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Béarla arís. GML. Gá leis scaití. GRMA, Michael Collins as an inspioráid. The fact that many of the women you’re being asked to vote for so they can have their rights are at this moment in exile and deprived of a vote shouldn’t put you off! Sure amn’t I one of them. They can exile us. They locked us up in Magdalenes. They stole our democracy and replaced it with a theocracy. They stole our babies and sold them. They rule our schools and call us monsters and murderers and threaten us with 14 years for daring to think we have rights. They have murdered us as small children in Tuam and with ignorance in our laws still. But, but we have a weapon more powerful than any in the whole arsenal of their Vatican Empire in its unholy marriage with our government and law — and that weapon is our refusal, our refusal to bow to any order but our own, any institution but our own. Our friends in Iona, Youth Defense, and American fundamentalist misogynistic churches would like to shut me up. Oh yes, shut me up again, humiliate me, who knows? And I’d like you to send them a message. If they shut me up, who’ll vote Yes for me and for all women? Abair: I will! Who’s going to vote Yes? Abair: I will! I can’t hear you. Who’ll vote for women?! Will they shut you up?!! Aisghair an t-ochtú. Roghnaigh saoirse, cearta, meas do na mná. Maith sibh na laochra sa bhaile. Neart agaibh ann. Coinnigí oraibh ar son na tíre. TÁ muid libh.
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You tried Duolingo, you have some ability, you even attended an Immersion Weekend, and now you want to get better in Irish. What can you do to get fluent? Some suggestions to get you to another level mar is féidir. Seo a scríobh mé cheana ar an ábhar seo. Cúpla rud le cur leis anois: Listen. Éist. To podcasts & to music. Beidh tú ag foghlaim sa charr! B’íomhá i bhfíseán le Jean a spreag seo. É sin agus Pele i Hawai’i. Fadó, fadó agus is fadó a bhí, bhí Éire agus SAM le chéile. Bhuel cuid di. Ar bhealach. Muise, lig dom tosnú arís. Fadó fadó bhí Éire ina dá leath. Bhí farraige mhór eatarthu. Iapetus a thug siad uirthi. Bhuel, aigéan a bhí ann le bheith cruinn. Seo anois. Sé an rud é go raibh iarthuaisceart na hÉireann ar imeall SAM (nárbh SAM é ag an am, le bheith cruinn tá fhios agaibh). Bhí oirdheisceart na hÉireann ar imeall na hEorpa (nárbh … dheara, tuigeann sibh). Tháinig an dhá leath le chéile agus insíonn clocha i gCo. na Mí an scéal sin. Bhí mé ag smaoineamh ar seo go léir is mé ag smaoineamh faoi lár na tíre is Bealtaine, is tinte ar Uisneach. Nuair a tháinig mo chomharsan béil dorais ón tSeapáin go hÉirinn bhí fonn uirthi Eiscir Riada a fheiceáil. Níor thuig mé an thábhacht leis an áit. Tá scéalta againn a mhaireann faoi Leath Choinn agus Leath Mhogha. N’fheadar an mbaineann na scéalta le am i bhfad níos sine ná mar a cheapamar? Smaoinigh mé ar an gCruachán agus Uisneach agus an thábhacht le tine ar bharr an chnoic i lár na tíre. I gcuimhne ar bholcáin fadó? Bhíomar scartha fadó agus thángamar le chéile. Meas tú an féidir linn bheith le chéile arís? Sin na smaointe a bhuail mé inniu agus mé ag caint ar stair, tíreolaíocht is scéalta. See change. Sea change Leis na focail cuí, is féidir. Neart le ceartú leis na focail a roghnaímid. Béarla arís. GML. Gá leis scaití. GRMA, Michael Collins as an inspioráid. The fact that many of the women you’re being asked to vote for so they can have their rights are at this moment in exile and deprived of a vote shouldn’t put you off! Sure amn’t I one