I don't know anything about Northern Ireland politics, history or industry so I'll never guess mate, unless I'm barking up the wrong tree.
started off in one of them towers with a house door at the top to get in, then got sent to join in the fun the fekkers had cut all the blankets to use as ponchos armour and cricketers shin pads some even made helmets and had chair and table legs as weapons then they rushed us, we fekked em ran like kiddies, scared of the bogie man, pretend to be tough in a gang, once you drop the gobshites the rest run to the canteen and surrender