Do not apologise

Not one apology.

Not one justification.

Not one word in response to the arguments of the left and the repealers who want to murder your children. They do not care, they sneer and smirk and show their contempt by holding you to your standards whilst having none of your own, by expecting you to be reasonable whereas they are not to be held to account.

Stop playing fair.

When they say you are a man and that you have no right to speak about the topic of abortion, tell them that they are supporting the murder of children, and their opinion is invalid.

When they say you are repressing women's freedom, tell them that they are supporting the murder of children, and their opinion is invalid.

When they say you are endangering women's lives, tell them that they are supporting the murder of children, and their opinion is invalid.

Do not play fair, do not play nice, this has gone on for far too long.

Better men than me were in the march for life, and better men than me were holding aloft Our Lady on a palanquin and holding images of her as they marched with the rest of the march for life. And these better men were slandered on twitter and online and in the media, shamed for being men and standing up for the lives of the unborn generations. And these were far better men than the scoundrels and snakes who snipe at them and spit acid and hatred at them and their courage.

So hit them where it really hurts: in their feelings, which is all that these people really care about the shallow pools of filth that they are.

Do not apologise.

Do not justify yourself.

We are the men of Ireland and we will not sit meekly while our posterity is murdered before us.

And we're. Not. Sorry.