18 years old. Andy O’Donoghue took it upon himself to petrol bomb a facility meant to house third-world invaders in Dublin. He risked everything to do what needed to be done. Because of one boy, the enemy won’t be sleeping in warm beds at our expense, but we can sleep better knowing that. Thanks to that one kid.
For his actions, he has been sentenced to five years in prison, punished not for a crime, but for resisting his own people’s replacement. His response? “I’ll have grown a few hairs on my chest by then.”
Where is his celebration? Where is his recognition? Where is his support?
Meanwhile, grown men sit behind their screens, whining in comment sections, writing endless posts about “awakening the masses” while kids throw their futures away in their place. One boy. One MAN, had the courage, while the so-called warriors of his nation did nothing. And yet, they are promoted, while he is forgotten?
