At least one out of five Irish boys and one out of three Irish girls in British Occupied Ireland will be abused or raped before they reach the age of eighteen. Some of the conditions that arise as a result of abuse are: alcoholism, drug addiction, self-injury, prostitution, promiscuity, eating, sleeping disorders, migraines, back, stomach pains, sexual dysfunction and suicide.Later overeating, sex, alcohol and drugs block out or deaden painful memories of the abuse temporarily.
The word “enabler” is used to describe people like leading politicians for example who provide an environment for paedophiles to operate in. It’s a secondary act of abuse against the innocent child. Enabling is illegal in Israel, where it is criminal in instances of failure to report child abuse or where reporting is required or mandated by law or where the enablers interfere with the course of justice. The head of Finland's Amnesty international's, Mr. Frank Johansson has just termed Israel a "scum state. Many agree. The President of British occupied Ireland's largest political party, Gerry Adams was elected in the full knowledge of a forced admission prior to his election, by one of the largest majorities of voters, including parents, in Britain's last General election.
The question Brian Clarke asked before he was 'DISAPPEARED' was ;
A) DOES THIS MAKE OCCUPIED IRELAND A SCUM STATE ????
B) BY THE SAME LOGIC, WHAT DOES THIS MAKE THE PRESIDENT OF OCCUPIED IRELAND'S FORMER "LIBERATION" AND LARGEST PARTY ????
Irish member of parliament at Leinster House Austen Currie in November 1996. When this case in the future is properly investigated, many "elected representatives, Irish British clergy and police in Ulster will be exposed for their evil and complicity in covering up the crimes of elite warlocks and devil worshippers.
The Hellfire Club in Ireland shows the West Brit Anglo-Irish landed gentry were and ARE still very active undercover with MI5 in Devil Worship in Ireland!
A case involved satanic abuse and witches ! This case when exposed, may redress the evil hold the WEst Brit establishment elite have over every part Irish society!
WB Yeat's was deeply involved in devil worship! His friendship with the Irish landed gentry , especially Lady Gregory demonstrated the widespread interest in devil worship in Ireland involving the British gentry !
Walking in my nighty; rubbing my eyes
My fathers sitting on the sofa with his friend
He pats the seat in the middle; i sit
Shivering so cold; a quilt he lends
"Jessy you love me dont you" a smile; his
Their breathe spirts weep
"Daddy you know i do; what is it?"
He smiles at his friend; his hand creeps
His friend takes my hand; looks me in the eyes
Daddys creeping up my nightie; cold hands
I try to pull his hand away; grip is strong!
They look at one another; nod; something planned
I feel my palms sweat; Daddys under my knickers
"Daddy im going to bed! Night" Pulling again
But there grip is to strong for weak me
I look at both; and ask, who are these men?
His fingers going up me; pulling away
His friend leans forward; a kiss? Why?
His toungue moving mine; my eyes squint
Lean back and away; "Why are you doing this?"
No answer, i feel the pain inside me; him
Chucks the quilt on the floor; me to
I try and scamper away, but im not fast
"O Daddy please, i love you"
His friend; pulling at my nightie
And my Dad pulling my pants down
His friend pinning my hands to the floor
As my Dad lies himself on the ground
I squirm; as Daddy friend pulls me up
And places me ontop of Daddy; thrusts within
I cry; i bite; i scratch; i slap; i fail
"O Daddy please you win you win!"
I can feel my skin rip; my virginity breaking free
I can feel the blood seep down my leg
"Daddy your hurting me please"
I plead to him and his friend; not even a beg
Daddys laughing; why does he laugh?
His friend shoves himself in my mouth and moans
Tieing my hands togather; moving in and out
"Ride me Jessy" He laughs and groans
They smile at one another; laugh to
They roll me over and spread me wide wel
My daddy sits on my face; himself in again
While his friend talks and pushes himself inside
I can hardly breathe; i gag for air
I cough and splutter; cry and weep
I beg and plead; but its no use
Theyve already made me hurt and bleed
I stare into his eyes; that look upon me
This is not my Dad; where is he?
If he was still here; would he care
Would he actually even; see?
Finally they get of and lie me on the sofa
My cheeks blouchy from tears and pain
They play with them selfs; all over me
Rub it in; making me feel the shame
"Why Daddy? Please tell me why?"
Dad looks at his friend; and waves him away
"Jessy i love you" he smiles and kisses my cheek
"Is that all you have in your heart to say?"
He puts my nightie on me
I walks me to my bedroom door
Ever since that night; His friend
And himself every Friday come back for more
"Night sweet Girl; You are my life"
Closing the door, tears still down my face
Still the smell of him and his friend
Fade into me like disgrace
I watch the Moon go down; the sun come up
"Jessy its school" Knocking at my door
I cant help but cry; weep in pain
Because im so scared he wanted more
But one night daddy took it too far
Daddy and his friend came back for one last shot
They were worried they would get caught
So he and his friend took me to a cemetary lot
I was blindfolded and my hands were tied back
"Daddy please!! Not tonight!"
Daddy and his friend both had their last fun
After that i tried to put up a fight
I begged daddy "Please no more!"
All he could say "Shut up you stupid whore!"
Daddy unblindfolded me at last
He said I love you so much
He went back into the car and pulled out a bat
"Daddy I swear I wont say a thing!!!!"
I was dead
After only one swing. . . .
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I cried bc i know how it feels:
For those who still hold their own personal beliefs based on the Celtic Church, I respect that but I would remind you and them of the quote from your Book; " He says, “But whoever causes one of these little ones who believe in Me to sin, it would be better for him if a millstone were hung around his neck, and he were drowned in the depths of the sea” (v. 6).
