Billy King shares his monthly thoughts –
Welcome to my first Colm of the autumn, my least favourite time of the year, don’t get me wrong, I like the weather generally speaking, it is the restarting of the treadmill of regular engagements that puts me off. But once into the swing of things and routine again, well, life goes on.
Did anyone ever get done all the tasks they had set themselves to do in ’the summer’? Not likely, not me anyway, but then ‘our’ summer is likely rather shorter than meteorological summer [Excuses, excuses – Ed]. But here we are, and the autumn equinox comes later this month after which we enter the darker half of the year. But still there is light, physically and metaphorically, and we go on.
Fleadh-tering
Mary Ann Mc’Craic’en https://www.flickr.com/photos/innateireland/53584007477/in/photolist-2p79PmQ-2pD33zT had a ringside view of the main outdoor stage at the Belfast City Hall during Fleadh Cheoil na hÉireann in early August, even if she did have to look out the side of her eyes. And it was difficult to believe the sight of her or our eyes. Who would have believed forty years ago https://www.flickr.com/photos/innateireland/3337979064/in/dateposted/ that such an event and celebration would have been possible in Belfast? Not I anyway.
It was celebration of Irish music and dance on a broad basis, including a bit of the Ulster Scots tradition, plus other cultures – Macalla’s fusion of Irish and Middle Eastern musicians and music was amazing, they were working with Mshakht Collective from Iraq. It showed not just a city celebrating but welcoming people from all over the island and further afield. There was a great atmosphere that did this long term resident of Belfast a power of good. And the preservation of many traditional melodies was thanks to some of the citizens of (the then) said neat little town, mainly Presbyterian, who identified a need to preserve a priceless tradition in 1792 – and succeeded in doing so. I don’t want to harp on too much about the fact that this most important cultural event in Irish history, the Belfast Harp Festival, happened not in Dublin, Cork, Galway or Derry….but in Belfast.
The Ulster Scots Commissioner praised the inclusiveness of the Fleadh; there was a big Ulster Scots event at the shipyard and inclusion of bands and Scottish dancing at the main stage. I welcome that inclusiveness. But I do have a problem with loyalist – or any other – marching bands which are military-uniform wearing and military-style. Shankill Road Defenders Flute Band, for example, put on a good show and made an effort with the medley or Irish melodies they presented on the main stage, and their sergeant major (if that was the position of the guy wearing three military-style chevrons) was a dab two-hand with twirling the baton. It might seem churlish, and I admire their musical skill and dedication, but their military name and style I don’t go for.
The Fleadh could make you believe that Belfast and Norn Iron were normal places where people also knew how to party and celebrate. It was, as the headline above suggests, fleadh-tering. But said Norn Iron remains severely dysfunctional in its politics and decision-making at Stormont which means that many of the problems that exist in the Wee North are not tackled or dealt with adequately, for all the smiles of the First Minister and Deputy First Minister. That makes me sad. But more importantly it makes for problems and pain for many of the citizens of the jurisdiction.
The blockage of course is the sectarian divide and resultant political divisions, especially those manifested through the party political system and aspects of the consociational system at Stormont. Parties are also unwilling to make necessary but partly unpopular decisions (that is common south of the border too), but could do so if they acted together. And decisions could still be made on the difficult questions – I am not even talking about the constitutional question but issues such as increasing funding so that problems in health, education and the environment can be tackled – with the goodwill of the parties and better decision making structures. And without bordering on the boring in mentioning it again in these pages, some of the voting and decision making mechanisms advocated by the de Borda Institute www.deborda.org could help mightily there. But that might remove some of the power and control of particular political parties and, without massive public clamour, they are not going to have that.
So Norn Iron remains in limbo, a post-conflict society that frequently goes from pillar to post and back again in moving on from the divisions of the past. And, unlike the Fleadh, that is definitely not something to celebrate.
Four pence a day
Four pence a day …..that is how much we paid for electricity used for May, June and July in our household (the standing charge was extra, three times as much)…….because we have solar panels and 10 kW of storage in batteries. Admittedly this was probably exceptional weather, at least some of the time, but it brings home the advantages of renewables. The previous three months we paid probably half of what we would otherwise have been billed. And that was with using some of the generated electricity for heat in our kitchen living area plus cooking and kettle included.
Getting a new roof on our house two years ago this autumn, we decided to get solar panels at the same time and have the two projects coordinated so the fittings for the panels went on before the slates and the solar installers didn’t have to drill through slates. In the North there is only one body, a charity, who will buy solar generated home electricity and what you get paid is small, but taking that into account there is much of the year when we are actually making money with the solar panels as well as having ‘free’ electricity.
We were lucky to have the saved money to pay upfront for the solar installation but in the Republic there are grants you can avail of, and various schemes. Unfortunately with an older house with chimneys and the time frame we were working on, a heat pump didn’t appear to be an option but never say never when we should be saying ‘yes’.
The Irish way of death
One of the most important aspects of Irish culture and life, yes, is its way of dealing with death. The wake is alive and well, and in the countryside attending funerals can be a way of life. Celebrating renowned popular figures and troubadours who have died has been seen in relation to Sinéad O’Connor, Dolores O’Riordan and most recently Glen Hansard with thousands attending a lying in state and an extraordinary funeral. https://www.irishtimes.com/ireland/2026/08/04/glen-hansard-funeral-dublin-live-stream/
However it is small but significant gestures which can make a big difference to the grieving, which is all of us at some time or other. My own father died far, on this island, from where was his home. Returning with his body to his homeland, his friends and neighbours travelled 30 km to meet the hearse at the city we passed through en route to his return, funeral and burial. That accompaniment of honour on his final journey home still brings a tear to my eye and a lump in my throat. And of course everyone of the males present wanted a ‘lift’ of the coffin on the way from the cemetery entrance to the grave.
