What was described as an “impassioned” protest by so-called asylum seekers took place this week in Galway. I say so-called because there is no such thing as a genuine asylum seeker in Ireland. As we have no links to their countries of origin they’d have to pass through a multitude of intermediary countries in order to get here. Ergo, they’re asylum tourists, seeking out the most accommodating prey.
Now as you know, and given that some of you have gently chided me in the past, I don't go into crude characterisations of our black cultural enrichers. For instance I never use the ‘n’ word. However, I have to retreat somewhat when describing the leader of the protest, one Kwabena Selby, from Ghana. Quite simply and honestly, if you cut the head off a gorilla outfit and put him in it you couldn’t tell the difference.
Be that as it may, he, and his fellow protesters, were not happy with their plight. Now their basic provision is that they’re provided with accommodation, food, clothing, some educational services and health - all courtest of the beleaugered Irish taxpayer. Their accommodation is a former Grade 3 hotel, not luxury, but not bad either. And they’re given €20 per week pocket money by the bankrupt state.
So what are their complaints?
Apparently there’s restricted access during certain nighttime hours to the self-service kitchen (all food provided free), the pool room and TV services. To add to the ghastly picture, the showers sometimes don't have hot water. And the ultimate indignity, at which they’re seriously pissed off, is that there’s no WiFi access – just ordinary plug-in Internet.
How about that! It sure seems to be, as they constantly remind us, a “terrible situation” – and no surprise that they’re “depressed” and that many “cannot sleep”. I can hardly sleep myself thinking about the poor creatures’ suffering.