Banshee's Wail - newspaper of Heliconpac

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Irish Symptoms

4 • Day 954, 21:22 • Published in Ireland Ireland

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I had finally returned from a 2 month sabbatical to the UK doing research on indigenous, island-spawned stupidity when I entered my office and expected cobwebs and the usual ants. I was surprised at the immaculate nature of the room. I thought Gladi

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U.K. Crying Wolf

12 • Day 914, 21:59 • Published in Ireland Ireland

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I was sitting in the park waiting for Doyle. He had called a few hours earlier babbling about photographs. I was simply content to watch the Irish skyline and muse about the elections. He sat heavily next to me - his large frame shaking the bench.

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Ambassador to Israel - A chat with the President

4 • Day 908, 10:13 • Published in Ireland Ireland

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I was staying at the Spa Club Motel a few miles out of Beersheba when I got the call. President Perfect.Knight would see me. A taxi dropped me at the Leonardo Hotel Negev. His secretary, Atsuko, met me in the lobby, a friendly lady well suited for

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Kryptonite! It May Be Patton's Only Hope!

10 • Day 895, 17:33 • Published in Ireland Ireland

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I hadn't been in the office for 3 days. The desk was piled with envelopes. "Letters to the Editor", I mumbled under my breath, the usual compilation of Irish triumph and temper just before the Presidential election. Gladi was in a corner

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What the British Lack Isn't Between The Ears

11 • Day 877, 16:22 • Published in Ireland Ireland

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In my office again trying to decide what I wanted for lunch. My desk was littered with the usual papers and articles generated by Irish minds over the last few days. In walks Doyle, one of my professors from school. I haven't seen him in 3 years but