From the past:

An epiphany! I never quite realized how much of the true history story of Ireland, that I have missed. I feel just like an unknowing child who has had a whole new world opened. (Kind of like
being hit in the head with a big stick, ya now?). Thank you, Thank you.
Carry On. Tricia

I wish to join the cause, I always felt that free beer, oops free Parthelonia was essential to complete world peace. Have ye noticed how, since they were oppressed ( those poor beggers) the world has been in tremendous turmoil. Ah it all went to wrack and ruin when the Pathelonians were brought under the yoke of oppression.
A free Pathelonia means a free world and free southern beer for all.
Duna H'ein

Being of Ulster ancestry--I can't say I feel a bit violent t'all!! --Now...the where the @!*/ did I put that axe??!!

Well now! That's certainly an interesting if not- entirely-accurate portrayel of the whole Irish history angle. If it were actually true, I might be horrified enough to actually stop referring to myself as a Celtic-American! That would SUCK. Luckily, I know better--Think of all those forms that I would have to go change-- You know, the ones that ask you if you are an American-indian,an African- American, Asian,Caucasion, or (my personal favorite) OTHER. Actually, the only reason that the Tuatha elected (Yes-- ELECTED) to retreat beneath the fairy mounds is because it had been prophesied that that Inisfail was meant to be the land of the son of man, which were the Milesians. And it really should be noted that the Tuatha really weren't such a bad lot, no matter what kind of beer they drank, really they were quite a damn sight more civilized than you're common Joe, and tended to do really the more politically correct thing with most of the folks that they invaded and treat them fairly well, just sort of blending in with them all. Hell, they were known to be actually quite impressed with the Fir Bolgs knowledge of crops and animal husbandry, and not a lot of people stopped to look past the dirt with those poor souls. They only kicked the Fomorians out because those nasty warts on the ass of society didn't have a soul to split, or a brain cell to be more than fair, between them. Some of them managed to escape, even tho the Tuatha meant to burn all of they're own boats when the envaded, and the nasty things are still around today just because they're immortal, blast the luck. Somedays it just doesn't pay to get up, get dressed, and go out to invade a country.
Well, have a lovely weekend!
Patti S. Soper

Um, you're taking the piss, right?

If the Parthelonians hold any resemblance to the character pictured at the top of the page, they need only to walk into a pub, and the place will clear in a tick.
As for getting back was is rightfully supposed to be theirs, they are going to need one hell of a PR firm to pull off that little manuever.
Getting Mary McAleese into a mini-skirt would be much easier..
Whatever, I support your efforts in this somewhat overwhelming task. Up the Parthelonians!

*thinks she can just about 'pick' each of you ROTFLMAO ..

Parthelonians? You are kidding, right? Anyone who thinks Fintan had no descendants (and he lived over 5000 years, not 500... someone dropped a zero there, among other things), well, that's wishful thinking. The same kind of thinking that led Parthelon to sort of "delete" his parents, or did that fact slip your memory as well? Hmmmm...?

Anyway, some of us claim our rights to the land as righteous descendants of Fintan. So you Parthelonian late-comers may whistle a merry tune, but it's all hot air to us!

Meanwhile, I'm trying to sort out the "De" from the "Ande" among the Tuathai. What's their story anyway?

Hi,
My name is Deven and am look'in for my families roots in Ireland. Can people still become Druids? If so how'd they come about to doing somethig like that? Also, if you any information about my ancisters, my last name is Chism.

P.S.,
Could I get a more accurat version of this? I forgot the Name, oops!


OISÍN i dTÍR na nÓG
Oisín in the Land of Youth


Fadó, fadó, bhí Oisín agus na Fianna amuigh ag fiach. Chonaic siad cailín álainn ar chapall bán."Cé tú féin?", arsa Oisín.
Once upon a time, Oisín and the Fianna were out hunting.They saw a beautiful girl riding a white horse. "What is your name?", asked Oisín.

Il y a bien longtemps, Oisín et les Fianna étaient partis à la chasse. Ils virent une belle femme sur un cheval blanc."Comment t’appelles-tu?" lui demanda Oisín.


