Francis O’Neill is making up stories. His readers are lapping them up. Only problem is they’re untrue. That doesn’t seem to bother his subscribers.
I offered to show Francis where he’s gone astray in his Old School Journalist hit piece but he’s not interested so I’ll point them out here, for the record. One by one. It’s going to take some time. He’s got a lot wrong.
His nudge unit tactics rely on suggestion and deliberately misleading his audience. O’Neill has suggested that I’ve suddenly got money but he’s zero evidence to back up his claim. He writes:
It seems that since lockdown, O’Loughlin has solved her financial problems.
And again:
She claims not to rely upon her alternative media output financially but her straitened pre-lockdown financial situation seems to have alleviated despite her having no other apparent significant income.
Here’s the thing. An old school journalist would have to come up with some kind of example here to support his argument. That’s the difference. Proof required. He’d have to show something, anything that would support the theory that I’ve suddenly hit the big time. Some kind of signal that I’d been bought off. Receipts. Signs of wealth gain. Anything.
The best O’Neill can come up with is that my Substack is not a commercial enterprise. That’s a weak argument. A sign of desperation. Nearly as desperate as him dragging my children into the argument. What do they have to do with any of this? What kind of person does that? This is a man who also put out affair rumours trying to break up Bob Moran’s marriage while claiming I’m promoting the ‘dissolution of the family unit’ because I’m a single mother. Francis O’Neill is a tricky individual.
He’s wrongly assumed that I was ever wealthy, just because I worked on TV and have interviewed a slew of celebrities over the years. He didn’t care to ask. I would have told him straight. I’ve never pretended to be rich. I’m about as stretched as I’ve ever been. Just about getting by, making ends meet. I’ve never chased money. It’s one of the reasons it was easy for me to speak up when the hour called. I couldn’t be bought off. I wasn’t trying to preserve my career. Blow it up. Things needed to be said that would make me unemployable. So be it. Turns out, I quite like being unemployed. Gives me more time to research and examine nudge unit tactics from embedded saboteurs.
‘Get a job!’ goes the refrain. I hear it from every angle. Why would I waste my time writing about the excess deaths since the Covid shots? Nobody cares. ‘Move on!’ ‘You’re wasting your life’. You have to be made of strong stuff for this terrain, a space that’s crawling with intelligence operatives and their various agendas. They want to manage the narrative. I’m in the way. It’s annoying, for them.
O’Neill has been sneaky in his long-winded narrative build up. He’s chosen a mainstream media report that suggested I started interacting with the public about the Covid scam on April Fools’ Day 2021 just because I posted on Instagram that day as I had daily before that and every day after until the account was nuked for ‘misinformation’. My Instagram account was a hive of activity around that time, to the extent The Journal attempted to quell the uprising in a corner of the Internet they hadn’t accounted for. The April Fools’ Day tactic they used was an attempt to undermine the seriousness of the message, as if it was some kind of joke. O’Neill is simply repeating the misdirection as if true without bothering to check first. That’s not just lazy, that indicates he’s got more nefarious intentions with his article than getting to the truth. It calls into question his character. Who is Francis O’Neill? Who’s paying him for these hit pieces? They must take ages to construct. Can’t imagine Substack is paying the bills.
Let’s look at the message I was putting out on Instagram around April 2021 and see if I was trying to mislead anyone or if there’s anything amiss.
That’s the beauty about telling the truth. You don’t tie yourself up in knots. You can pull up old clips and ask, ‘What’s the issue?’ The only people who’d have a problem with what I was speaking about in April 2021 are the perpetrators of the Covid scam or those who fell for its propaganda. What issue does Francis O’Neill have with these posts? He needs to elaborate if he wants to make a proper argument. His readers should insist.
In his hit piece Francis O’Neill claims I was late to the Covid scam party and only spoke up later. Again he’s wrong.
In August 2020 I wrote a column in the Irish Mail on Sunday later printed on Evoke.ie which opened with:
Between Jedward labelling Jim Corr a Covidiot and Van the Man calling on fellow musicians and industry insiders to fight the ‘pseudo-science and speak up’, at least we’re finally having a bit of a heated debate, no matter how surreal.
It had all gone a bit dictatorial there for a while. Follow the rules or else. If you’re not an expert, shut up and do as you’re told.
Any opposing opinions were shot down with ‘Think of the front line workers’. It makes you think how easily manipulated we can be at the very mention of ‘killer virus’. Surely it’s time to allow for a more nuanced discussion about this ‘unseen enemy’ including opinions from across the board from layman to non-WHO aligned medical experts.
There were no other journalists in Ireland doing this at the time in the mainstream media. They’d all fallen into line. Careers to protect. Money to be earned. Francis O’Neill is trying to rewrite history with his crafty techniques. Lucky somebody’s documenting this or it would have been memory holed by those who claim they’re awake.
I tend to get in the way like that.
Eventually I had to walk away from my job in the mainstream media because I realised they were deliberately coercing the public into rolling up their sleeves. I’d figured out the shots were toxic at that point. It was a process. I had to make a decision. Remain and be a part of the system or leave and be unemployed. I chose unemployment. It’s ok. I knew the stakes were high. I made my decision and I stand by it to this day. I’m not looking for sympathy or donations.
In closing his hit piece, Francis O’Neill write:
Who employs her? Why is this Irish woman so concerned with the opinions of English bloggers? Why is this high flown journalist concerned with the opinion of online conspiracy theorists whom she decries as having limited critical thinking abilities? She has three children to raise and a household to support, how does she have the time or inclination to engage in a series of smear articles or online spats?
Nobody employs me. I’m an unemployed single mother who just happens to have met a lot of people along the way and who understands this game better than most. Why am I so concerned with the opinions of English bloggers? Who said you’re bloggers? Looks more like intel ops from this perspective. O’Neill brings up my father in his piece for reasons unknown, ignoring the fact that Miri AF’s Dad has an OBE as she told us before in a Substack. There’s an awful bang of deflection about his pieces. Too many red flags to ignore.
I don’t overlook these markers and I know it bothersome to you bloggers but there you go.
I’ll continue to correct errors as I see them and question bum steers like the ‘no bomb, no victims’ line on the Manchester Arena attack putting the emphasis on the reader to double check. It won’t win me likes and validation. It won’t make me rich but as my mother always told me, ‘You come into this life nothing and you leave with nothing’.
This life, as far as I’m concerned, is a soul test.
It’s not about the love of money and worldly gain.
We must choose wisely which master we serve.
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