of them. They can exile us. They locked us up in Magdalenes. They stole our democracy and replaced it with a theocracy. They stole our babies and sold them. They rule our schools and call us monsters and murderers and threaten us with 14 years for daring to think we have rights. They have murdered us as small children in Tuam and with ignorance in our laws still. But, but we have a weapon more powerful than any in the whole arsenal of their Vatican Empire in its unholy marriage with our government and law — and that weapon is our refusal, our refusal to bow to any order but our own, any institution but our own. Our friends in Iona, Youth Defense, and American fundamentalist misogynistic churches would like to shut me up. Oh yes, shut me up again, humiliate me, who knows? And I’d like you to send them a message. If they shut me up, who’ll vote Yes for me and for all women? Abair: I will! Who’s going to vote Yes? Abair: I will! I can’t hear you. Who’ll vote for women?! Will they shut you up?!! Aisghair an t-ochtú. Roghnaigh saoirse, cearta, meas do na mná. Maith sibh na laochra sa bhaile. Neart agaibh ann. Bhí alt sna meáin faoi fhoclóir nua don Ghàidhlig. Is maith sin. Cheapfá go mbeadh áthas ar dhaoine faoi ach tá ciníochas fós láidir sa tír is seo is seo is seo mar a bhí cuid den chaint faoi agus alt faoi anseo. GRMA agus tapadh leat, Marconatrix. Tá grá ag daoine don Ghàidhlig. In am do chúrsa Duolingo a bheith ann. Is glaoigh Scottish ar an gcúrsa le do thoil! Deacrachtaí le Gaelic (dul amú). Fág Scots le Burns. Iontach ar fad seo a fheiceáil ar Twitter inné agus i bhfad níos mó. Timpeall 7,000 acu. Ag trendáil ar bharr Twitter. Ardaíonn sin mo chroí. Is aoibheann linn anseo i gCathair na nAingeal ár dturas go Gàidhlig. Teanga fíorálainn í. A Scotland without Scottish (Gàidhlig) is like a sky without stars. Chonaic mé taispeántas san Getty Villa le déanaí faoi Phluais Plato. Daoine mar phríosúnaigh ag breathnú ar bhalla ag ceapadh do bhfuil siad ag breathnú ar an saol mar atá ach níl siad ach ag breathnú ar scáileanna. Téann duine amach agus feiceann sé an domhan i gceart is tagann sé ar ais le rá leo cad atá amuigh ansin i ndáiríre ach tá daoine ann is fanann siad ina bpríosúnaigh go deo. Níor mhaith leo an fhírinne, ná brí, ná an saol mar atá i ndáiríre a fheiceáil. Smaoinigh mé ar sin is mé ag breathnú ar an scannán Song of Granite. Chuaigh Seosamh Ó hÉanaí amach sa saol mór is chonaic sé a bhí ann. D’aithin sé scaití go raibh glór nach raibh ceolmhar ann a chuir mearbhall ar dhaoine is fuair sé suaimhneas sa cheol a d’fhoghlaim sé sa bhaile amuigh faoin aer nó i gcisteanach. Smaoinigh mé ar an bpluais nuair a d’éist mé le The Streets Have No Name le U2. Tá ainmneacha ar na sráideanna againn. Ach níl brí leo. I mBÁC tá sráideanna nó bóithre ann ar nós Cappagh, Ratoath, Ballyboggan, Finglas, Glasnevin, Ballymun, Kilmore, Malahide, Raheny, Kilbarrack, Drumcondra, Clontarf, Kylemore, Ballyfermot, Inchicore, Terenure, Clonskeagh, Rathfarnham, Dundrum. Brí ar bith leo san leagan seo. Sin atá fágtha againne, na príosúnaigh a chreideann nach bhfuil tada mícheart le brí a bhaint ó ainm áite. Ní thuigimid cad is brí lenár dtír féin. Muid caillte sa dorchadas is ní aithnímid sin. Ní Béarla ná Gaeilge atá againn ach dul amú. Teanga gan brí. Sin a d’fhág siad againn. Is tharla 1916 is tháinig saoirse, dúradh linn. Níor tháinig ach daoirse eile. Is rinneamar dearmad ar an mbrí is d’fhanamar sa dorchadas. Leads, seo 2018: 125 bliain ó bunaíodh Conradh na Gaeilge. Mar a dúirt De hÍde fadó: DeAnglicize.