Ireland Books: Eyewitness to Irish History

I love reading history. And when it comes to history, you can’t often beat a first-person account. I have read a couple of different “Eyewitness to..” type of history books, which are compilations of first-person historical accounts. And so on my current quest for reading about Ireland, I was happy to find ‘Eyewitness to Irish History’. Of the Ireland books I’ve read so far, this was easily my favorite. From Ancient Ireland to recent history of the 90s, the historical accounts in this book give you a front row seat. And interspersed among them are very helpful, context providing text. Here’s one example, describing the aftermath of The Battle of the Boyne.

Althought the conflict at the Boyne was not a significant victory in military terms, for the Jacobite army was able to withdraw, regroup, and fight on for another year, James panicked and fled from Ireland back to St. Germain in France, earning him the title among the Irish of Seamus an Chaca (James the

One moving account is from the diary of Gerald Keegan, an immigrant who recounts setting out for Canada just days after his wedding in 1847, and the tragedy of their trip on what came to be known as a ‘Coffin Ship’ due to the suffering, disease and death that was so pervasive on them. His wife did not survive the trip, and Gerald lived only a few days after arriving in Canada, where he gave his journal to his Uncle, telling him, “It will tell to those unborn what Irishmen and women have suffered in this summer of sorrow.”

And more than any of the history I’ve so far read of Ireland, these accounts brought home the shocking degrees of suffering and oppression that the Irish have suffered for centuries under the English. From evictions, starvation, murder, slavery, deportation… there’s little the Irish haven’t suffered at the hands of the English. It’s a painful history captured in the books final sentences;

James Joyce, in Ulysses, was expressing the feellings of most Irish people when he caused his hero, Stephen Dedalus, to observe: “History is the nightmare from which I am trying to awake.” It is a nightmare from which Ireland is still struggling to awake.

This is an excellent read that I recommend to anyone interested in Irish history.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day

The cold I’m fighting may slow me down a bit, but Happy St. Patrick’s Day to everyone just the same. That same cold and some unwelcome rain water in the basement have likewise derailed any thought of attending the Manassas St. Patrick’s Day parade which is a shame because it’s become a tradition for us to hit the parade and then fest at Philly Tavern. We’ll certainly be back next year.

Anyone who reads this blog has seen my Irish book reports and knows we’re deep in preparation for our trip to Ireland in just two weeks. For some more good stuff about St. Patrick’s Day, we watched a good program on The History Channel last night about The History of St. Patrick’s Day which was very good.

Politics Online Conference

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I’m currently at the opening session of the 14th Politics Online Conference, which is hosted at the George Washington University by the Institute for Politics, Democracy & the Internet (IPDI). Phil Noble, President of Politics Online, and a long time champion and innovator in the field just introduced the opening panel.

I’ve been around since the earliest Politics Online conferences, both as a speaker and an attendee. I’m not certain, but I may have spoke at the first one, back when Dan Solomon founded the conference years ago. In his comments moments, Phil embarrassed and flattered me by pointing me out in the audience and acknowledging my role in bringing the first member of Congress onto the web (Senator Kennedy in 1994), and then Phil said, “… and look at him, he’s still a kid!”.

Thanks Phil for the kind words and recognition. And especially for the ‘kid’ label which was especially welcome today, when I might otherwise feel too much like an old dog 🙂

UPDATE: Sitting down to the post-lunch keynote address and some guy walks by me in my aisle and says, “Up close you don’t look as young as Phil said, I guess he couldn’t see you too well from up there.” Thanks Pal!

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UPDATE 2: I’m very proud of the fact that we took home a Golden Dot Award in the category of best web site for an Issue Advocacy Campaign for our work on behalf of The Great American Condom Campaign.

Video Flashback – Pinewood Derby

Here’s a flashback from the Casey video archives, the 2002 Pinewood Derby. Over the years I’ve participated in a half-dozen or so of these scouting events. Some kids show up each year with finely crafted hot-rods that their fathers have obviously put many hours of work into. I’m not that Dad. Even if I put many hours into it, I’m just not a woodworking type. And so typically, a night or two before the race, when the the task couldn’t be put off any longer, my son Will and I would hack our pine block into some kind of shape, get some paint on it, glue on the wheels and some weights and hope for the best. But in 2002 we found some inspiration by decorating Will’s entry with a sponsorship from my company, casey.com, and maybe that was what was needed (or maybe it was the well placed bolts in the passenger seat), because our close fourth place finish was our best ever in a Pinewood Derby, and only Ludwig Von could capture the feeling. Please excuse the herky-jerky camera work, the adrenaline was flowing strong and I just couldn’t keep still.

