@MusgraveGroup My local Centra gets an all Indian crew dropped off by minibus in full uniform for stock takes, scanners out, doing the whole job.
Meanwhile schools are off, Irish teenagers are applying everywhere for summer/part time work and getting nowhere. Youth unemployment is running over 10% (CSO figures) while the same sector claims “labour shortages” and lobbies for more non EU visas.
Stop marketing yourselves as the “Irish community store” if you’re outsourcing to imported agency teams instead of giving local kids a start. Sort it out.
Family Man Beat To Death By Migrant Teenagers In Dublin.
On Sunday 17 May 2026, at around 4:15pm on Mill Road in Blanchardstown, 37-year-old Alex Coughlan was attacked by two 16-year-old boys without warning.
The defenceless Irishman was forced to his knees, pleading for mercy as one teenager repeatedly punched and kicked him in the head. The second boy filmed the assault on his mobile phone. Alex screamed for help and begged them to stop. He had already handed over his wallet and bank cards, but hesitated when they demanded his gold ring, a gift from his father.
That moment of hesitation cost him his life.
The beating continued. Alex was left unconscious on the ground. He died three days later on 20 May in Connolly Hospital from catastrophic head injuries. His family made the selfless decision to donate his organs.
Two 16-year-old boys were arrested and charged with assault causing serious harm and robbery. The main attacker is a second-generation migrant born and raised in Ireland. The other, who filmed the attack, is a migrant with dual nationality. Both were described by locals as having non-native features.
Gardai later recovered the stolen ring from one of the boys homes, and Alex’s father identified it in court.
The teenagers appeared in Dublin Children’s Court on 27 May. A judge imposed strict reporting restrictions, warning against naming them or sharing the video of the attack circulating online due to their age. Bail was refused, and both teenagers remain remanded in custody.
On Saturday 30 May, what would have been Alex’s 38th birthday, hundreds gathered in Ballyfermot to farewell him. He was remembered as the glue of his family, a kind, gentle, and selfless man who brought laughter and joy to everyone around him.
A dedicated Bupa worker and passionate rugby fan, Alex is survived by his mother Brigid, father John, sister Zara, and brothers Philip and Jack. Mourners sang Happy Birthday and Ireland’s Call. Tributes described him as a truly beautiful soul and caring human being. A private cremation followed at Glasnevin Cemetery.
While Alex’s funeral took place, the Irish mainstream media gave far more coverage and focused far more outrage on the death of Congolese national Yves Sakila, 35. Sakila, who had dozens of previous convictions and multiple prison terms for repeated shoplifting, died on 15 May after being restrained by security staff during another shoplifting attempt. His death was quickly framed by activists as Ireland’s George Floyd moment, sparking protests, political speeches, and claims of racism.
Alex’s killing, a local Irish family man robbed and beaten to death in broad daylight while pleading for mercy received far less attention. Coverage focused on the attackers age and anonymity, with zero discussion of backgrounds or nationalities.
There were no mass candlelit vigils when Alex died, no major protests demanding justice, no political statements, and no national campaigns declaring that his life mattered.
No Netflix documentaries will ever examine Alex's final moments.
Certain tragedies fit a preferred political narrative and ignite weeks of outrage. Others, like the brutal murder of a gentle Irish family man, are treated as less newsworthy. This selective response from the Irish media and political class is an insult to Alex and every family who has lost someone in similar circumstances.
Alex Coughlan’s life mattered. He deserved better, and the people of Ireland deserve the truth.
RIP Alex Coughlan.
Both teenagers are next due in court on 24 June.
#Ireland #CrimeNews #Dublin
Yves Sakila's family have set up a GoFundMe looking for €45k.
Alex Coughlan's family have set up a GoFundMe looking for just €20k.
One has received only 23 donations so far totalling €627,
while the other has received 480 donations so far totalling €20,666.
While Yves Sakila's death gained international mainstream media attention and has been protested by the African community in Ireland (flanked by the Irish left and some of the worlds dumbest politicians), Alex Coughlans murder has received little to no mainstream media coverage, no serving Irish senators condemned his killers and no lefty protests were held for him, just a quiet and peaceful vigil in his honour.
Naturally with all the outrage and publicity for Yves Sakila you'd expect the left and the African community to put their hands in their pockets and donate towards what his family calls "seeking justice".
And with such minimal mainstream media attention to Alex Coughlans murder you'd expect that hardly anyone would even know about it, less mind feel the need to donate to his GoFundMe.