"Is mise Niamh", ar sise. "Tá m'athair in Rí ar Thír na nÓg." Thit sí i ngrá le hOisín. "Tar liom go Tír na nÓg", arsa Niamh.D'imigh Oisín léi ar an gcapall bán.
"My name is Niamh", she said."My father is the king of Tír na nÓg". She fell in love with Oisín."Come with me to Tír na nÓg", said Niamh.Oisín went with her on the white horse.

"Je m’appelle Niamh," répondit-elle. "Mon père est le roi du Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse. Elle tomba amoureuse d’Oisín. "Viens avec moi au Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse," lui dit Niamh. Oisín partit avec elle sur le cheval blanc.


Chuaigh siad thar an bhfarraige go Tír na nÓg.Bhí Oisín an-sásta i dTír na nÓg.Bhí saol an-deas aige ann.
They crossed the sea to Tír na nÓg.Oisín was very happy in Tír na nÓg.He had a very pleasant time there.

Ils traversèrent la mer en direction du Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse. Oisín était trés heureux au Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse. Il passait un agréable moment là-bas.


D'imigh 300 bliain thart. Níor éirigh éinne sean nó tinn i dTír na nÓg. Ach bhí uaigneas ar Oisín:"Ba mhaith liom dul ar ais go hÉireann chun Fionn agus na Fianna a fheiceáil arís."
300 years passed.Nobody got old or sick in Tír na nÓg.But Oisín got lonely:"I want to go back to Ireland to see Fionn and the Fianna again"

300 ans s’écoulèrent. Personne ne vieillisait ni ne tombait malade au Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse. Mais Oisín se sentait seul. " Je veux retourner en Irlande pour revoir Fionn et les Fianna."


"Tá go maith", arsa Niamh."Tabhair leat an capall bán.Ach ná cuir cos ar an talamh in Éirinn!" D'imigh Oisín ar ais thar na farraige go hÉireann.
"Alright", said Niamh."Bring the white horse with you.But don't set foot on land in Ireland!"Oisín crossed the sea back to Ireland.

"Très bien," lui dit Niamh. "Emmène le cheval blanc avec toi. Mais ne pose jamais un pied sur le sol d’Irlandais!" Oisín traversa la mer en direction de l’Irlande.


Ach bhí athrú mór an tír. Bhí Fionn agus na Fianna marbh. Bhí an-bhrón ar Oisín. "Rachaidh mé ar ais go Tír na nÓg", ar sé.
But the country had changed a lot.Fionn and the Fianna were dead. Oisín was very sad."I'll go back to Tír na nÓg",he said.

Mais le pays avait beaucoup changé. Fionn et les Fianna étaient morts. Oisín était très triste. " Je vais retourner au Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse," se dit-il.


Chonaic sé grúpa fear ag obair sa pháirc. Chrom sé síos agus bhog sé an cloch. Ach thit sé go talamh. D'imigh an capall ar ais go Tír na nÓg.
He saw a group of men working in the field. He bent down and moved the rock. But he fell to the ground. The horse ran back to Tír na nÓg.

Il vit un groupe d’hommes qui travaillaient dans les champs. Il se pencha pour bouger le rocher. Mais il tomba sur le sol. Le cheval blanc repartit au galop vers le Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse.


D'éirigh Oisín sean.Bhí sé níos mó ná 300 bliain d'aois! Thug na fir go Naomh Pádraig é. D'inis sé dó faoi Fionn agus na Fianna.D'inis sé dó faoi Niamh agus Tír na nÓg.Ansin fuair sé bás.
Oisín grew very old.He was over 300 years old!The men took him to meet St. Patrick.Oisín told him about Fionn and the Fianna.He told him about Niamh and Tír na nÓg.Then Oisín died.

Oisín devint très vieux. Il avait plus de 300 ans! Les hommes l’emmenèrent voir Saint Patrick. Oisín lui parla de Fionn et des Fianna. Il lui parla de Niamh et du Pays de l’Eternelle Jeunesse. Puis Oisín mourut.

