Ó Apollo go Artemis

From Apollo to Artemis

Dírbheathaisnéis 16- ag imeacht ón Tréad

On July 21, 1969, early in the morning, Dad and I sat watching Neil Armstrong step onto the moon. I do not remember if anyone else was with us. I was twelve years old and spellbound by the sight on television. It did not seem possible that such a thing could happen at all, yet there it was before us, taking place in our living room on the black-and-white television. When Neil Armstrong and then Buzz Aldrin walked on the moon, Michael Collins remained in orbit in the command module. All of them were white American men.

Now, many long years later, another American mission has carried astronauts back toward the moon. Artemis II has gone around the far side of the moon and is on its way home as I write this. As I watch this mission, I feel a little of the same wonder that Apollo awakened in me.

Apollo 11 belonged to the Cold War. At that time, the space race was bound up with national pride and rivalry between the great powers. Artemis II belongs to another age. This mission is an international collaboration. Diversity can be seen in the astronaut crew: a woman, Christina Koch, a man of color, Victor Glover, and a Canadian, Jeremy Hansen, along with the American Reid Wiseman.

What struck me most as I thought about these two missions was the length of time between them. In a way, much of my own life is measured between them. When Apollo 11 landed, I had not yet started secondary school. Now I am retired after a full working life as an engineer. By the time people return to the moon again under Artemis IV in 2028, nearly sixty years will have passed between those landings.

Back on Earth, some things have changed enormously. At the same time, much less has changed in other things. The digital world has changed beyond recognition. We have moved from a black-and-white television in one room of the house to a world of internet, mobile phones, instant video, livestreams, and now artificial intelligence, another development that would not have been easy to imagine in 1969. We saw Apollo 11 through television and radio. But Artemis II is always available to us on our phones and screens whenever we want to watch it.

Although digital technology has advanced at blazing speed, the same cannot be said of rocket propulsion. The SLS rocket used for Artemis II produces only 15 percent more thrust than Apollo 11’s Saturn V rocket. That is progress, certainly, but it is not a revolution. Artemis II is more modern, safer, and more sophisticated, but in physical terms it is still doing the same thing Apollo 11 did more than half a century ago.

We too have changed as a society, because the same bond no longer exists between us as we watch this astonishing achievement. We all watched Apollo 11 at the same time, and there was a feeling that the whole world was part of it. We felt closer to one another through that shared experience. Everything about Artemis II is available to us now, anywhere, anytime, on our mobile phones. But the shared public moment is much weaker now. Although we are more connected to information through technology, we are more separated from one another socially. We watch the mission in clips, often alone, and on our own schedules, because too many other things are drawing our attention away.

Although we have made enormous progress in technology since 1969, it cannot be said that we have moved forward in the same way in matters of peace for humanity. The wars in Afghanistan and Iraq came and went, carrying a terrible human cost. The war in Gaza has left dreadful destruction and loss of life. Ukraine remains under attack. At present, the conflict with Iran is under way, and fighting words have been heard from President Trump about destruction on a vast scale. A two-week ceasefire is now in place, but no one knows what will happen tomorrow.

Along with everything else, there is climate change, another threat growing before us. Those dangers were not so clear in 1969, but now everyone knows what is at stake, and weather conditions are worsening every year. Although Artemis II shines as a beacon of hope, grave dangers remain, including wars, authoritarian governments, and climate change.

Perhaps, however, that is precisely why this mission matters so much. It reminds us that people are still capable of realising dreams and doing good deeds. I think again of that boy sitting with his father in the middle of the night, staring at the black-and-white screen, spellbound. He could not have imagined the world that was to come. And perhaps we cannot fully imagine the world ahead of us either.

If there is anything to be learned from Artemis II, it is this: there is no strength without unity. And although we have failed again and again, we must still keep pushing forward toward a better world. We have no other choice.

 

Sáinnithe i lár Cogaidh – Tuairisc mo neachta ó Dubai!

Trapped in the Middle of a War – My Niece’s Report from Dubai!


The war involving the United States, Israel, and Iran has taken a significant turn for the worse over the past week. Following Israeli strikes on major Iranian oil and gas facilities at South Pars and Asaluyeh on March 18, Tehran sharply escalated its threats, warning that Gulf energy infrastructure in Saudi Arabia, the UAE, and Qatar could be targeted. This sparked widespread anxiety across the region, as it signaled that the war could spread further, devastating the economies and lives of people already living under its shadow.

