Radical Self Owners: the Irish Connection.

Due to requests from the department of Home Affairs, represented by former Midlands Correspondent, in Bergen, I have done some researches concerning the Radical Self Owners, which during the sixties and seventies were represented by Jostein Kroksleiven,the mink owner, in the…eh…"city" council in Vestre Slidre, Norway. I do in that case show to my last work, meeting Sinn Féin, that the present of Aukrust may be found also on this Emerald Isle, due to IRA’s quite optimistic attitude toward self-made mortar design, the ever returings of politicians who say and do stuff they never should turn to the public with and the general Irish need of searching towards higher terrains at late Saturday to Friday nites. Also, during my researches I did find a lady, who I might suspect to be a young Myrullbraaten’s lover, or girlfriend, just have a look in this article from Irish Independents: http://www.independent.ie/national-news/budget-2009/comment-reaction/the-problem-is-you-were-all-paid-too-much-says-105yearold-margaret-1498913.html as it seems that both are still stuck in the 30s, the 1930s.

Returning to the politics, one person does raise as a potential Radical Self Owner, and that’s the Boss himself, Éamon de Valera. Known for his personal involving in nearly everything that entered the Dàil from he created the entire parliament in 1919 to his death in 1975. Though, it should be mentioned that he wasn’t welcome all the time. As his “unknown” brother in Valdres he wasn’t afraid of telling neither the opposition nor his own people what he really thought about them, hence, he had no problems starting the civil war. If the man couldn’t fight Brits, he could fight other Irish. One year later he lost this war, but after some turbulent 20s, he returned with Finna Fáil in 1932, and was the biggest party, which they still are. But, the legend tells that the FF did arrive the Dáil armed, just so nobody should get the idea to block them. That’s a way to solve a gridlock. And therefore, I can imagine that guy, de Valera, as equal to Kleppvold (despite his membership in Labour), raise from his seat at the end of the table and demand his protest added as a note to the Council protocol after losing a vote.

Above a Radical Self Owner in the 1930s.

Then again. Look how that man are similar to a potential citizen not too far from Flåklypa Telegraph’s Main Office in Arbiensgate 2, Oslo? Try to memorize Leif Juster, give him some glasses and order to act as stiff upper lip-ish as possible. See?

Furthermore, the Radical Self Owner Movement in Ireland are characterized by their possession to own 32 counties, and have in radical ways tried to regain this for them self, without any further success. The movement had their days of glory in the 1930s, and was not afraid to pick a fight if the parliamentary framework were in the way for that. I ’32 they demonstrated their will to own by appointing a bacon manufacturer from Limerick as the British king’s representative at the Castle. His reputation as Governor-General however are limited to official parties in Phoenix Park and long holidays, and in more practical terms he did never sign any bill, treaties or documents like that, perhaps a equal of Sport Correspondent Melvin Snerken? Much spare time, quite a lot of consume and little written evidence of his presence? His successor didn’t even live in Dublin an Lár, he rented a private residence (payed by the State, consensus between the Self Owners and the Privateers?) and did not live in the official public residence (fradicalisation of the need to be Self Owner?) and the story ends with a classical Sindre Piltingsrud-Myrullsbraathen situation. At the same time Edward the 7^th abdicated in London as he refused to budge for the Prime minister, de Valera had a call to the Radicalized Self Owner outside Dublin, they were chronically in each others throats and did merely speak to each other at all, and tells him that Ireland for the first time in 800 years no longer have a foreign ruler with the poetic words “You are abolished”. The Governor-General, whose ears no longer co-operated should then have replied angry “and you are a even bigger one!”. The research will continue, but first after the upcoming weekend since my dear friend Scaramouche, please read her blog as well, are coming for a visit and help the Irish trade out of the recent recession.