Releasing my IRA story to the general public: I'm about to do it

I think it's time in this day and age to tell people about what I went through in Ireland. Populist nationalism in the US is a huge problem and it's high time to tell my story. I'm sure since my real name is used here some bunch of pro-fenian chuckleheads will try to doxx me or fuck with my finances and credit. Just to keep you abreast of this tactic, you should know that I am shameless as fuck and have enough money for an attorney retainer, and don't really need credit anyhow.

There are still IRA bombers hiding out in the US and packing your groceries in the Midwest. If you infiltrate Noraid and Friends of Sinn Fein in the US, you'll find out who they are. Ireland protected abortion clinic bombers from the US and I worked in the Irish civil service in Dublin where one had been a coworker and whose former position I had filled. Honestly if I had known their name I would have taken it straight to the American embassy in Ballsbridge and given the unofficial Feds enough information to bypass extradition with a ground operation off the Irish government's radar. 

But in other ways I did Uncle Sam's dirty work while I was over there, and also England's dirty work. After I returned from Ireland in 2013 I promptly called Noraid/Friends of Sinn Fein office in NYC and told them that now that I'm back with second amendment rights, Gerry Adams should watch his butt cancer ass coming over here, because depending on my mood he might end up not making it to his IRA fundraisers in Boston and New York. Hey, I was coming home with massive PTSD caused by terrorists, so I said what my heart was screaming.

That got me a visit from the FBI but it was totally worth it. They started leaning on FOSF and Noraid and clamping down on fundraising because an American, WITH A PAPER TRAIL at Bob Corker's office documenting this hellscape, tangled with the tactical system of a bunch of white terrorists. Good thing the J6 protestors were and are too stupid and disorganized to operate like the IRA.

As for Gerry, I only wish a long and drawn out painful kidney failure death of natural causes for that Jean McConville-murdering hairball. I was almost disappeared too.

Also, just to note, my ex in Ireland who got the IRA involved in my family matters is now dead from alcoholism. The authorities in NI have hidden this from me but I found him on Findagrave buried next to his grandmother and a photo of him lying on a bridge in Derry drunk off his ass. Good riddance.