To Hell or to Connacht

To Hell or to Connacht!

Such was Oliver Cromwell's dire dictate to Catholic landowners during the Cromwellian wars in Ireland 1641-1653, after which 90% of all land-ownership was transferred, at the point of a sword, on pain of death, from Irish and Anglo-Norman, mainly Catholic ownership, to English Soldier/Dissenter/Opportunist Protestant ownership. Dispossessed families, many previously wealthy and important, in a refugee state, found themselves forced into the margins of Connacht, mainly Clare, Galway and Mayo, onto land that was at best marginal, hillsides and bogs, and so began the enforced impoverishment of the last great civilisation of Europe, an impoverishment that peaked with the willful genocide that was The Great Hunger, the 10 years of famine in Ireland in the 1840's and 1850's, when 1.5 million people died and 2.5 million emigrated from Ireland, mainly from the western wetlands of Connacht. Picturesque it is but arable it is not.

Most families subsisted on holdings of less than 5 acres in County Galway, with an artificially crowded density of over 500 people per square mile in some areas, totally unsustainable when one considers that they could only grow potatoes on the land, no cereal and had few animals. What animals they had, a pig and maybe a few sheep and rough cattle were kept to pay the rents on their small-holdings. Rack-rents were exorbitant and if the tenant farmer made any improvements he was punished for his industry by having to pay a higher rent the following year. It was a dire lifestyle, one that came crashing down when the potato crop failed.

Yet life continued and a pride in being a Connacht person was always stirring below the surface, a kind of stoic and indomitable spirit. Today Connacht still has poor land but industry is thriving and tourism is particularly healthy, mainly because of the stark and beautiful landscape. Perhaps Cromwell did us a favour after all. But it was a high price to pay, no doubt about that.

Tonight, the Connacht Rugby team who are based in Galway city, play Edinburgh in Murrayfield stadium, in Edinburgh, Scotland, within sight of Balmoral Castle, summer home to the British Royals, who played no small part in Ireland's subjugation and annexation as a British colony, for 700 years. Something to dwell on when the two teams meet tonight. Sport is just another form of war, thankfully with none of the associated devastation.

The West's Awake, but we always remember our past. For more info on the history of Galway or to spend an hour on one of my walking tours 'Galway's Horrible Histories Walks' see http://www.galwaywalks.com