Whatever the outcome of the battle with the British police that myself and Ed Moloney are currently engaged in we will persist in our commitment to those we seek to protect. As one of them said today they know we will not do to them as a snake did to the hunger strikers.

As for threats to my safety, maybe Morrison is right. But it would be a first in his extended career as the Wrong Man. The British police in seeking to transform into evidence what Judge Young in a Boston court described as ‘a bona fide academic exercise of considerable intellectual matter’ substantially enhances the risk. Meanwhile, Morrison has sought to poison the well by accusing the people involved in the oral history project of ‘touting.’

While acquitted on appeal Morrison, as one of the people familiar with events at the ‘Sandy House’, has some knowledge of what may befall people that he seeks to label informers. And as innocent as he might claim to be, I doubt if I will accept an offer from him to attend a press conference.


Cartoons by Brian Mór


12 comments:

  1. Your acerbic pen at its best. Poor Danny is a lightweight in the contest.

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  2. Nice summary of a not very nice man. Great cartoons. Brian Mor sadly missed.

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  3. Alec,

    were we really that stupid (Hodgie parodied it well last night) that we ever allowed ourselves to be moulded by the like?

    Rory,

    Brian was the best at what he did. Missed indeed.

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  4. Mackers,
    Scappiticci was aloud a total amnesty as was Roy Mc Shane, yet they call other people touts.
    What scappiticci got away with was quite phenomenal. Hucker confronted Mc Shane and he was told he was getting reported. Seriously !
    The IRA were quite happy to let this Spy/ Executioner carry on with his life .
    If that doesn't sum them up what does?

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  5. Mackers, the hard and painful answer to that has to be, Yes.

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  6. What Gerard Hodgins said last night about 'Were we really that stupid....'. I don't think former provisionals were stupid. Most (form reading books, sites like this etc), members of the Provisional IRA were simply lied to.

    Kinda like being married for 20/30 years and one day you discover that your other half was cheating on you and planning to divorce you etc. without as much as a 'Dear John'.

    I do believe that anyone involved within the PRM until at least 1998 is owed an explanation. But I don't think one will be forth coming.

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  7. Nuala,

    I am not surprised about Hucker's experience. They covered for Scap when he was outed in 2003. I was told by Juice they knew about him for years. Others confirmed it. Yet they covered for him and attacked those who criticised him.

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  8. Mackers,
    Hucker was confronting him daily on the road and Mc Shane was saying, if you keep this up your in 'shit street'
    At this stage Roy was still walking in and out of the Sinn Fein Centre practically everyday.
    Scapp was also allowed to go about his business vertically unhindered and he was perhaps one of their most lethal informers.
    Total madness and it defies belief.

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  9. Nuala,

    the one conclusion we are pushed to is that the thing seems to have ended up rotten to the core. I remember they were calling for a mob to picket our home and calling for a solicitor for Scap. And the ATN allowed Scap to accuse me of mixing it over him. You could not have made it up.

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  10. Frankie,

    but Hodgie very much has a point when he refers to the undefeated army crowd. That is mega stupidity on call.

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  11. I meant to say virtually unhindered, but of course he was vertically unhindered as unlike others he remains that way today.

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  12. The Stakeknife book is on sale for 4.99 in bargain books at castlecourt. I got the kindle version months ago and it is a good read.

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