Bloody Sunday

So 38 years later and after 200 million pounds of taxpayers money has been spent, the expected rigged verdict is finally in and now the soldiers who were involved will be hung out to dry by the Army and the Establishment. I am not surprised, anyone who knows how the system works as always known this would be the end result.

Now as someone who served in Northern Ireland between 1969 and 1976 I can tell you this, it was not a fun place to be for a serviceman. In fact it was no fun for anyone there at that time. It was a war zone and that war was being conducted against the people of Northern Ireland (both Catholics and Protestants) by the vicious, baby murdering bastards of the IRA led by the likes of the evil pieces of scum Gerry Adams and Martin McGuinness. Both of them are kidnappers, torturers and killers in my opinion.

Prior to this event, the IRA ruled over the Catholics with a rod of iron. Knee capping those in their areas who did not show "enough" support for their marxist agenda. The IRA were never about Nationalism. They were then and are now global marxists.

Whether it was tar and feathering catholic girls, before tying them to lamposts for speaking to British Soldiers or threatening to kill and sometimes actually killing the parents who refused to send their children to throw stones at the British soldiers when ordered to by local commanders of the terror organisation. The IRA was as evil to their own as they were to those they were fighting against and I curse everyone of them and given the opportunity, I would have had no compunction about shooting any of them dead.

Everywhere in Londonderry, Belfast and other parts of Ulster, walls were covered in slogans and murals showing the affiliation of that area. In Belfast they had places like the Short Strand, Divis Flats and The Falls and we (I consider Ulstermen my brothers) had places like the Shankhill. The atmosphere was electric - especially if you were in the forces.

Seventeen year old British Soldiers had been kidnapped and murdered - they changed the law so they would have to be 18 to go and die and I would often drink with young soldiers celebrating their 18th birthday on the Stranraer to Belfast ferry. Soldiers had been kidnapped and tortured to death and their remains fed to pigs.

IRA snipers were everywhere and unless you have stood by a Sangar and wondered whether your head is framed in the cross hairs of a sniper scope and cursing your imagination, you do not know what it felt like to be a serviceman serving the Crown in Ulster and how it would affect your reactions to danger.


The horrific murders of the two corporals (who done a job similar to my own) who were dragged from their car, stripped naked, beaten to pulps before being shot to death still haunts me. There but for the grace of God go I. I could write more about the horrors faced by our soldiers but you get the picture.

So when the Support Company of the Parachute Regiment came under attack by a mob of missile throwing, nail bomb throwing young men, then the nerves of the young soldiers must have been stretched to breaking point and so when shots rang out (Martin McGuinness was armed with a Thompson sub machine gun that day) they were damned if they fired and perhaps dead if they did not.

The grovelling apology by Cameron cuts no ice with me, especially the day after reading that another two soldiers have been killed in Afganistan.

“On behalf of the Government, indeed on behalf of our country, I am deeply sorry.”

So do not apologise for me Cameron because I for one, if placed in the same situation as those solders of Support Company would have done exactly the same when faced by a mob that would tear me limb from limb if allowed to close with me.

Now the marxists have had their victory - just pay them off. You call them dead martyrs and victims and I call them dead terrorists.

Hat Tip G/A