23 September 2025

The Boy Who Cried Wolf: Simon Harris and the Suspicious Symphony of Threats

The Boy Who Cried Wolf: Simon Harris and the Suspicious Symphony of Threats

The Boy Who Cried Wolf: Simon Harris and the Suspicious Symphony of Threats

In the theatre of Irish politics, where scandals simmer and accountability evaporates like morning mist over the Liffey, few performers command the stage quite like Simon Harris. As Taoiseach, the golden boy of Fine Gael has mastered the art of deflection: when the heat from policy failures—be it trolley-choked hospitals or housing mirages—threatens to singe his Teflon suit, cue the dramatic entrance of a personal threat. It’s almost poetic, isn’t it?

Every time the Dáil dogs bark loudest, an envelope arrives, a call buzzes, or a shadowy online menace materialises, shifting the narrative from governance rot to the plight of the persecuted leader. But poetry this contrived starts to smell like prose from a spin doctor’s playbook. And with Ireland hurtling toward EU-mandated surveillance under the banners of “hate speech” crackdowns and the so-called “Chat Control” or CSAM scanning law, these timely perils feel less like coincidence and more like the perfect pretext for a power grab. Gardaí launched an investigation into a significant online threat to the Taoiseach’s family. Sounds hard doesn’t it? Well, bear with me. Let’s dissect the pattern, from the powdered envelope of 2019 to the bomb hoaxes of last week—because if Harris is the boy who cried wolf, we’re the villagers left holding the bill for the false alarms.

Simon Harris Party
Simon Harris

Act One: The White Powder Lifeline Amid the Trolley Inferno (2019)

Remember in 2019 when everyone wanted Harris gone, and there was going to be a no-confidence vote in him? This happened: security fear as white powder is sent to Health Minister Harris. Shocked the public and made them feel sorry for him. And nobody was ever arrested for that, and that’s the last we heard of it.

Flash back to early 2019, when Harris, then Health Minister, was public enemy number one. The trolley crisis had reached Dickensian depths: over 100,000 patients marooned in emergency departments the prior year, with Limerick’s hospital a grim tableau of the elderly expiring in corridors. The Irish Nurses and Midwives Organisation demanded emergency powers; Sinn Féin and Fianna Fáil tabled a no-confidence motion on February 20, branding his tenure a “scandal” of slashed budgets and broken reform pledges. Resignation rumours swirled thicker than the disinfectant fumes in overflowing wards.

Enter the deus ex envelope: On March 4—just 12 days after the Dáil showdown—an anonymous missive arrived at the Department of Health, spilling harmless white powder (later confirmed as a hoax, likely flour or talc mimicking anthrax). Staff quarantined for hours; headlines pivoted from “Harris Must Go” to “Minister Under Siege.” Taoiseach Leo Varadkar decried “oddballs” targeting politicians, and the sympathy surge buried the motion. Coincidence? In a year when Fine Gael’s tax cuts for the elite trumped hospital beds, it was a masterstroke of misdirection. The Gardaí probed but found no culprits—much like the ghosts that haunt Leinster House’s empty promises.

Act Two: The 2025 Bomb Hoax Bonanza—Hoax or Hype?

Fast-forward to September 2025, and the script feels ripped from the same dog-eared playbook. Harris, now Taoiseach, is knee-deep in fresh muck: the #JusticeForHarvey inquest exposing surgical delays that cost a child’s life; fudged housing data inflating completions by thousands; and opposition baying for his head over childcare shortfalls and disability service black holes. Polls show Fine Gael haemorrhaging support, with #ResignHarris trending like a bad flu.

Cue the threats crescendo: From September 5–8, a barrage hit—online vows of sexual violence against a family member, kidnapping plots targeting his kids, and climaxing on the 7th with multiple Telegram-routed bomb warnings to Garda stations claiming explosives at his Greystones home. Harris was at a Mullingar event; his family, absent, was told to stay away during the sweep. The Garda Dog Unit scoured the property: nothing. A hoax, as they swiftly declared, orchestrated via anonymous VoIP calls from encrypted group chats—no direct line to Harris required, just coordinated tips to spook the system.

Here’s the rub: If the Gardaí pegged it as a hoax from the jump, why the full-throated amplification from Harris? He took to the airwaves, decrying an “effort to intimidate me out of office” and invoking threats to democracy itself. Platforms like Meta and Telegram were strong-armed into data freezes, with Interpol dragged in for the overseas angle. Yet, curiously, no neighbours were evacuated—no door-knocks, no community alerts, no disruption to the quiet Wicklow suburb. In a “national security” scare, the blast radius stopped at his driveway? It strains credulity, especially when contrasted with real crises like the 2023 Dublin riots, where entire streets were locked down. This selective panic smells of amplification for effect, turning a digital prank into a shield against scrutiny.

Online death threats against Harris originated from another country. It just gets more and more convenient every day for these people, doesn’t it? The Garda Special Detective Unit, which investigates threats to state security, has now sought the assistance of Interpol in its probe. The move follows the SDU obtaining IP addresses and other identifying data relating to accounts where the threats originated, which are outside Ireland’s jurisdiction. And in other, just as realistic news, I’m Santa Claus.

