Tag Archives: Sectarianism

Guest Post: ‘Spencer, my Planter Moniker,’ by Brian John Spencer.

‘The civil tongue that masks the uncivil mind.’ Eamon met a minister. The calvinist cleric called him “Seamus.” My friend corrected him. The preacher cooly followed, “Same thing.” “What’s your name?” “Robert,” responded the minister. “Ok great, William.” My friend … Continue reading

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Word Up, Part 2.

The parking meter at the top of Wellwood Street, just off Great Victoria Street, had been adorned with a small rectangular sticker. In black writing on a silver background, it stated: You are beautiful. It was positioned at just the right … Continue reading

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The Selfish Gene?

“How come some people get away with it?” “Get away with what?” “They don’t suffer from unhappiness.  Sure, they get pissed off every now and again when something goes wrong, but it’s temporary, a wee setback that doesn’t have any … Continue reading

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Postcards from the Edge, Part 3

Part 1 is here, Part 2 is here.      

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Postcards from the Edge 2.

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Postcards from the Edge 1.

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Let Down

My foot tapped agitatedly, and my fingers periodically drummed the wooden table. I glanced from my watch to my half-finished pint and back again. Where was she? I was hungry and it was looking like I’d been stood up for … Continue reading

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Racial Prejudice

Gate D, at Belfast International Airport, is drab, and cheap-looking. The shabby grey carpet and beige walls are brashly lit by fluorescent tubes set into the polystyrene-tiled ceiling. In a far corner of the room, one of the lights flickers … Continue reading

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Drumbeat

Pawel still hasn’t fully grasped the complexities of Belfast’s sectarian society. He is lying on the cold concrete of the entry. Yellow-edged, purple bruises are blossoming unseen on his body. Each breath stabs like a knife. He doesn’t know it … Continue reading

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Flagging Hopes

The abrasive, high-pitched, chainsaw-like buzz of his wee car being excessively revved by old Gerry from next door rips me away from my idle daydreaming in front of the TV. I have been watching a report about the continuing Loyalist … Continue reading

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