Air Force Magazine Photo, 1958
616th AC&W Squadron, Ulm, Germany

        I am the voice of Brehon justice for all those thousands of Gael, murdered by the English, or by their Campbell surrogates, and who can not speak for themselves,.

        I am the inadequate voice of the Bards, and of their language, poetry, art, history, philosophy and music, until someone better qualified speaks out.

        I am the wrath of the Donalds personified.

        I am the nemesis of all the cowardly, greedy, bigoted, back-stabbing Campbells .

        I am the scourge of the Sleate chiefs who betrayed and evicted their kinsmen from Skye.

        I am free and sovereign, the peer of any person on this earth, and the superior of none, except that anyone who considers themselves subordinate to anyone else, such as the Queen of England, is also subordinate to me, and to every one of the free and sovereign members of my Clan.

        I am a father and grandfather, the oldest son of oldest sons for four generations and therefore the unanointed, de-facto head of the McDaniels of East Tennessee, whose first duty is to the succeeding generations of the Clan.

        I am an ordained deacon in The Presbyterian Church In The United States and a former adult Sunday School teacher.

        I am a third generation southern “Yellar Dawg” Tennessee Democrat, a populist, a Jacksonian and a moderate.

       I am a lover of the pipes, of the clarsach, of all things Gaelic and of all facets of the innocent Gael, wherever they live, and whatever their faith or clan.

       I am a retired former accountant, marketing executive, business consultant, farmer and amateur rock mason. Now, I aspire to be a Gaelic historian.

        I am a stage 3 cancer survivor.

        I am the last resort of worthy causes overwhelmed by might and evil.

      I am a Bristol Tennessee High School Viking, an East Tennessee State University Buccaneer, and a University Of Tennessee Volunteer.

        I am a Lambda Chi Alpha, a Phi Alpha Delta, a Lion and an Elk.

        I am Johnny Mac or just plain Mac to my friends, and Sir (or that damned Irishman) to my enemies.

        I am much more than all that, but that’s more than you are entitled to know. I would like to be your best friend, or I can be your worst enemy. Your choice. (They say that the character of a man may be judged by the notoriety of his enemies.) I live at 205 Hialeah Drive, Apt. 6, Knoxville, Tennessee, 37920. I obtained all the 627 e-mail addresses used in the subject mailing, either from prior mail I had received, from personal contacts, from my inquiries to various institutions (mostly university history departments), or from web sites on the internet. Specifically, my indignant correspondent’s address was obtained from one of the Clan Donald Society, USA web sites.

        Aye!

(Editor's Note:  At the time of writing, the above address was current.  However, the writer moved in February, 2007 and now lives at: 1508 McCroskey Avenue, Apt. 1019, Knoxville, TN 37917)

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Replenishing The Wood Pile, February, 1992

Portnahinch Graveyard, June, 2006

Amoco Oil Company Photo, 1966

        I am the adversary of the Kerrs, who have for so long preempted the prerogatives of the Antrim MacDonnells.

        I am  the curse of Elizabeth Hanover, of all her predecessors and of all her sycophants who ever coveted MacDonald possessions, titles or honors.

        I am  the enemy of the Frasers, MacKenzies and any others who have declared themselves to be enemies or superiors to The Lords Of The Isles.

        I am the tormentor of all of these and of their descendants, until each and every one of them living recants their defamation of the MacDonnells, especially of the MacDonnells of Leinster and of the McDaniels of East Tennessee, and repents their own sins and the sins of their ancestors.

     I am the MacDonnell who invokes the Scripture: “Vengeance Is Mine, I Will Repay, Sayeth The Lord.”

        I am the voice of the children of Ulster, crying out for peace and justice.

        I am a MacDonnell who will not quit, as stubborn as Sorley Boy or Colkitto ever were.

 

Sis Martha (Age 2) and I (In knickers at Age 8) welcome Dad home from the Pacific, 1945

        One response we received to our current (10-15-06) mailing to promote our website was from an officer of Clan Donald Society, USA who indignantly demanded to know who I am and how I obtained her e-mail address. I attempted to defray her question by referring her to our “Our Cause/Introduction” and “Contacts” pages, but she was insistent, sending me a second e-mail, again demanding that I identify myself.  It disappoints me, but I am not surprised, that CDSUSA would send a woman to fight their battles for them.

        Well, Darlin’, this association and website are not about me, even though I instigated them, but rather about the Gael and, even though I don’t stutter, I tried to be a gentleman, attempting to avoid confronting a lady. However, since you insist, this is who I am:

        I am “Iain Guth MacIan, Domhnullach” (John, A Voice, Son of James, one of The Donalds), also known to Sasunnaich as John Edward McDaniel, 69 years old and not mellowed much. After what I have faced in my life, I fear neither man nor Devil. I deeply believe that I am doing God’s work, and that it was by His choice, not by mine.