I missed this one. Monsignor Denis Faul was a towering figure in Northern Ireland. He stood astride both sides of the conflict by criticizing both. He spoke out strongly against the IRA at the height of their power. Brass ones indeed. He also had no qualms about detailing the abuses by the RUC and other instruments of state. He was a rare breed and the Irish are poorer without him. I don't think they'll see his like again.

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