Republicans Against Antifa

How happy the little birds That rise up on high And make music together On a single bough! Not so with me And my hundred thousand loves: Far apart on us Rises every day. Whiter she than the lily, Than beauty more fair, Sweeter voiced than the violin, More lightsome than the sun; Yet beyond all that Her nobleness, her mind,— And O God Who art in Heaven, Relieve my pain! How Happy the Little Birds - Pádraig Mac Piarais (Patrick Pearse)

The next phase of that policy is soon to be put into effect by them and into the parliaments of Jack Lynch's Green Republic and the Red, White and Blue Institutions of Stormont and Westminster they intend to wage their verbal struggle for Irish freedom with an International flavour. There is an old song which tells us- "We've won every Nations battle but our own." There are some still fighting on the International Front and deserting and neglecting their own National Front. Republican News [Edited by Jimmy Steele & Hugh McAteer] (June 1970)

It is not the will of the majority which ultimately prevails; that which ultimately prevails is the ideal of the noblest of each generation. Happy indeed that race and generation in which the ideal of the noblest and the will of the majority unite. In this hour of her trial Ireland cannot afford to sacrifice any one of the things the world has accepted as peculiarly Irish. She must hold to her highest thoughts, and cleave to her noblest sentiments. Her sons and daughters must hold life itself as of little value when weighed against the preservation of even the least important work of her separate individuality as a nation. The National Festival (March 1916) - Séamas Ó Conghaile (James Connolly)

"The move to the left became the backdoor way of attacking the Eire Nua policy. The target became not the federalism of Eire Nua itself but the economic and social program attached to it. To transform Eire Nua’s mild radicalism into a left-wing revolutionary program, Adams relied heavily on advice from outside the republican movement and in particular from a figure who quickly became, in the eyes of the O Conaill–O Bradaigh camp, the new version of Roy Johnston, Goulding’s éminence grise. Phil Shimeld was an English writer on the Trotskyist weekly Red Mole, the newspaper of the London-based International Marxist Group (IMG). He had made contact with IRA prisoners during the mid-1970s and they had invited him to Belfast and asked him to write for Republican News. Much to the irritation of the republican old guard, Shimeld supplied leftist-oriented articles, often under the nom de plume Peter Dowling, a tactic that enraged allies of O Conaill and O Bradaigh." A Secret History of the IRA - Ed Moloney (2002)

Treading the paths of the Gospel, singing psalms every Hour; an end of talking and long stories; constant bending of the knees. My Creator to visit me, my Lord, my King, my spirit to seek Him in the eternal kingdom where He is. Let this be the end of vice in the precincts of churches, a lovely little cell among many graves, and I alone there. Alone in my little hut, all alone so, alone I came into the world, alone I shall go from it. If being alone I have done wrong at all, through the pride of this world, hear my wail as I lament all alone, O God! The Hermit - A Celtic Miscellany (1972)

The city has unfortunately and strongly maintained this heritage, with a heavily deracinated society, coupled with a history of "progressive" politics, landmarks "in honour" of the Rothschild clan(probably the most subversive, powerful, destructive scum to ever slither into existence) and of course, like the vermin pop up everywhere, a heavy mix of state-approved Antifa traitors and goons. While there, we thought we'd leave our mark in solidarity with our Nationalist brothers and let these red scum know that no matter how secure they think their "fortresses" are, they and their filth will always be challenged. Gott Mit Uns! Smash Cultural Marxism! 2/2

RAA members recently made a return trip to Germany, this time not in beautiful, unspoiled Essen, but to Frankfurt, a city notorious as originating the insidious Rothschild dynasty and the Frankfurt School, the hebraic hand behind Cultural Marxism; a series of vile, unnatural, judaic ideologies that to this day continue to poison, mock and invert every aspect of traditional life and values held sacred to our people since time immemorial in virtually every Western Nation. This cancerous, jewish rot was removed and forced to flee upon the NS seizure of power but unfortunately returned later with a vengeance. 1/2

Thus, in both of its aspects the Week will see a notable re-assertion of the continuity, the vitality, the indomitable persistence and insistence of Irish nationality. Here is a thing that refuses to be crushed. You may stamp it under foot; it springs up again. You may enclose it within prison bars; it walks abroad free. You may hurt, and bruise, and maim it; you cannot kill it. Essence of the soil of Ireland, coeval with her hills and her streams, this mysterious spirit is one of the rarest and most beautiful things in the world, one of the tenderest and most delicate; yet one of the fiercest and most passionate, and assuredly one of the strongest and most enduring. The Stubborn Gael (1907) - Pádraig Mac Piarais (Patrick Pearse)

Members of RAA were active in the iconic Titanic Quarter of Belfast recently. A massive attraction for natives and tourists alike, it obviously brings in many foreigners to visit. Whilst we have no problem whatsoever with foreign guests who respect our land and understand their stay is temporary, we take serious umbrage with hordes of uninvited, entitled, violent 3rd World detritus who think their stay here is permanent and at our expense. Being primarily of the CNR community, we at RAA have no great fondness for the shipyard industry and its history, but wouldn't at all mind a great revival in the dockyard's fortunes and output, if only if the new ships were being built for the purpose of repatriating the unwelcome coloured dregs from whence they came. 😉 Fuil Agus Talamh Keep Erin White 🇮🇪🫡

