Many of the criticisms of Gerard Murphy’s book indeed are valid, given that the author’s evidence is often inadequate to support his claims, his connections are frequently tenuous, his conclusions sometimes overstated.
But is this surprising, given his upfront admission (p. xi), that the book “is the best I could do with what I uncovered, and some conclusions may turn out to be incorrect when more evidence becomes available. It is at best a theory or, rather, a series of interrelated theories. These may be refuted by future scholars. If so, good luck to them”?
Despite the book’s scholarly shortcomings, therefore, it has served a valuable purpose in provoking discussion and raising awareness of this hitherto secret chapter of our past. That corrections and amendments already have been made shows that our understanding of that dark period has improved, thanks to Mr Murphy’s flawed work.
Concentrating on its flaws has allowed hostile critics to evade the substance of the book, which is that a politico-sectarian murder campaign was carried out by a cadre of paranoiacs and villains under cover of the Tan War and—especially—the Munster Republic, and against the professed principles of Irish republicanism. The book establishes a strong case that this did happen—for all that the details its author provides for individual cases often may be unconvincing and sometimes seem far-fetched.
I have not read all the reviews, but I don’t think I’m unfair in saying that at least some seem hostile toward the book less because of its author’s failure to adequately support his central thesis than because of his advancing such a thesis at all. To be blunt, an anti-revisionist agenda seems to be animating some critics.
Such studied hostility toward critical re-examination of our past does us Irish little credit. Robert Fisk, hardly a ranting champion of British imperialism, or enemy of Ireland, observes that in war there are “no good guys”; Gerard Murphy agrees: “War is a phenomenon from which very few protagonists emerge smelling of roses” (p. xii). So why do we Irish (some of us) feel a shrill need to insist that we are the exception; that all on “our side” were good guys? Is it an atavistic fear of our imperial masters that makes us deny that we possibly could have done anything “wrong”, anything “ignoble”, in our struggle against them for our freedom? Or are we just so deeply insecure (another post-colonial burden) that we feel a pathological need to be loved by the rest of the world, and therefore must portray ourselves, in all our “approved” accounts of history, as either fearless heroes or hapless victims of Perfidious Albion?
Why can’t we see what a blind man can see: that such an approach all too easily may expose us instead as liars or fools? Seumas Mac Manus, a precursor of today’s anti-revisionists, claimed (in The Story of the Irish Race): “Emmet’s failure in Dublin was a more permanent, more far-reaching success than Wellington's triumph at Waterloo”. Big tickle, Seumas! How loudly would you like the world to laugh? Similar howlers litter Roger Casement’s writing, for instance his lofty boast (in “The Romance of Irish History”): “no nation, no people, can reproach Ireland with having wronged them”. Tell that to Saint Patrick’s father and mother—or to Pat himself, or any other slave. Tell it to the Indians slaughtered by Phil Sheridan, Myles Keogh, and countless other Irishmen. Right-on Roger—way to go, man! Tell it like it is.
However some of us persist in denying the dark side of our past, the terrible fact is that through the various Troubles thousands of our people, Catholic as well as Protestant, were murdered by their fellow-Irish or fled for their lives. That many Protestants returned after the Civil War shows that their fears were not of republicans who took seriously their responsibilities to all the new state’s citizens, but of motley thugs and murderers who took advantage of their anarchic position.
We do not need Gerard Murphy’s book to know this: as Professor Brian Walker points out in The Irish Times (19 January 2011), the Catholic Bishop of Cork at the time pleaded publicly on behalf of “Protestants [who] have suffered severely during the period of civil war in the south”. Professor Walker cites further contemporary evidence of Protestant persecution, as of course does Gerard Murphy in his book. The census figures show that Protestant numbers declined. That evidence is lacking for the worst excesses Gerard Murphy seeks to expose has much to do with Die Hard suppression of Cork newspapers, as well as intimidation both then and in subsequent years. Evidence of many murders was literally buried. But absence of evidence is never evidence of absence.
That said, any claim must be backed by evidence if it is to be accepted by reasonable people, so more needs to be done here, as on other aspects of the revolutionary period. But thanks in part to Gerard Murphy’s flawed book, further investigation already is being carried out in the case of Cork.
