On Sunday was the 100 year anniversary of the 1916 Easter Rising in Dublin City, Ireland. To celebrate and mark the occasion, there was a military and civil forces parade through the city, as well as a reading of the Proclamation outside the GPO and an Air Corps fly past.
Now, it’s time to take a knee children because it’s story time. For those of you who aren’t too familiar with the history behind the Rising, here’s a very basic outline.
In 1915, a revolution was planned by 7 leaders of the Irish Republican Brotherhood, as an armed rebellion against the British control of Ireland. The Rising began on Easter Monday, because the British armed forces were to attend the Easter races in the Curragh in Co. Kildare, and so the city was relatively empty of opposition for the rebels. Despite the fact that in 1916, the Rising fell in late April, but each year is commemorated on Easter weekend because Catholicism has been imbued in the Irish as a centric part of life.
On Easter Monday, Ireland was proclaimed a republic by he rebels, and Forógra na bPoblachta, signed by 7 leaders of the Rising, was handed out to the public as the marched on the GPO, which then acted as the Republican headquarters for the remaining of the Rising. The Forógra was then read aloud by Pádraig Mac Piarais, and flags of the newly proclaimed Irish Republic were hoisted. Martial law was declared in Dublin by the British on Tuesday, and by Saturday, the Republicans were forced to surrender, after a fire broke out in the GPO due to heavy gunfire.
The reading of the proclamation outside the GPO is one of the most marked moments in Irish history, and this moment was specially remebered last Sunday, when an officer read the same proclamation, in the same spot.
The Easter Rising was ended after only six days, with unconditional surrender of the rebel forces to the British, and near 500 deaths, most of which were civilian. I always like to note when I’m talking about the Rising, the Eamonn de Valera was also involved, but managed to evade execution because he was American (and because he hid in Bolands Mill for most of the week). He later went on the throw a hissy fit that ended in the Irish Civil War.
I went to the parade with pretty much my entire family who are, as my friend says, wet for Ireland. The parade was brilliant, and there were also amazingly fluffy puppies as well. It was quite hilarious when 16 police dogs stopped at the top of the road leading down to Temple Bar, and all proceeded to go absolutely mental.
There was also several old tanks and MTV’s that were used in loads of different places all over the world. Some of the tanks that were driven through dated back as far as 1920. They also had guns and artillery that impressed my brother to no end.
As well as the guns and tanks, there were also several different marching bands. It didn’t help that some of them were one after another, and both playing totally different songs. Here’s a quick video I took of the tunes 🙂
I have to say though, the best part of the whole parade had to be the Army Rangers, who were all crammed into maybe 3 vans, wearing black Morphe suits under their uniform and were hanging off the vans they were on like monkeys from the Jungle Book. My brother was very impressed with them, and all they wanted to do was wave at the crowd.
I shall leave you with some selfies I took with my family at the parade. Also, S/O to anyone who knows my father, I managed to grab a photo of him in which he’s actually smiling. You’re welcome.