This video proves that the left & the African community can take a couple of hours out of their day and put on a great show calling for "Justice", but in the end it's all self indulgent noise and they don't actually care about Yves Sakila or his family.
And it restores some faith by proving that the Irish people are not as divided or as lost as we thought we were.
This is the Ireland we're living in now, where a man can smash the bones of a female passer by, knocking her out cold with an elbow to the face, then swan out of court on bail, and not a word out of the @NWCI or the mainstream media.
Letter to a mother of a down syndrome adult child received from the HSE. Wtf is happening to our country are we starting to abandon the people who need us most now.
Mr Byrne, don’t you dare blame protesters for what has been done to my daughter.
The people who put my daughter’s healthcare at risk were not on the roads today. It was the HSE, backed by years of failure from Fianna Fáil and Fine Gael.
It is not protesters stopping me from getting to Dublin. The irony is that the truckers you want to point the finger at are actually the ones helping me get through.
So spare me the lectures and the fake outrage. My daughter’s health was not endangered by ordinary people standing up for themselves. It was endangered by a broken system, a useless government, and years of being ignored while she suffered.
Before you start blaming anyone else, look in the mirror. Because the real obstruction, the real danger, and the real disgrace is the way this country has failed my daughter again and again.
An open letter to Gavin Robinson from Robin Livingstone
Dear Gavin,
Last Wednesday you advised the families of the Bloody Sunday dead to “move on”. You were speaking after the PPS decided not to prosecute members of the Parachute Regiment for perjury. The families should stop, you added, “the endless pursuit of others”.
Although I’ve lost someone close to me in violent and unexpected circumstances, and although I write for a living, I will never if I live to write another billion words come anywhere near to bettering a description of the chest-emptying reality of grief and loss that I heard some years ago. Let me share it with you…
“The only relief I get is when I wake up in the morning. There’s a few seconds when you’re still half-asleep, a few more seconds until you’re properly awake, and a few more seconds while you ease into the new day.
“Then, you remember…”
The woman who spoke those words that I’ve just quoted might like to “move on”, I don’t know. Speaking from my own family’s experience and that of the countless victims I’ve met as I potter towards the end of a long career in journalism, I’d say she would. I don’t know for sure, but why wouldn’t she? Who would choose to start every day with an electric jolt of newly-remembered grief in the heart? Who would choose to sob on hearing a bar of a half-remembered song? Who would choose to be suddenly racked with guilt during a moment of family joy? Who would choose not to open a biscuit tin of old family photos because sorrowful smiles are 99 per cent sorrow and one per cent smile.
Your concept of what the Bloody Sunday families are in pursuit of, with its concomitant imperatives of punishment and incarceration, is not one that I recognise. I can’t and don’t as a bereaved relative speak for every name in Lost Lives, that hefty Book of the Dead that’s still as essential to my desk in work as the notebook, phone and keyboard. I can’t and don’t even speak for every member of my family. But I know that what I feel is common coin in the place where grief lives.
Like the Bloody Sunday family, my family is in pursuit of justice, in our case for Julie. We probably won’t know what justice is until we get it – or until we get something that feels like it. At this point all I know about the British soldier who shot my sister dead at 14 is that he’s Welsh. I don’t know his name or where he lives. I have not the faintest idea of what he looks like. Heck, I don’t even know if he’s alive.
Why don’t I know these things? Simply because the man was never made the subject of the kind of meaningful investigation that would necessitate these things being divulged. What’s more, I don’t particularly want to know his name or where he lives – I don’t know if I have sufficient storage in my emotional hard drive to let him into my life. But if these things are made known as we try to complete the picture of how Julie died and why, then so be it.
What I do know, Gavin, is that I don’t want this anonymous Welshman – if indeed he is still alive – to spend a second in jail, never mind long years. What I do know is that the idea of punishing him has never entered my mind. But it goes deeper than that. The man who fired the plastic bullet is likely my age – probably just a little bit older. If, like me, he has children and grandchildren, I hope he loves and enjoys them as much as I do mine. The idea of pursuing him has not only never occurred to me, it is something that I don’t even understand. He is at this point merely a means to an end; as much a part of the drama of Julie’s death as the armoured vehicle and the plastic bullet gun; with more agency, granted, but not much. If he ends up being interviewed I hope it’s on his sofa in Wales and not in a barracks in Belfast. If he ends up being charged I can’t help that, but if he was convicted I’d step forward to ask the judge that he not be jailed, no doubt while your DUP colleagues queued up to get their pictures taken with him and claim him as one of their own.