SHED we no tear for you, Terence MacSwiney ! God set the seal of His love on your brow; Gave you to Ireland—a saint and a soldier— Who can be fitter to plead for her now ? Joy for the valiant, heroic heart of you! Joy for the soul of you, whiter than snow ! Joy for the Cause that has claimed your allegiance ! Your death is its challenge to friend and to foe ! Raise we no caoine for you, Terence MacSwiney ! High is our pride in your name and your deed ; Humble our prayer to the great God of Battles, That we, too, be strong in the dark hour of need. Joy for your love and your faith and your courage, Glowing and glad to the last anguished breath ! Thanks be to God for you, Terence MacSwiney ! Thanks be to God for your life and your death ! Terence McSwiney (1920) - Brian Ó hUigínn (Brian O'Higgins)

Nearly 4,000 Irishmen advanced up the incline towards the British column. Bagpipers of the Irish Brigade played the Jacobite tune, ‘The White Cockade’ (both the bagpipes and ‘The White Cockade’ were banned in Ireland). Victory now depended on the Irish and one can imagine how French hearts were lifted as they heard the skirl of the píob mhór or war pipes of the Irish Brigade resonate through the Belgian valley. The ordinary British soldier was well aware of the fearsome reputation of the Irish Brigade and of their wish to settle old scores. One can only imagine the terror when the fatigued British foot and guard regiments saw the red-coated Wild Geese advancing with fixed bayonets towards them, some shouting in Irish ‘Cuimhnígí ar Luimneach’, ‘Remember Limerick!’ The Battle of Fontenoy (1745) - The Irish Brigades Abroad (2013)

"Is there any hope that Separatist and Irish-Ireland bodies will join hands in a great crusade against this greatest and most insidious of Ireland's enemy? Every guine separatist and Irish Irelander should be constantly at war with the muck vendors of England, because they are like human vampires sucking the manliness, the womanliness, the self-respect, the idealism, the national spirit out of our people and helping to make of them the spiritless slaves that will make no resistance any more against the attacks of Imperialism. Degrade that you may enslave, has been the motto of England with regard to all the peoples who have become victims of her greed. She need never fear a degraded, demoralised, Anglicised Ireland. Let those who stand for a free, self-respecting Irish Ireland get down to a sober examination of this terrible matter before it is too late. The danger is there. Let it be met with vigour and courage and half the battle for freedom will be won." Wolfe Tone Weekly (November 1937)

"Different from such is the great informing soul of a large body of our lyric poetry, of our oratory, and of much of the rest of our literature-" the cause that never dies," the ideal held always by the Gaelic race that once dominated Europe-now held by the heir and successor of that race here, the Irish. The calamities of our history have given a voice to that cause. The constancy of our race has given pride to that voice." Literature in Ireland (1916) - Tomás Mac Donnchadha (Thomas MacDonagh)

“I am not aware that every human being, or any one has an ‘inalienable right to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.’ People often forfeit life and liberty; and as to ‘happiness’ I do not even know what it is. On the whole I fear that this is jargon.” The liberty that Mitchel spoke of for Ireland, he explained, was “the sort of liberty—no better, no worse—[than that] which . . . the slaveholding Corinthians fought for against the Romans, and the slaveholding Americans wrung from the British. It was National Independence.” John Mitchel, The Green and the Gray: The Irish in the Confederate States of America - David T. Gleeson (2013)

It is a mistake to call the Nationalism of any period a policy; it is a tradition, a belief, an ideal, an end, but in no sense the means which a policy is most certainly. It has always existed; it shall always exist as long as Ireland rises above the waves of the Atlantic; its means are merely determined by the circumstances of each generation – but it is, beyond everything else, a denial of the right of any foreign State to rule this country – except by force – and continued assertion of the popular belief in the continuity of this country’s individuality. "Advanced" Nationalism (1900) - Liam Ó Ruanaidh (William Rooney)

Members of RAA were active in Dublin recently, spreading the Nationalist message. New recruits from the Basque region in Spain were at hand to promote friendship between our two peoples, thankfully, in the ethnonationalist sense rather than the noxious marxist one, which has, unfortunately, become synonymous with so much of Irish Republican and Basque politics today. We at RAA seek co-operation with as many WNs and fellow Europeans as possible, as we are all in the same boat and unity and understanding are paramount to success. We therefore take no particular policy as regards other Nations' historical minority and separatist aspirations other than strongly supporting their continued existence as unique peoples and the preservation and promotion of their cultures and identities, free from foreign, racially alien influx and dilution.

"In the back of Monteith's "Casement's Last Adventure " the terms of agreement between the Germans and our own are given. We are, therefore, on this occasion, under no misapprehension; "our gallant allies " are still the same, and we hope to see them wipe the English invader out completely this time, and for ever. As for those who think that the Germans wish to "invade " Ireland, let us assure them that there is now no military object in such a scheme. In fact, the "Freedom of the Seas " means the freedom of our little nation." IRA War News (July 1940)

Repurpose red propaganda for nationalist purposes.

Members of RAA were active in Galway City recently, amending a red eyesore blighting the landscape. This particularly embarrassing piece of vandalism was claimed by AIA, one of the innumerable brands of alphabet soup "anti-Fascist" groups. Not only are these communist cretins unable to define the concept of the notorious "Fascism" they constantly kvetch about and bleat on about "smashing", they're unable to even paint their own subversive, murderous symbols properly. Fortunately, RAA activists were at hand to showcase our heritage as painters 😉 and reconfigure this trash into art. Red scum, you really can't do ANYTHING right. GNLS Up the R.A.A. 🇮🇪🫡