The bomb threats were the most recent incident and involved calls made to three Garda stations claiming a bomb had been planted at the Taoiseach’s Wicklow home last weekend. Gardaí suspect the calls were made by different people, orchestrated via Telegram group chats, leveraging the app’s VoIP capabilities and encryption to mask identities.

But let’s unpack the Telegram claim. Gardaí insist the calls were routed through Telegram to Garda stations, not to Harris directly, sidestepping the app’s contact restrictions. You don’t need to be confirmed contacts to dial a public emergency line via VoIP—unlike Telegram’s user-to-user calls, which do require mutual connections and linked phone numbers.

Convenient? Absolutely. Plausible? Just barely coordinated group chats could pull it off. But the Gardaí’s swift “hoax” label, coupled with zero arrests and no neighbour evacuations, makes it look like a staged panic to drown out #JusticeForHarvey and housing lies. If you’re going to script a bomb scare, lads, at least make it believable, where’s the cordon, the sirens, the community alert?

This is fraud dressed up as fear, and those responsible, be it Gardaí, civil servants, or the Taoiseach’s spin team should face the music for peddling it. Fraud is a very serious matter.

Simon Harris and EU
Simon Harris

The Pattern: Threats as the Ultimate Get-Out-of-Jail-Free Card

When there was pressure on McEntee or Varadkar, the sob stories came out, no different. When it’s Martin that needs it to pull on the heartstrings of the public using his two dead children (and for clarity, I nor anyone would wish that awful travesty on anyone), whether it be 2021, 2022 or 2025, it doesn’t matter. It’s used as a weapon against you for the benefit of these people, and this is no different.

It’s not isolated, it’s epidemic. Since 2019, Harris has weathered at least seven such episodes, clustered precisely when the political mercury spikes: a June 2024 bomb hoax amid immigration backlash; August 2024 Instagram death threats post-disability rows; late September 2024 home harassment during budget battles. Each time, the victim narrative blooms, drowning out the failures.

I can’t help but see the “boy who cried wolf” etched in every envelope flap. When the herd ignores the final, real wolf, because trust is eroded, what then? Harris’s woes aren’t fabricated, but the fanfare around these “perils” is, conveniently timed to humanise the unaccountable.

What about the threats to the health of all these children because of surgeries they didn’t get? After he promised in 2017 no Irish child would wait more than 4 months, and after Harvey passed away he was partying at his brother’s wedding, now we all understand that is a normal thing to do, but remember at this time he had not even reached out to Harvey’s parents or even acknowledged it at any level,  The pain and the suffering Harvey’s parents and family went through.

What about the daily threat to our women and our children up and down the country? Because of all these people that they brought into the country, people we know nothing about. Harris and all his ilk are responsible. A threat against the family of the everyday working man and working woman in this country is acceptable. But the threat to an evil politician like Harris’s family isn’t acceptable. And that’s if it’s even real or true, well it’s the world we live in today. It’s terrible, but there’s a threat at our door. There’s a threat to our livelihoods, to our families. Harris and his ilk are responsible for that threat.

The EU Strings: Hate Speech, Chat Control, and the Surveillance Trojan Horse

And lest we forget the broader stage: These threats aren’t just personal get-outs; they’re fuel for Fine Gael’s authoritarian wish list, green-lit by Brussels. In May 2025, the EU gave Ireland a two-month ultimatum: Implement hate speech laws or face the Court of Justice, rules mandating platforms to purge “hate” under vague definitions that critics like Independent TD Ken O’Flynn warn could muzzle free speech. Though the “hate speech” clause was quietly dropped in September 2024 amid backlash, the framework lingers, empowering state censors.

Worse, it’s bundled with the EU’s “Chat Control” push, a 2025 proposal to scan every message on WhatsApp, Telegram, Signal—even emails—for “child safety.” The so-called “Chat Control” or CSAM scanning law is a naked power grab, mandating AI spies on your device to scan every message before encryption. Sold as protection from grooming, it guts end-to-end encryption via client-side scanning, turning Big Tech into Big Brother’s foot soldiers. Ireland’s Data Protection Commission is prioritising “online child safety” this year, with Oireachtas codes forcing platforms to monitor harms. Scientists and privacy hawks have begged rejection, but Harris’s government—fresh off Telegram “threats”—is all in. Funny how a hoax call routed through the very app they’re eyeing for surveillance becomes Exhibit A for the crackdown. It is the child protection that this would be used for, but we all know it is to surveil us (and all politicians are exempt from being surveyed). Coercion disguised as care? It’s the oldest trick in the EU playbook, and Harris is the eager apprentice.

Time to Call the Bluff

Simon Harris isn’t just crying wolf—he’s herding them into our backyards, all while the real predators (cronyism, waste, neglect) prowl unchecked. The 2019 powder, the 2025 bombs: impeccable timing, minimal fallout (no evacuations, quick hoaxes), maximum mileage. As Ireland sleepwalks into a surveyed dystopia under EU edicts, we must demand transparency, not sympathy. Who benefits from these shadows? Follow the spin, not the sirens. The villagers deserve the truth, before the next “threat” silences us all. 

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