The wake is a place for celebration, reminiscences and sometimes maybe a bit of song. A loved one singing one of two of the deceased’s favourite songs is guaranteed to leave not a dry eye in the house. A wake is a strange kind of enjoyable experience with sorrow and joy likely to be competing emotions if not wonderfully simultaneous.
It is a grave state of affairs to miss out on such gestures and ways of life in death which can mean so much. The dead may not know but for the living it is a rite of passage, the passage of that person from their lives and the solidifying of memories, as well as helping the grieving process. As such it is a celebration not just of the life of the person who has died but of life itself. The West’s a-wake…but then so too is some of the North, South and East….and not forgetting the Midlands (who so often get forgotten about).
1737
1737 is a long time ago, the best part of three hundred years. The Belfast News Letter began publication then and it is the oldest continuously published English language newspaper in the world. In the eighteenth century and at the time of the ‘98 rebellion its politics were very different to today. Despite changing hands a number of times in recent years it politics remain stridently unionist though it did go through a more liberal phase a few decades ago.
However, startlingly, it now only sells 5,000 copies a day of the print version, shrinking rapidly over recent years. And ‘the editor’ has been given the boot, seemingly not to be replaced except by an overall publishing group editor-in-chief. A newspaper without an editor? You’ve got to be kidding. In https://www.pressreader.com/ireland/belfast-telegraph/20260801/281586657397585 the renowned journalist Sam McBride gives the low down. Of course there are a variety of factors at work; the general decline in print in the era of digital media, the decline in the Protestant proportion of the population in the North, and the fact that those identifying as British in the North may just buy a British newspaper, if any.
Context is everything and some republicans may welcome the decline in the proportion of Prods in the North and of a venerable unionist institution like the News Letter. But unless you are looking at a humiliating defeat for one side or the other in the North – and resultant discontent and violence – you actually need ‘the other side’ to be strong enough and confident enough to strike deals and compromise (that dirty word in Northern Ireland). I certainly don’t agree with the News Letter’s often narrow unionist and conservative stand with its tunnel vision but leaving any side of a side without a voice can be counter-productive and dangerous.
And the cessation of the print publication of a newspaper on the go since 1737 would be a sad event and situation.
Peace People 50
The tragic Troubles incident which led to the start of the Peace People happened in August 1976, now just over fifty years, a half century, ago. Tempus fugit et cetera. That incident involved the IRA and the British Army and it was the latter who fired the fatal shot that caused the fatal crash. The story of the Peace People is a more complex one than many, on all sides, saw. As well as what the Peace People did themselves there were also many people who were conscientised and thrown into a broad range of community activities, even where they did not continue involvement with the Peace People structures.
It arose from a spontaneous mass movement, see e.g. https://www.flickr.com/photos/innateireland/28364007554/in/album-72157613614963634 but it only remained a mass movement for a very short term, a number of months. It was however the largest peace upsurge against the violence of the Troubles in the North though there was also a complex picture as to what and whose violence it stood against or was seen to stand against – even if the leadership were clear it was against all violence. It continued as a sizeable organisation for a couple of decades. Of the three most publicly identified leaders, Ciaran McKeown and Betty Williams are now dead, dying in 2019 and 2020 respectively; see https://www.innatenonviolence.org/editorials/ed273.shtml#obit for an obituary in this publication on Ciaran McKeown. Mairead Corrigan Maguire is the one remaining member of the these three early leaders still alive and she continues to contribute as she can including speaking at pro-Palestine rallies in Belfast. As is well known, Betty Williams and Mairead Corrigan received the Nobel Peace Prize in 1977.
There were many controversies during the story of the Peace People and the earlier ones are explored in a 1987 research pamphlet by the editor of this publication which is available on the INNATE website in the pamphlets section https://innatenonviolence.org/wp/pamphlets/ That includes significant information on the local group story and the Peace People finances (yes, it was relatively well off early on but there was far less money than popular perceptions held).
There were two big crisis points in the organisation, one in 1979 and another around 1994. After the latter date the Peace People was a much smaller organisation. While Betty Williams ended her involvement and went off to do her own thing within a few years of the start, and Ciaran McKeown came and went in terms of active involvement, Mairead Maguire continued her involvement throughout – and once she was free of child rearing responsibilities has made a very significant contribution to peace internationally. Mairead Maguire has been arrested in the USA and at Aldermaston in England and Faslane in Scotland, hit by an IDF plastic bullet in Palestine, visited traumatised Rohingya people in exile in Cox’s Bazar, Bangladesh, and contributed widely through the Nobel Women’s Initiative, to mention just a few points of international involvement.
INNATE’s album of photos on the Peace People is at https://www.flickr.com/photos/innateireland/albums/72157613614963634/with/6968923928 and the Peace People website is at https://www.peacepeople.com/
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Well, that’s it for another month and I wish you well for the autumn season…and I don’t wish you well for the autumn season if you happen to be reading this in the southern hemisphere in which case I wish you well for the spring season [How obtuse can you get? – Ed] [Do you want me to try harder???? – Billy]. See you soon, Billy