Iran also demonstrated its long-range capabilities by firing two ballistic missiles toward the joint U.S.-U.K. base at Diego Garcia in the Indian Ocean. Although reports indicate the missiles did not hit the base, the incident reinforced the sense that the conflict is widening, becoming increasingly unpredictable and difficult to contain.

President Trump then raised the stakes once again. He warned that unless Iran fully reopened the Strait of Hormuz within 48 hours, the United States would strike Iranian power plants. Iran countered with its own threat, stating that if its power infrastructure were attacked, it would retaliate against Israeli power plants and other regional power facilities linked to U.S. bases.

Then, almost as suddenly, Trump appeared to pull back. On March 23, he claimed that “very good and productive” talks were underway between the U.S. and Iran, with major points of agreement reached, and he postponed the threatened strikes for five days. However, Iran publicly denied that any such talks were taking place. Thus, the region remains in a state of profound uncertainty: one day brings threats of escalation, the next talk of diplomacy, followed almost immediately by denials and renewed doubt.

For those living in the UAE, it is a constant, agonizing journey. Every new threat spikes the tension. Every rumour of talks or a pause brings a small measure of relief, but that relief fades quickly, as no one knows what comes next.

My niece shared her thoughts with me before some of the most recent developments. If anything, the tension is even sharper now than when she wrote them:

“For me, the main feeling lately has been a kind of constant mental exhaustion. You’re always slightly on alert, waiting for the next notification on your phone and wondering if it will be followed by a bang, and if so, how far away it will be.”

In the UAE, a phone message is no longer just a message. Silence is no longer just silence. Every pause is heavy with the understanding that something else could be about to happen.

This pressure doesn't stay with just one person. It seeps into homes, onto the roads, into workplaces, and into family life. The city might still look normal from the outside, but the atmosphere has changed completely.

As my niece put it:

“I think many of us have become a bit irritable and hypersensitive too, simply because our nerves are on edge. It changes the look of everyday life. I get nervous about simple things like driving somewhere. There’s always a question in the back of your mind about something falling from the sky, whether that’s missiles or debris.”

It is easy, from a distance, to view these events as a series of headlines. But for those living in the UAE, the war is felt differently. It is felt in the phone alert that tenses your shoulders, in the instinctive glance at the sky before getting into the car, and in the effort to keep daily life moving while the wider region lurches from one threat to the next.

If the past week has shown anything, it is how suddenly this war can change direction. One day brings threats against power plants and Gulf infrastructure. The next brings talk of productive discussions. Then come denials and further uncertainty.

Undoubtedly, things are much worse for the people of Iran, with a terrifying amount of bombs being dropped on them by the U.S. and Israel. But my family is not in Iran, so I do not feel that direct impact in the same way. There is no such thing as a good war, and I hope this conflict ends soon. Even then, it will be difficult for life to return to how it was, and it is likely the people of the UAE will be keeping an eye on the sky long after the hostilities have ended.

 

Sáinnithe i lár Cogaidh – Tuairisc mo neachta ó Dubai!

Trapped in the Middle of a War – My Nephew’s Report from Dubai

Trapped in the Middle of a War – My Nephew’s Report from Dubai

The situation for Irish citizens living and working in the Middle East, particularly in the UAE, has become far more stressful since the United States and Israel began the war against Iran. Although Iran says it is targeting military bases in the Arab Gulf states, it has been reported that hotels and other civilian sites in the UAE have also been hit. As a result, life has changed dramatically in Dubai, where my nephew and niece have lived with their families for years.

Before the war began, Dubai was widely regarded as one of the safest and most prosperous cities in the world. Now, Iran is launching missiles and drones toward the UAE almost daily. The UAE’s air defenses intercept most of them, but they do not manage to stop them all. This offers only a small amount of comfort to families living there, especially those with young children.

I asked my nephew and niece to describe daily life in Dubai at the moment. I am publishing my nephew’s report today, as it illustrates clearly what life is like there right now:

“Life in Dubai has changed dramatically over the past two weeks. There is a sense of uncertainty and unpredictability, and at times it feels dangerous. There has been a clear shift in day-to-day life.

Sometimes when you are outdoors, you hear missiles overhead or see them crossing the sky, with some being intercepted right in front of you. The sound of those explosions is unlike anything I have ever heard before. The shockwave travels through your entire body, and it is impossible to ignore.