Fintan lives on in his descendants in Oklahoma...he did not die,he swam the Atlantic, traveled down the coast of Florida around the tip , through the gulf of Mexico and up the Mississippi and into one of it's tributaries ,the great Arkansas river....As the salmon Fintan swam these waters and he(being good at shape shifting) turned into what is known as a Bass and flourished in the lakes of what is known today as green country , an area of north east Oklahoma. He grew large and ominous in these waters, that are very good by the way. At times he would loom up out of the water and frighten the natives of the area and they for this reason made offerings to him so he would be pacified....He was named Bigbassthatblowshotair. Totems were raised in his honor and festivals held in his worship....Bigbassthatblowshotair was most happy when English explorers were fed to him at these festivals. And even to this day an occaisional person of Anglo descent will disappear without a trace on the Lake of the Cherokees... this is where he remains today...We also call him the one that got away.

One small piece of Oklahoma history from Lisa on 6/24/99 donated for the millenium.

Oh I see! Now the Tuatha De were tyrants! How stupid of me! Wait a minute....I seem to remember a fellow by the name of Bres who lorded it over the Tuatha De Danann after Nuada lost his arm (along with his throne). Seems he was the type to raise taxes and force people into slave labor! Wasn't he a FOMORIAN ??? In fact, the Tuath De were so civilized they spared him his life after Nuada reclaimed the throne. Gee, I like how historical revisionism works....

The fomorians came to the united states. They were the giants that are found in mound burials. They were here about 1500bc to around 1000bc.

And I used to think the Fomorians were the bad guys. Now I learn they were wiped out by McDonalds 3000 years ago and I feel sorry for them. Oh well, we learn something new every day.

Well....don't feel too sorry for them, Shea....it seems that the McDonalds actually gave them usefull work....you can see they just about any day....under the sign of the Golden Archs, saying things like "May I take your order, please?"...and of course getting it completely wrong....*Ahhh....that will be two double cheese burghers and a small order of fries...*

*Oh, and dont forget the Shamrock Shake....*

*runs around the tables chasing rogue* .... you, you, you !!! YOU STEALER!! come back here you rogue!!!! *waves brass candle stick above her head ready to thwack rogue* (thanks LostSoul for the great word)

*huffing and puffing...*.Hurry hamster!!....she's getting closer...and while your at it check the price on recycled brass...

*ducks flying candlestick* Sheesh! Just when I thought I could wander innocently through the message board... Whaddja do this time, Rogue?

Hi Lyricka...*steals a kiss from her...*...now, you know I'm always as innocent as the drive snow...*put's on his most charming rogueish smile...* Bye Lyricka...Hurry up Hamster, she's gaining on us!

*rounds the corner right after the tiring hamster* ...... sheesh that rogue can run, though!

No, no, no, Rogue-- Wench Law #18: "If you are male, then, no matter whether you realized it, no matter whether you remember it, no matter whether you actually in fact did anything, you always did something"
But be careful with the brassware, Lacie; don't hit the hamster.

*whispers to Lyrika* ... the hamster is a damn rodent!! *makes NO attempt to hide her fear of rodents*!! I am sure the brassware would look good around the hamsters neck *LMAO*

Rogue, listen to Lyrika .. she makes good sense *grin* ......

Truth may be stranger than fiction: I recently found out I'm a Firbolg, through the O'Phelans of Decies!!! Check out
http://www.ogara.org/Kelly.html
for a *total* deconstruction!
Leo in Dublin...Indiana...

Well....If you are going to use beer kegs to build a wall it would be best if they were empty of their usual contents. I would be happy to come over to help you in the task of empting said barrels.
dave of Dorset.

Is Partholon not the correct spelling here

I take great (and dire) exception to being described as 'dead' on your otherwise excellent site. Be warned ye mortals and tremble before me, I shall return to stake my rightful claim very, very, soon..... Tiocfaidh mo la. FINTAN.

I do not see why the fact that we the honourable de dannanns are discriminated against just because we no longer live topside.Below is still irland.
*aside* failte fintan, long time no see. how are you getting on with your book?

Eriu

I have nothing against Parthelonians. Some of my best friends are Parthelonian. That is, until they get a few inside them and start shouting "Up the Parth". I find that kind of thing tiresome, really.