It’s no surprise to me that you fail to understand that people can no more move on from doing right by those they have lost than they can move on from breathing. Why would you? What does surprise me is that you think victims of the British state like the Bloody Sunday families are in “pursuit” of human beings – of “others”. That is a venal and catastrophic misunderstanding of the sacred and immutable nature of a commitment made while standing over a coffin.
What they are in pursuit of, Gavin, is not Soldier X, or Y or Z. They are merely old and rusted signposts on the road to their journey’s end. What they are in pursuit of is a time when they can fall asleep at night in the knowledge that they have finally kept a promise they made – spoken or unspoken – to the innocent grey face among the mass cards; to the mother, father, husband, wife, brother, sister, son or daughter they lost. What they are in pursuit of is a time when they can wake up, and alongside the every-morning shock of that moment of re-remembering, feel for the first time a surge of pride in a promise delivered.
I don’t know what’s happened to you in the last year or so – maybe a little longer. I specify that time scale because December 2024 was when you crossed the city to get a drive-by picture taken on the Falls Road beside some pro-Palestine graffiti. I don’t think I need to remind you about the extent and nature of the wall art that you passed without comment in your East Belfast constituency to get here, so I won’t mention that except to point out that I don’t remember you ever having your picture taken beside any of it. It struck me forcefully then that this didn’t seem like the kind of stunt that a generally mild-mannered bloke like you would pull.
Then last March you again stuck your barrel chest out, thumbed your lapels and issued another stirring message to Loyal Ulster: you were going to instruct your MLAs to “put a marker down” in relation to the Irish language at Grand Central Station. That also didn’t strike me as a Gavin-style move. And in the autumn you got even more in touch with your inner-Jamie by welcoming the Soldier F acquittal on social media not just with the expected comment that it was a “common sense judgement” but with a big old Para flag. And now, in case anyone thought that the Para flag was a slip of your phone thumb, here you are telling the people still trying to get their heads round your Para play to “move on”.
The most recent LucidTalk poll shows your party up 1% to 19%, and the Belfast Telegraph was reliably excited enough to suggest that this statistically negligible figure points suggests your party’s “shift to the right” has won back voters. But it’s going to take a hell of a lot more than a single point to suggest that the DUP is back, whatever the unionist papers say. I’ve no doubt that your Palestine picture, your Irish language way cry and now your “move on” exhortation will bring familiar fish to the top in the pool you’re currently fishing in. But you need to drop your line in deeper waters and you need a bigger catch if you’re to move out of your polling teens. And in that sense, it may be you who most needs to move on.
This is why they hate X.
Social Media is by no means perfect but its an amazing tool against mainstream narratives.
A large cohort of mainstream journalists & politicians left X this week. Burying their heads in the sand, using Grok as the excuse.
The truth is, all we want is accountability and transparency from Govt... particularly in relation to how are taxes are used.
For Example: this week a FF TD was disqualified from driving for doing 190km/hr! But what nobody has bothered to say is that he's also been paid €600k for being an asylum landlord... & until this week he was the acting spokesperson on Justice & Migration!
Why has no one pointed this out? 🧐
No accountability whatsoever.
How the vastly overpaid political mafia, ALL of them paid more than any English Prime Minister, loot the hardworking citizen taxpayer for their well-connected pals.
#Varadkar’s advisers received nearly €500k in exit payments after his resignation..
https://t.co/c9nF2DMX7u
@FineGael@CllrNoelODon You sent my mother who cares for my father suffering from Alzheimers a letter informing her that her carer's allowance will be taxed from now on. You're literally taking €70 a week from an elderly woman & her disabled spouse - that you post this is an obscenity.
Reality check,No body should be under threat. @SimonHarrisTD online treats are abhorrent and should not be tolerated.But this is the second time in a number of weeks that masked men have come to my door. Our worlds are very different. Why are working class people not protected.
The audacity of @finegael bragging about a €10 weekly increase in payments and then introducing charges for blister packs for meds of up to €50 a month. They give with one hand and take with the other.
I want to be very clear with @MichealMartinTD@SimonHarrisTD@CarrollJennifer if this scandal continues into 2026. I promise you, the next protests will happen on the streets of your constituencies. With all due respect our patience is gone. #JusticeForHarvey
Morning folks, My wife placed an order with Boots on the 16th December, still waiting for it. Anyone else having a problem with Boots. It was for click and collect in Naas. ���😡😡😡😡😡😡