We receive official government alert messages almost every day, instructing us to take shelter when waves of missiles are coming our way. Recently, other messages also arrive an hour or two later confirming that the situation is under control again. At night especially, people are much more alert, checking their phones, watching for alerts, and listening for unusual sounds. This creates a tension that is now part of everyday life. I’ve noticed one thing: every time I go out, I look up at the sky just to be sure. That has become an instinctive habit now—something that would have been quite strange a short time ago.

For families, especially those with young children, this is one of the most difficult aspects. We have two small children, and the sound of those explosions is very frightening for them. They are certainly afraid and don't understand what is happening, so we try to downplay the situation and reassure them, telling them it is a normal occurrence—like police cars or ambulances passing by.

Travel has also been heavily affected. Due to the closure of airspace, flights were not operating for certain periods. On some days, the airspace was reopened for a few hours to allow people who were on holiday here to return home to places like Ireland and England, but many flights were still cancelled. Once, when flights resumed for a short while, civilian aircraft appeared to be flying side-by-side with military jets. I had never seen anything like it before, and it was a surreal experience.

In everyday life, there is much less traffic on the roads, though most people are still trying to carry on with their routines and daily duties. It must be said that the response systems are working very effectively. Despite this, there are still cases where drones or debris have caused damage to buildings.

Overall, people are getting used to the situation as best they can, but the atmosphere is very different now. There is an understanding that things could change suddenly. Daily life continues, but everyone is more alert and more cautious than usual.”

Next week, I will continue this series with a report from my niece in Dubai.

 

Sáinnithe i lár Cogaidh – Tuairisc mo neachta ó Dubai!

Caught in the middle of a War!

Saturday, February 28, I felt the Iranian war for the first time in a text message from my sister.

“There are explosions in Dubai,” she wrote. “C. is terrified,” she added, referring to her daughter.

Another message arrived shortly after. “A missile hit The Palm Hotel and Resort in Dubai. It went up in flames.”

Then she sent me a screenshot of an alert her son and daughter had received on their phones: “Due to the current situation and the threat of missiles, take shelter immediately in the nearest secure building, and stay away from windows, doors, and open areas. Await further instructions.”

I called my sister immediately. She was anxious about her son, her daughter, and her three grandchildren in Dubai. I tried to reassure her. We agreed that the threat was "low."

But “low threat” changes its meaning when it concerns your own family. When danger involves strangers, it seems like a measured thing. When it involves the people you love, it no longer feels low. it is a threat, and it feels very close.

By Sunday, March 1, the reports out of Dubai were clearer. Reuters reported damage in Dubai, including at the international airport, Palm Jumeirah, and the Burj Al Arab, after the first wave of Iranian retaliation spread across the Gulf. That same day, another message came from my sister.

“They hit the airport and a missile was intercepted near where C. lives. C.’s nerves are shattered.”

Some of the first messages came in the chaos that accompanies a live attack. That is how it is in those moments. It is the "fog of war." Rumors, fear, and half-facts reach us in a single blur. But the overarching truth was clear enough. Iran was demonstrating that it could strike across the Gulf, terrorize the Arab Gulf states, and cause major disruption to life and the economy. It wasn't just a military message; it had a strong psychological element too. No one in the region was completely safe.

Since the war began on February 28, the United Arab Emirates has attempted to stay out of a wider regional conflict, even as they are forced to defend themselves against repeated attacks. That prudence is important, as it helps keep matters under control rather than expanding them across the region. Despite this, however, much of the danger is beyond their control. On March 9, the UAE envoy to the United Nations in Geneva called for de-escalation and a return to negotiations, while simultaneously stating that the UAE was ready to protect its critical infrastructure.

It is also clear that this war is far from over. Ali Khamenei was killed in a US-Israeli airstrike on Iran on February 28. On Sunday, March 8, Iranian state media reported that his son, Mojtaba Khamenei, had been chosen as the new Supreme Leader. Reuters reported that this appointment indicates continuity and confrontation rather than compromise.

No one can say for sure how this war will proceed, nor what it will mean for families in the UAE in the coming weeks. We hope, of course, that the attacks on the Gulf states will stop soon.

On Monday, March 9, the UAE stated that its air defense network has been under continuous attack since hostilities began on February 28. According to official figures, 253 ballistic missiles from Iran were detected. 233 of them were destroyed, 18 fell into the sea, and 2 landed on the ground. The UAE also said that 1,440 drones were detected, 1,359 of which were intercepted and 81 of which landed within the country. Eight cruise missiles were also detected and destroyed. Despite this, 4 people were killed and 117 others were slightly injured. Those killed were citizens of Pakistan, Nepal, and Bangladesh. Among the injured were residents from more than twenty countries. To our knowledge, no Irish people have been injured so far. The UAE Ministry of Defence said its forces were fully prepared to deal with any further threat.