*bites tongue and grins* ... i would find that tiresome, also.

Yeah well I claim descent from a Celt - Niall of the Nine Hostages child, would you believe. And here's me thinkin' it was actually quite a prestigious bloodline, but it turns out it was only a measly 1500 years ago. Nothing to get excited about after all. Damn, guess I'll have to go and embrace my French / German ancestry instead.

Sean-Joseph Macann

Sean-Joseph .. I have trouble remembering yesterday .. be glad you know about 1500 years ago *smile*

Lacie .. That must have been some yesterday...
Does anyone have an update on how they are coming along up north with their beer production? Methinks they have a bit of reserve left and so we will volunteer to help swab up. It's a little too peaceful around here anyway.

Terry the Scot

i am currently researching my ancestry (dare i say it - in England) and it appears i have ancestors who originated in Ireland.
They are, SWIFT of Monaghan and McDermott (as yet of unknown origin)I wondered what does this make me? (Careful how you answer that!!)
I am also interested to find out info about infamous Kings and Queens of old Ireland. Also the emblems that you favour, to represent your country (aren't you fed up with the whole "lepricorn" imagery?)
Wales love their dragon, so what about you?
If you can help i would love to hear from you. feel free to reply via:
a-merlin-imp@citizensconnection.net
Many thanks!
Ian Plimmer

Ireland is ours! and all its bountiful pubs.
Who in christ is going to believe that anyone would choose Tallaght as their final resting place.
Only ugly people, (non Parthelon/Partholon)i.e. all Celts, would contemplate any conceivable visit to Tallaght.
In case I forgot to mention, all Parthelons are as good looking as The Corrs. Non of your white and freckly cack.
Strictly dark hair and blue eyes, exept after a night on the tiles when a tinge of red may creep in.

If you're referring to Parthelon's people, they didn't really have much choice about where they died. Most of us don't. Tallaght didn't exist until they died. 'Taimhleacht' means 'plague grave,' after the 9000 Parthelons who died there.

'Who in christ' would choose Tallaght as their final resting place? The Céile Dé did. Better known as the Culdees, they were a Celtic Christian sect renouned for their devotion to Christ and his teachings. They founded a religious centre in Tallaght in the 8th century.

Let's have a look at the next sentence, which is confusing for those of us who understand English:

'Only ugly people, (non Parthelon/Partholon)i.e. all Celts, would contemplate any conceivable visit to Tallaght.'

Deleting the unnecessary parentheses (no need for them if what you have to say is of relevance), we have 'Only ugly people, i.e. all Celts, would contemplate any conceivable visit to Tallaght.'

So, all Celts are ugly people!

Next we have: '. . . all Parthelons are as good looking as The Corrs.'

The Parthelons were mythological beings that never existed in reality. The Corrs are three demi-goddesses and a demi-god, depending on one's inclination, that have a very substantial bank account that confirms they do exist in reality!! On the other hand. . ..

And finally: 'Strictly dark hair and blue eyes. . .'

I have strictly fair hair and blue eyes. The guy working beside me has strictly brown hair and brown eyes. Another has definitely no hair and green eyes and one even has grey eyes and a beard. She doesn't like us to mention it, though.

Are you trying to make some point here?

*L@ one with grey eyes and a beard*
Lovely...

Who are these Parentheses? Are they some breakaway group of Parthelonians?
Demi-Parthelonians?
Why are they unnecessary? I'm sure I'd disagree with them, but I will defend their right to be included (as long as they acknowledge the true Parthelonian claim to the land, breweries and pubs of Ireland.)

Speaking as a semi-god, with variable hair (both in hue and quantity) is it better to be a demi-god(dess) than a semi-god(dess)?
Is 'cúpla focal' more than 'a few'?

Anyway, Andrea Corr is blonde. Believe me.

Point of order Mr Speaker!

The purpose of this message board is to pander to incidious tribal tendencies.

Throwing rattle's out off prams and coming on like Miss Jean Brody everytime you take offence to the proclamations of "The First One's" is like crying to your Mum that a Pokemon called you fat.

Cult Secretary.

You do mean rattles I take it.
Should that be "The First Ones".

