Finally, today, the person who directed the murder of Shane Geoghegan has been convicted and sentenced to life in prison. It has taken nearly five years to nail John Dundon for this crime, but at last he has been unequivocally identified as the person who gave the orders for the murder.
I can remember clearly the night Ireland played Canada at a friendly in Thomond Park five years ago. I was there myself, and feeling so proud of our new rugby stadium until later that evening word came through that the scumbags had yet again sullied the name of our town. I wanted to kill somebody myself, knowing as I do what a wonderful town this is, full of creativity and life, but ultimately I felt a sense of futility. What are we going to do about these ignorant, violent fools in our midst, people with no allegiance or feeling for our community. Isn’t it time to eject them from our community as we would a crowd of invaders?
We turned out in our thousands to protest against this pestilence.
Some of us even climbed Everest in support of the Shane Geoghegan Trust.
We didn’t give in to these useless lowlifes. We refused to let our city be defined by ignorant thugs. And we refused to submit to lazy journalists who prefer clichés and stereotypes to real thinking.
While it’s no consolation to Shane’s family and friends, at least today we saw the ignorant scumbag behind his murder sent to jail for life, however long that might be. Personally, I don’t wish Dundon a long incarceration. Just a miserable one.