The UAE's air defense relies heavily on American-made THAAD and Patriot systems, supported by other systems to deal with lower-flying missiles and drones. The UAE says they still have sufficient interceptors.

I recently received a detailed account from my nephew, who has lived in Dubai for several years, about life as it is now with the UAE under attack from Iran. It is clear from his words that ordinary life itself has changed. People are watching their phones, listening for alerts, and even looking up into the sky as a new habit. Due to space constraints, I cannot publish his full account here, but I will return to it in a separate article.

For people far away, war is often a headline, or a map, or a line of official numbers. But for families whose own people are under threat from missiles and drones, it is something else. It becomes personal. It becomes immediate. It becomes the thing you think about when the phone lights up in the middle of the night.

 

Litir ó Mheiriceá – Ní mór do Chomhdháil Stáit Aontaithe Mheiriceá (SAM) Gníomhú gan mhoill!

Letter from America — The United States Congress Must Act Without Delay!

Litir ó Mheiriceá - Ní mór do Chomhdháil Stáit Aontaithe Mheiriceá (SAM) Gníomhú gan mhoill!

The first air strikes by the U.S. and Israel, under the name Operation Epic Fury, began at 9:45 a.m. (Tehran time) on Saturday, February 28. In the first 24 hours of the campaign, the United States and Israel launched more than 1,400 munitions against 1,000 targets — the largest air campaign in the region since the invasion of Iraq in 2003.

The centerpiece of the first wave was a precision strike in the Pasteur Street area of Tehran, which killed Ayatollah Ali Khamenei and 49 senior Iranian leaders, including the Chief of Staff of the Armed Forces and top commanders of the Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corps (IRGC).

An Urgent Threat?

On Monday, March 2, Secretary of State Marco Rubio claimed the strikes were a response to an “urgent threat” — defining “urgent” not as an immediate physical attack at that moment, but as a strategic imbalance that was rapidly deteriorating.

According to Rubio, Iran was attempting to reach a “point of immunity.” At that point, Tehran would be producing ballistic missiles at a rate that the U.S. could not match in terms of supplying its interceptor missiles. Consequently, Iran would be able to proceed with its nuclear program without fear of military retribution.

Regional Escalation

In the 72 hours following the initial air strikes, escalation emerged quickly. On March 2, Kuwaiti air defenses accidentally hit three U.S. F-15E Strike Eagle fighter jets flying in regional airspace with missiles. On the morning of Tuesday, March 3, drones believed to be from Iran struck the U.S. Embassy in Riyadh, sparking fires and triggering a global security alert. CENTCOM has confirmed that six members of the American armed services have been killed by Iranian missiles since the conflict began on February 28.

The civilian cost is even worse. On the first morning, a missile struck the Shajareh Tayyebeh girls' elementary school in Minab. According to the Red Crescent, up to 180 people were killed — most of them elementary school students. Videos from the scene showed rescuers removing bloodied textbooks and crayons from the rubble beneath a mural.

Interceptor Shortage and Cybersecurity Risks

While the government suggested the conflict could last for many weeks, critics say that sufficient munitions were not secured for a prolonged campaign. Senator Andy Kim warned that U.S. military bases in the Gulf could be besieged by large numbers of missiles unless Congress authorizes an emergency expansion of production.

At the same time, domestic cybersecurity is at risk. Due to sharp cuts in the Cybersecurity and Infrastructure Security Agency (CISA), it is more difficult to protect the U.S. Experts warn that Iran could carry out damaging attacks on the American power grid and water systems.

The War Powers Resolution

Marco Rubio claims he notified the Gang of Eight on the night of the attacks. But under the War Powers Resolution of 1973, the president must submit a formal written report to Congress within 48 hours of introducing forces into hostilities.

That deadline passed on the morning of Monday, March 2, without any formal report from the White House. Consequently, the government is in direct conflict with the law. Senator Kim stated that this is “the clearest violation of our Constitution I have ever seen.”

The Choice Before Congress

The U.S. is involved in an extremely dangerous conflict. Oil prices have risen significantly with the Strait of Hormuz closed. There is a strong chance the war could spread throughout the entire region.

Congress must assert its authority by:

  • Demanding a clear statement of objectives: What does “victory” look like in an Iran after Khamenei?
  • Controlling funding: Prevent military involvement without legislative renewal.
  • Holding a recorded vote: To put every member of the House and Senate on the public record regarding their position.