See me after class!

*Skips class*

Orin's gone fishing.....well he should with the bites he is getting *G*

Tír has abandoned me!! Cast me aside like unnecessary baggage. Baggage!!! After all these years of faithful service!!!

(In Parentheses, that just means that Tír is being uppity tonight and doesn't want to know anyone called Shae)
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(Mea culpa, Acc!!!) (that's parenlatintheses). I should have warned all the Tír people about this sinister and that dexter conspiracy! It seems that the various Bracket septs have finally resolved their differences and agreed to amalgamate to form a new supersept - the Parentheses!! The square Brackets and the round Brackets were bad enough but they spent so much time quarreling with each other that they didn't bother most of the rest of us. That all changed when the curly Brackets joined in and started stirring up the Apostrophies!!! Nothing worse than a stirred up Apostrophy when it gets' mis'placed!

Anyway, just thought Id' warn yiz all about this inCidious new development. Beware of the Parentheses!!!

Apostrophy Now !!

Caught two kippers!!!

Tackle = ?
Bait = ~

NEWS UPDATE

Partholons form alliance with Semicolons

The Irish Tilda Society would like to announce thier support for the inclusion of the Parentheses in all matters of state related to the alliance between the Parthelons and the Semicolons.

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What's the bets that somone will try to put a full stop to these activities?

- And we have yet to hear from the Commanists.

If anyone did, they would have to be an jack-asterick.

Someone miss a period?

*eeewww did I really say that*


Well, it's not uncomma you know.

Urgent message from his highness Partholon himself
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     ^^^^
-- |__P__| --
   //         \\   Stop it....
  ((   O O  )) /
   ))    -   ((
  //     o    \\
 //  - \_/ -  \\
/                  \
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*message back to His Highness*


NO.... make me ;~

If his highness wasn't so busy being mythical,he'd administer some discipline.

a. Spanking.
b. Target in an arse kicking competition.
c. Holiday in Tallaght.

Choose wisely!

Free Parthelonia! Free Beer!

Let's return to these core concepts.

Regards,

Fir Bolg Phil

Yes! core values.

Free beer first though, and some more free beer.
I'll have another thanks.
Yes thats right, same again.
Lovely! another free beer.
Whahay! and again.
Are you lookin' at me pal?
Outside now!

Hic!

you talkin to me? you talkin to... ohhh thats pritty(looks away from her guinnes for a moment and looks at the prity hampster who is dragging a full bottle of stoli away in to the lurkers lounge. turns back) HEY WHO STOLE MY *hic*

any ways as i was sayin, says i up with the panths and down with the good beer.

Us Ulstermen ae not so very violent nor ill tempered. Just so long as we are kept fed, warm and provided ample beverage. By the way where is my pint? Hold on while I bash some heads.

Ouch...

Uh, LR, were your panths down or someone elses panths??? *watches the ulsterman and prity hampster engage in fisticuffs over the stoli* What a lovely place :)

I trump all of you; I am a descendant of Banbha, which if you have read The Book of Ballymote, quotes the older Cin of Druim-Snechta in stating that she came to Ireland (Called the Glas of Domhan at the time, if I'm not mistaken) 150 women and 3 men before Cessair OR the Parthelonians. The Island was even named The Island of Banbha of the Women at the time, I'm pretty sure, and her name remains a poetic name for Ireland. Like you Parthelonians, we've been slandered by having been decreed by the history books as having been wiped out by a plague (with the exception of Banbha). Since you Parthelonians built the 1st guesting house in Ireland and brewed the 1st beer there, you can have control of the pubs, but damn it, I want a taste of the benefits!

hi you wee lepricorn how are yeh

Can anyone tell me what a Y is in Ogham?

thanks

Mick

Mick, take a Look here:

http://www.csupomona.edu/~jcclark/ogham/ogh-alph.html

By the way, you can download the font online. I'm not too sure where i got it from, but search google.
Slán
Éanna

I don't think that there is/was a 'y'in Ogham.
It's certainly one of the Latin letters not present in Irish.

For further confusions, try, f'rinstance
http://www.highspeedplus.com/~edonon/translat.html