You’re about two million too high there, sport.
Presumably you’re assuming that the north will be reunited with the republic.
And it’s true, British Protestants are broken shells of humans and bringing them into a civilized and secular republic won’t be easy. I know people that would prefer to not be united than to have to civilize Orangemen; and others that would bring them in just to spite the Prod Dogs.
But it must be done. The de-anglicizing must occur, the cause is just, and the first blow of the modern decolonization movement was struck in Ireland, and my big throbbing shillelagh wants to make bastard children anyway. And if we can smash the British institutions, weaken the British imperialists, destroy their language, and make their daughters’ wombs fat with Catholic babies—well, we did that to the Normans when they came over. And the Vikings before them.
And probably stray Romans before that; and long into the mists of history, the people of Cessair, the people of Partholón, the people of Nemed, the Fir Bolg, the Tuatha Dé Danann, and the Milesians that consumed them all.
We fucked ourselves over three continents, and all of them celebrate how well we fuck this month.
Yeah, giving old white society fathers illegitimate grandchildren named Seán Óg Ó hAilpín or Saoirse Ní hÚrdail sounds like just the ticket.
See, you don’t understand, and neither can your Dutch SJW friend that started this thread; but even the stupid Orangemen know the truth:
We didn’t spend a thousand years trapped with them. They have spent the last thousand years trapped with us. And that last barrier is almost gone, and they’ll go the same way they’ve all gone before. They’ll look into their women’s eyes and hear:
Alis Volat Propriis; Tiocfaidh ár lá; Proletarier Aller Länder, Vereinigt Euch!