Originally posted on A Romanian Adoptee:
Report into the history of adoption in Ireland since 1922 and Sean Ross Abbey, Castlepollard, and Bessborough Mother & Baby Home.
Compiled by the members of Adoption Rights Now. With cooperation, assistance and support from the members of Beyond Adoption Ireland and Open all AdoptionRecords Now
When the Irish Free State was founded after the War of Independence and a brief civil war in 1922, the Catholic Church already owned and ran a network of institutions to deal with all aspects of social life in Ireland. Industrial schools, public primary and secondary schools, hospitals, Magdalene Laundries and mental hospitals all fell under the Catholic Churches control as they finally won the sectarian war for converts and souls which had been raging with the Protestant churches since about 1800. The ‘problem’ of single, unmarried mother was dealt with by a…
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The mass graves, the babies stolen and sold, the one who survived who were subject to medical testing, the one when they were old enough were sent to the industrial schools, to be abused and hired out has farm hand or kitchen drudges, or ended up back in one of the laundries while their mother was a slave in one of the others.
This is how Bastards were treated, and children put in ‘care’ for a range of reasons, one of which was that the mother had died and father’s weren’t seen fit to raise them esp if they were girls.
All this was know. I know it’s coming to a surprise and a shock to some but, it is known. Any family which was poor enough or had members ‘unfortunate’ enough has a connection to such places.
People used to wonder why we had cases of people reared thinking their actual mother was their sister and their grandmother was their mother, the inhumane treatment of unmarried mothers and their off spring are why.
Ask the questions most do not dare, dig back in your families history before those who know are gone, learn, remember and vow that we never end up like that again.
For me Finding out about the institutional abuses started with when the Scandals about the Artane industrial school broke and then Letterfrack. These storys are out there for those who want to read them, I suggest you do.
This post has be simmering for a while, but before I start let me just don this fendora.
Right lets do this. I have written a lot over the years about how I came to be a feminist, being a feminist and how that is important to me. Having grown up to be a woman in this society I am aware of the double standards, mixed messages, unreachable standards and limitations in how girls are socialized and women are expected to behave. I knew when I had my daughter some of the battles and struggles she would have to face.
I did have my son first and did think life would be easier for him, but I found out he has his own set of battles and struggles with the double standards, mixed messages, unreachable standards and limitations in how boys are socialized and men are expected to behave.
One of the people who helped open my eyes to this was Tom “Devore” Murphy. in our many back and forth debating and discussing the topic of feminism over the years, one of his salient points was I don’t know what it is to grow up with the societal messages that boys don’t cry, boys are smelly, boys aren’t emotionally intelligent, men aren’t caring, and that other then aggression or pride few emotional expression are considered ok for men.
Yes both my brats have ASD, which means we have had to do a lot of work around emotions, figuring them out, what they are feeling, best ways to express those emotions, how other’s are feeling and being compassionate and considerate of others. This type of work is not done with most boys, girls learn it’s ok to talk about their feelings, boys don’t, boys get lessons in how to appear emotionally tough for when they have to go out and interact in male company.
These lessons can from family often unknowingly, from media, from peers from school, society and even media aimed at children. This youtube clip is 7 years old.
So what, do I as a feminist think is meant by the saying Patriarchy hurts men too.
Patriarchy is to me the promotion and enforcement of gender roles and stereotypes for the good of society. Thing is I didn’t grow up in a gender stereotypical family, My parents took turns being the stay at home parent, my Dad was reared in a household were hands had no gender, he had no issues 39 years ago changing my terry cloth nappies or making apple tarts. So much of what patriarchy promotes I have always known to be bullshit.
I see how such gendered enforcement holds back girls and boys, girls I would have always said more, I had believe that as gendered stereotypes were broken down, mostly by women and girls it would effect positively for boys and men.
For Every Woman
By Nancy R. Smith, copyright 1973
For every woman who is tired of acting weak when she knows she is strong, there is a man who is tired of appearing strong when he feels vulnerable.
For every woman who is tired of acting dumb, there is a man who is burdened with the constant expectation of “knowing everything.”
For every woman who is tired of being called “an emotional female,” there is a man who is denied the right to weep and to be gentle.
For every woman who is called unfeminine when she competes, there is a man for whom competition is the only way to prove his masculinity.
