I had forgotten the day that’s in it until I looked at the papers this morning.
There was the Paddywhackery in all its glory.
So today is St Patrick’s Day, or in the local vernacular, Paddy’s Day. The day when the whole world suddenly wants to be Irish for some reason that totally escapes me. People dress up in green and wear big floppy hats presumably because they think that in doing so they are being typically Irish. They greet each other with “begorrah” and “bejyzus” again under the assumption that this is a typical Irish greeting. Interestingly enough in my sixty eight years of living in Ireland I have never ever heard either term used in speech other than in American films and in an ironic lampooning of the perception of being Irish.
I can only assume that the perception of Ireland come from films such as The Quiet Man and listening to Barry Fitzgerald? What amuses me is that I can bet with absolute surety that the vast majority of foreigners who claim to be “Irish” don’t even know where Ireland is.
I hear tell that someone is objecting to the name St Patrick’s Day? Apparently it’s not “inclusive” enough as it might “offend” someone who doesn’t believe in saints. Now personally I don’t give a shite what the day is called [though I do draw the line at “Patty’s Day” which seems to be exclusively confined to incredibly dim witted American women]. I would object though to the dropping of the Saint bit, not because I am Catholic [I’m not] or that I believe in saints [I don’t] but purely because anyone who is offended by such trivialities deserves to be offended.
You may think I am being somewhat cynical and mean minded about the whole affair? Nah! I have nothing against people enjoying themselves. If you want to go watch a parade and freeze your balls off then fair play to you. If you want to drink green beer or drown yourself in Guinness then that’s grand.
When you wake up in the gutter tomorrow morning surrounded by puke and half eaten kebabs you may not feel too Irish though?
I bet even fewer of them realise that Saint Patrick was a Welshman by birth either
Very true. The power of myth and legend……
Happy st Paddy’s day!
And many happy returns to you Sir.
Happy st Paddy’s day from me as well. Just in case you wanted to know…or not, I’m a blend of mostly English with a sprinkle of French (on my father’s side), and German Jew with a dash of English (on my mother’s side). English, German Jew and French. And I look like an English dockside worker or grave digger, take your pick. Complete with the ears.
Definitely not Irish then.
You must be one of the tiny minority in the US that doesn’t claim to be Irish?
I wouldn’t insult the Irish by doing so. Then again, I never was one to follow the crowd. Anything but.
Well do so excuse the hell out of me.
It’s a wonderful event. It allows:
TAOISEACH LEO VARADKAR has handed a bowl of shamrock to US president Donald Trump keeping up the strong annual tradition between the two countries.
and he done went and did that on Thursday! And he got Mrs. T to smile. Even seems genuine, in a patronising way, but a smile’s a smile
Lets the man remind the President of the USA that there are one heck of a lot of Irish in his country. Sort of a weak and watery version of the Israeli PM who regularly reminds the President of the number and financial clout of the Jews in America. But both are sort of trying in their own ways to remind him that they vote. (But Trump knows the diaspora don’t give a flying fart what the boss of the old country says).
Does that mean you do not read The Journal? Okay that was rhetorical. Enough of the piss take.
QueenTaoiseach hands over a bowl of weed to the Mercan Prez for a photo opportunity. I am told that the instant the last photo has been taken the shamrock is whisked off to be incinerated! Do they consider it a noxious weed? They’re probably right.
Well, you chaps did well in the rugger yesterday. I was in the pub with friends yesterday afternoon and we couldn’t escape it. There were a few Irish shirt wearers and even my brother had a pint of Guinness. I couldn’t understand why he drinks a pint of 4% ABV stout when there was bottled G at 6% ABV available. I just brewed half a ton of stout last week at 8.4% ABV for a beer festival and for the more discerning local pubs round here to sell. A man’s drink and no mistake. It tasted grand even straight from the fermenter. It will be champion in three weeks.
Please submit a minimum of one crate of your stout for professional adjudication.
Last night was not a night for a quiet pint in a pub here. Between Paddy’s Day and the rugby thing I would imagine there were record sales!
What the F***! That isn’t just stout, that’s S&M Potent Porter ….and I ain’t talking Janet Street.
“Lá fhéile Pádraig” – where is there any use of the word “saint”? The objector should be told to use the first national language if they wish to complain!
Then they would complain that using Gaeilge is not inclusive as it excludes all those who don’t speak it. You can’t win with this lot.