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THE POINT OF McGUINNESS
I was idly contemplating the passing of Martin McGuinness when it came to me how much his
existence resembled the famous Dublin drink that his own name so nearly replicates.
In his life's glass was poured the black swirling mixture of the horror of the bombings and
shootings that butchered and brutalised so many lives; of the terror at the knock at the door,
the bundled body into a car...
Friday 24th March 2017 5:24 pm
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