Jude Collins worked for thirty years as a lecturer at the Ulster University/Ulster Polytechnic. Before that, he was a high school English teacher in Derry, Dublin, Edmonton and Winnipeg (Canada).
He is the author of eight books, including Booing the Bishop and other stories and Martin McGuinness: The man I knew. He has been a weekly columnist for The Irish News, Daily Ireland and currently writes for The Andersonstown News.
He has broadcast on TV and radio for the BBC, the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation (CBC), Press TV and RTÉ. For the past thirteen years he has written a daily column on his blogsite www.judecollins.com
THE Orange Order, you’ll have noticed, had its main but by no means only spasm of marching last Saturday. It’s an organisation that attracts many opinions, but one thing most of us would agree on this year: the thick-headedness of releasing toxins into the air from that bonfire in South Belfast was a defiant act of spectacular self-harm.
AS we keep being reminded, we live in a quivering world. In the US, President Donald Trump is on a mission to make life as comfortable as possible for billionaires and as brutal as possible for the poor. Universities are fearful funds will be withheld, politicians fear opposing Trump as he might wipe out their political futures, and student protestors risk a visit from Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) , which could end with their being hooded, bundled into a jeep and deported to some ghastly South American prison. In Ukraine, tens of thousands of young Ukrainian and American lives are ending on an endless battlefield. In Gaza, the body count of innocent, terrified people is almost too big to think about.
IF you watched TV news over the past week, you’ll have seen and heard President Trump lose his rag with Israel and Iran. Or at least President Trump pretending to lose his rag. ““We basically have two countries that have been fighting so long and so hard that they don’t know what the f**k they’re doing”. This was in the wake of both countries breaking the ceasefire he had encouraged.
SOME years ago, Mary Lou McDonald was asked what single word came to mind when she thought of the Fine Gael leader, Leo Varadkar. Mary Lou paused for a second and then said “Smarmy.”
"PURE thuggery." That’s how the activities of those rioting in Ballymena, Larne and Portadown last week have been described. I beg to differ.
MAYBE he meant it. Maybe when Chris Heaton-Harris just two years ago spoke of the Casement Park stadium, he actually believed every syllable dripping from his mouth: “We’ll get the money, don’t you worry,” he told us. And where it would come from? “All partners. I guarantee it.”
THERE must be a few fidgety figures with aching hearts in the Belfast BBC these days. Source of heartache? The Dublin High Court found that a ‘Spotlight’ programme had wrongly presented Gerry Adams as the man ultimately responsible for the shooting dead of the long-time informer Denis Donaldson. The court awarded Gerry Adams €100,000.
THE late John Hume was a good and even a saintly man. But he had some political views that were patently... how shall I put it?... smelling of garden fertiliser.
WE are frequently reminded “For evil to thrive, it is sufficient that good men (and women) do and say nothing." That’s true.
HE may have similar views to Pope Francis, but he didn’t look like Pope Francis when he emerged on the balcony. While Francis appeared dressed in white, Leo wore a red mozzetta and stole. With his upright, dignified demeanour, he reminded me more of the Pope Pius XII of my boyhood.
BY now we’re used to the sight of them. Middle-aged and aged men and women, faces bleak with grief, standing outside a courthouse carrying pictures showing a close-up of their lost loved one. These are the people who didn’t go to war during the Troubles but had the war thrust on them, in all likelihood by the state. A solicitor or a younger member of the group steps forward and tries to tell how the murder of the loved one has created a permanent, bleeding wound in the family and how all they’re asking for now is for the state to come clean.
FRANCIS was a polarising Pope. As I watched his funeral on TV last Saturday, like so many others I noted the respect and love that charged the crowds in attendance. For them, Francis led a life exemplifying Christian teaching rather than just talking about it.
Like the Christian story of Easter, the Easter Rising of 1916 went from open contempt for those at its centre, to a dramatic realisation of what the Rising meant. The risen Christ had first to endure pain and bloodshed before the rebirth of hope among his followers could happen. Likewise the Irish people needed the shock of sacrifice before they saw the true situation in their country.
"DON'T shoot the messenger." You’ve probably warned yourself on more than one occasion not to focus on the person bringing you news, but to focus on the message itself. As with most things, Donald Trump makes that hard to do.
IT'S funny the way small events very often have a big brother. This happened over the past week or two, and both brothers – and their effect – are still reverberating.