Rock Art

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Are your LPs gathering dust in some old milk crate? Mine were. I don’t even own a turntable anymore, so I couldn’t play them if I wanted to. But they used to be such treasures. And face it, looking at album art on a CD case, or even worse some tiny postage-stamped size album cover in iTunes will never be the same as holding a full-size LP in your hands and drinking it in while you listen to the tunes.

While thinking about how to decorate my new basement manspace, it occurred to me that maybe I could build some kind of wood frame that I could slide an album cover into to display it like a piece of art. And while it was an idea of genius, I’m humble enough to recognize that it couldn’t possibly be an original idea. And it’s almost always easier to buy something than to build it. Next stop, The Google, and after some searching and comparing, I placed my order with Rock Art Picture Show for four acrylic frames with mats into which you can easily slide a standard LP. They’re great. Here’s my initial four, but this will be an ever-changing exhibition. I’ll probably start shopping LPs on eBay, just to add to my cover collection.

Rat Scabies & The Holy Grail

For many years I have known Rat Scabies only as the drummer from The Damned, you know, the one licking the pumpkin pie off of his bandmates head on the cover of their self-named 1976 album. But recently my brother, as he often does, made a gift of an interesting looking book for me, Rat Scabies & The Holy Grail.

Christopher Dawes is a music writer who learned shortly after moving into his home in the London suburb of Brentford that Rat Scabies was a neighbor living just across the street, and in a short time a friendship was struck. Rat introduced Chris to his hobby, or obsession, with unraveling the mystery of the cathedral of Rennes-le-Chateau in France, and the suspected connection between the church and the Holy Grail. And the two pursue an Indiana Jones-ish quest, but from the back of a tour bus. It’s a fun tale of friendship, travel and adventure. You don’t need to be a fan of The Damned to enjoy the book, but it doesn’t hurt.

In hunting for links for the blog post, I came across Rat’s page on MySpace. It was a cool find, especially for the YouTube videos that Chris and Rat took of their travels and described in the book. And I’m glad to say Rat accepted my ‘Friend Request’, making me his 2,997th friend on MySpace, and he is my 15th. Stay tuned to lear more, as me and my friend Rat will set out in search of the Ark of the Covenant someday.

Ireland Books: The Macmillan Atlas of Irish History

I love maps, always have. I can spend hours pouring over maps of places both strange and familiar, and I often do (usually with no idea where ‘I’ am). And if a picture is worth a thousand words, a map must likewise be worth at least several hundred. So when I found this book on the shelf at a used book store in Manassas, it was a easy decision to tuck it under my arm with plans to bring it home with me.

Starting with a map of Celtic Ireland dating back to the Iron Age, and progressing through centuries of Viking, Norman, and English invaders, and reaching up to Ireland in the ’90s, each page offers a map of Ireland and one-page of text on a particular era. By itself, the text would be something like a Cliff-Notes version of Irish History, but the complementary maps make all the difference. It’s still a quick skim and fast read, but one that makes up what it lacks in words with some really great maps that give a birds-eye view of Ireland’s history.

Grey’s Anatomy Jumps the Shark

greys_anatomy.jpgMy wife and I first watched Grey’s Anatomy after last year’s Super Bowl. It was a re-cap episode that essentially caught us up with everything that had happened since then, and we’ve been hooked since. The show has ‘must see TV’ status on our Tivo. But tonight the show has surely Jumped The Shark. The hints were all there last week, when Meredith drowned, and the episode ended with her waking up in a hospital room surrounded by some of the key ‘previously departed’ from the show. My neighbor TJ saw it coming then, stating firmly last weekend that the show had jumped.

Now I recognize that this is just a prime-time medical soap opera. Others have joined and left our list, we used to watch ER, I guess that stopped when Dr. Green died. We currently watch House pretty regularly, but it is much more of a medical-CSI, while Grey’s is ALL soap.

Anyway, so tonight after her body lay cold on the table for most of the episode while she’s talking to the dead, her own dying mom shows up to tell her she’s proud of her and talks her back into living. And then the kicker, Dead Denny gets his farewell to Izzy… pu-leeze! My wife doesn’t want to admit it, and I’m sure we’ll continue watching the show on it’s inevitable downward spiral (which is further evidenced by the announcement of pending spin-offs), but TJ was right. This show has jumped.

699 Days

Media_httpfarm1static_refmbA Monday holiday is always nice, and earlier this week I wanted to write something about President’s Day. But given our current President, who will certainly be remembered by history as among the Worst Ever, President’s Day just left me with a low-feeling for how much longer he’ll hold the office.

But today, I noticed on the Bush Countdown Calendar widget on my Mac’s Dashboard that a milestone has been passed. At the moment it shows 699 Days and just under three hours remaining in Bush’s time in office. I think I need to get myself the keychain version of this countdown until 1/20/09, a day that approaches slowly, but can’t come soon enough.

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