Poetic reflections on a Belfast Twelfth

Edward Stevenson, Grand Master of the Grand Orange Lodge of Ireland, taking a '#Twelfthie' in Bessbrook
"Well, Orange Day or whatever they call it is nearly over... a procession of the Loyal Orange Lodges... mainly intended to keep up the Protestant and Unionist ascendancy and therefore a considerable political force. Each lodge was preceded by its banner, a big silk picture the size of a sheet held up on two poles, and also by a band. Then the members walked in slouching fashion – you can't call it marching... every face wore the same "taking-himself-seriously" expression...every kind of ugliness not once but ten-fold...vacant, vicious, vulpine, vulturous." As[...]

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