For every woman who is tired of being a sex object, there is a man who must worry about his potency.
For every woman who feels “tied down” by her children, there is a man who is denied the full pleasures of shared parenthood.
For every woman who is denied meaningful employment or equal pay, there is a man who must bear full financial responsibility for another human being.
For every woman who was not taught the intricacies of an automobile, there is a man who was not taught the satisfactions of cooking.
For every woman who takes a step toward her own liberation, there is a man who finds the way to freedom has been made a little easier.
But I have now come to see there has to be a complimentary body of work to be done, by men and boys for men and boys and supported by women and girls. Feminism is for me not just about smashing patriarchy, it is not just about equal rights and opportunities, it is about encouraging women and girls to speak out and speak up about what needs to chance and empowering them to make changes. I think boys and men need something the same along those line. I don’t think it’s feminism job to do it for them, I don’t think it would be right for me as a feminist to tell men what needs doing in how they related to each other and what should get priority in their movement.
I have tried before to get an action group up and going to agitate and petition for paternity leave (there is no legal entitlement to paternity leave in Ireland), there was a lot of talk about creating the group, but none of the men showed up. There are many issues which I am more then happy to support, lack or support services and awareness of male victims of sexual assault, rape and domestic violence, male suicide rates and mental health issues, the rise in male eating disorders as boys now have those impossible abs held up as what it means to be good looking, there is a list to be sure.
To date there is only one group/org which I feel I can show solidarity and support to and that is the men’s shed movement. Most of the other groups/orgs seem to waste so much time and energy condemning feminism and blaming it for all the ills that beset men. The men’s shed movement says that men are more inclined to talk shoulder to shoulder, working together then talk face to face, they do good work globally.
There are serious conversations needed, about what it means to be a man in society, the struggles men face. I do want these conversations to happen, I just wish they would happen to be parallel to the ones women are having. I would love to see a hastag on twitter with men sharing the issues they have faced and deal with.
Just as I think there needs to be women’s only spaces to talk about what needs smashing and changing, I think there needs to be men only spaces to do the same and then we should be able to get together while respecting each other and offer support and solidarity.
I too find it hard to keep my mouth shut :)
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Funny. I had dinner with my sister only tonight and we spoke about how life would be so much easier if we could just keep our mouths shut. She told me about finally losing it with a racist and giving him both barrels. My sister is a lot nicer than I am, and way smarter. She’s also a hundred times more fierce than I am. I almost felt sorry for the racist.
When I got home, I went to the pub for a late pint and brought my paper along for company. Sometimes I like to just enjoy a pint in peace and read the paper. So I sat and I read. And I tried. I really tried really hard not to listen.
“Queers. Fucking queers. Getting fucking married. What has gone wrong with this fucking country?”
“Labour. I blame Labour. Them cunts in Labour. And fucking Shatter. The Jew. He’s in favour…
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Originally posted on Philip Boucher-Hayes:
I’m in Tuam for today’s Drivetime and working off my phone so this blog will not be detailed.
My contacts with officialdom on this scandal suggest that many still feel there is little or no evidence to support the claims the Bon Secours nuns buried 796 infants and children in a disused septic tank.
This is wishful thinking. Although the evidence falls far short of what would required in court it indisputably makes the case for a Garda or state investigation.
1) The testimony of Frannie Corless
Seen here standing on the site of the graves Frannie and his friend Barry Sweeney uncovered the grave in 1975. I’ll upload my interview with him late suffices to say now this proves there are bodies in there. But how many?
2) Births, Deaths and Marriages own records.
Asked to retrieve records like the death certificate above for all the deaths that occurred…
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Originally posted on Feminist Ire:
When I was in first year in secondary school in 1997, a girl in the year above me was pregnant. She was 14. The only people who I ever heard say anything negative about her were a group of older girls who wore their tiny feet “pro-life” pins on their uniforms with pride. They slagged her behind her back, and said she would be a bad mother. They positioned themselves as the morally superior ones who cared for the baby, but not the unmarried mother. They are the remnants of an Ireland, a quasi-clerical fascist state, that we’d like to believe is in the past, but still lingers on.
The news broke last week of a septic tank filled with the remains of 796 children and babies in Galway. The remains were accumulated from the years 1925 to 1961 and a common cause of death was malnutrition and preventable disease…
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