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ABOUT GERRY KELLY: I grew up in Walkinstown, and most of my family and friends still live in that area. I have spent much of my adult life working with voluntary community groups across Dublin. I am tired of seeing our country run in a manner which would be unacceptable in any properly run club or organisation. I believe we must fundamentally change our democracy or we are doomed to continue failing and will continue exporting our people. I trust the people to know what’s best for our country. Please vote to improve, restore and upgrade our democracy. Help make us a TRUE democracy and a REAL Republic.
4 walks to & from school each day. Weds & Fridays – comics Beano, Dandy, Tiger, Shoot, Whizzer & Chips. England – source of all our troubles. Provider of employment & football teams, comics. Kevin Moran & the Sam Maguire & a half-day off !!! Eamonn Coughlan – King of the boards. Having to learn the words of “Mull of Kintyre”. Going into “seco”. Wearing long trousers. 3 months summer holidays. Football morning afternoon & night. Every day hot & sunny. Duffle coats & rain every winter’s days. Piggy Ryan & the way he hated when Kerry lost…Being asked if we wanted to stay in school for lunch & finish earlier ( my first experience of democracy !!! ) One of my class preferred the old way ‘cos he got to watch “Pebble Mill at one” he was 12……. One of my class always wore a suit & spoke very posh. He became a solicitor & buggered off with €50- Million. Niall Quinn played hurling. Then signed for Arsenal. Would you have “Arnold” for 3 years ???? Happy Days” & the Fonz. Going to Paris – don’t mention the school trip of ’68….I got told not to come back after the Inter. I went to Rathmines – loved it. Full of pupils also kicked out of their schools. One of the guys was the son a professional magician. One of the girls fathers managed a Department Store. Girls !!! Snogs & the rest………..Later, Michael Carruth would win an Olympic Gold. The politicians & counsellors would all join in the celebrations. But Drimnagh Boxing Club still had buckets to collect the rain.
I see it now as a metaphor for Ireland. The bluntness, the honesty, the drive, the passion of the working people. The sense of community & looking out for one another. The guile & craft of the ruling classes. Our elders & betters. They “look after us”. And now the children of the children of the children of “the Castle” await their turn to leave. While the elite stay where they are & we pay for their mess. The more things change, the more they say the same…… The ‘50s, the ‘80s & now another lost generation. The “safety valve” of emigration. Safety for whom ? My dream is of the day when the Drimnaghs & the Crumlins & the Walkinstowns of this island don’t need to beg favours from our “betters”. We have all we need within our own communities. Perhaps, as Nelson Mandela once said – our greatest fear is of our selves & our own abilities.
Gerry Kelly – Independent, Dublin South Central.