If Congress does not act now, it will cede vital constitutional power to the executive. This is a step toward an all-powerful presidency — the exact outcome the founders of the Constitution did their utmost to avoid.

 

Cuairt Thráthúil ar San Miguel de Allende

A Timely Visit to San Miguel de Allende

Reaching San Miguel de Allende (SMA) in Mexico is no effortless journey. We recently flew from Tijuana, just across the border from San Diego, to León in the central highlands. The flight took about three hours. Then we headed out on the road for another two hours by charter bus until we reached SMA.

We stayed in a house that was like a small museum, located a ten-minute walk from the center of town at the top of a steep hill. Ceremonial masks stared down at us from the walls, and a matador’s suit stood in a glass case in the corner. Woven tapestries and paintings hung on the walls, and painted-back chairs stood against them. We sat at a large oak table beneath a beautiful bóveda brick ceiling (a vaulted brick ceiling)—a ceiling once said to be the largest of its kind in Mexico.

Every morning we woke up immersed in the country’s craftsmanship. It was a perfect base for the week. The town is preserved in Spanish colonial form. Narrow streets. Many of them one-way. Cobblestones everywhere. We were glad we didn’t have a rental car. Driving is best left to the care of the locals. Uber was easy and inexpensive, but we only used it a few times, as the town center was close to us.

The parish church, Parroquia de San Miguel Arcángel, is located in the center of town. The parish was founded in the 16th century, though the current structure was largely rebuilt in the 1690s. In the 1880s, Zeferino Gutiérrez reshaped the façade into the pink neo-Gothic structure that now defines the town’s skyline. It is the heart of the town.

Beside it stands the clock tower. Every fifteen minutes, the bells ring. In the Jardín, the central plaza, the sound spreads across the square. After a day or two, you stop noticing it; it simply becomes part of the rhythm of life. In the evenings, we sat on benches in the plaza. The light turned the stone to a golden color tinged with rose-pink. Mariachi bands gathered to play their tunes. Local families wandered or rested under the shade trees. Children chased each other across the square.

San Miguel was founded in 1542. It prospered in the 18th century as it sat on the "silver route." The revolutionary leader Ignacio Allende was born here in 1769, and after independence, his name was appended to the town in his honor. Today, foreigners make up about a quarter of SMA's population, many of them American or Canadian. That tradition began after World War II, when U.S. veterans arrived to study, funded under the “GI Bill.” The infrastructure still reflects that influence: good schools, modern hospitals, language institutes, and excellent restaurants.

We ate in restaurants every evening. The prices were reasonable. Most of the customers were American or Canadian. We met several women who return year after year to escape the cold at home. They spoke warmly about the weather, the food, and the culture in San Miguel de Allende. During the Super Bowl, our restaurant was packed with locals. They were there to see Bad Bunny perform at the halftime show. During the show, they were entirely focused on the screen. As soon as the music ended, they left.

One day, we hired a driver to visit another town called Guanajuato—by accident, really. We had intended to go to Cañada de la Virgen, an archaeological site about an hour away by car. When we arrived, however, it was closed. We found out later that soldiers had been put in charge of the site due to a dispute between federal authorities and a local landowner. It was our first hint that there was tension beneath the surface, despite the calm that was felt.

The driver suggested we visit Guanajuato instead, and we agreed. That town looked completely different compared to San Miguel. 19th-century architecture. Traffic flowing through underground tunnels. Colorful houses stacked steeply on the hills.

We visited the birthplace of the famous artist Diego Rivera. There were early works and photographs in the museum, as well as material relating to his wife, Frida Kahlo. It felt personal and intimate.

Back in San Miguel on the final day, we spent time at Fábrica La Aurora, formerly a textile factory that now houses studios and galleries. The artists worked behind open doors. The creative energy of the town was palpable.

About a week after we returned home, a major story broke. Nemesio Rubén Oseguera Cervantes, known as “El Mencho,” leader of the Jalisco New Generation Cartel, had been killed in a military operation. Retaliation followed in several cities. Armed men on motorbikes. Vehicles burned on highways. Supermarkets set on fire. Reports of violence in Puerto Vallarta, Guadalajara, Tijuana, León, and elsewhere.

We had flown through Tijuana. We had landed in León. As far as we know, there was no direct impact on SMA, but the peace was more fragile than we thought. We would like to return to that beautiful town again, but we will wait a while longer until things settle down again.

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