Diary of a Dissenter: A Week From My Window

Was it greed that drove Wolfe Tone to a pauper’s death in a cell of cold wet stone?/Will Ukrainian or Pole inscribe the epitaph of Emmet?/When we've sold enough of Ireland to be but strangers in it?

How to write ‘No Trespass’ must grieve their hearts full sore.

SATURDAY

For the second year in a row, we’ve forgotten about the Feria — the annual harvest festival that — between preparation and execution — takes over the Pueblo for the best part of a week every October. I cannot understand how this keeps happening. The Feria is ingrained in our conscio…