Isn’t it time we saw a photo of P O’Neill?
This was a vintage IRA performance, from start to finish. Made all the more riveting by the fact that they themselves never even put in a personal appearance, allegedly. Not even in the ephemeral persona of P O’Neill.
A bravura performance, lads. Or do we mean girls? Or perhaps a chimera, or some figment of our imagination? We just don’t know.
And Gerry Adams is not about to enlighten us. Instead, we are asked to accept, as an article of faith, that Gerry and Martin went cap in hand to some mysterious IRA middlemen who explained to them in detail that the IRA leadership, whoever they should be, were all set to decommission every last ounce of Semtex, but were so offended by the intemperate words of the Rev Ian Paisley that they decided to go fishing instead.
Now, I ask you, who do you believe in the recesses of your heart? Whose photo would you like to see grace the front pages of the world’s newspapers ... that of Mr Paisley, or that of the IRA leadership? Exactly.
Regrettably, the IRA don’t do photos. It could be humiliating, don’t you know.
Richard Dowling
Patrick Street
Mountrath
Co Laois
