They Are Among Us
“The sea, the snotgreen sea, the
scrotumtightening sea.”
James Joyce, Ulysses
James Joyce, Ulysses
“Happy St.
Joseph’s Day” I hear as I’m sitting in an Italian bar in an Italian
neighborhood. It’s St. Patrick’s Day and
I don’t know what St. Joseph ’s
Day is.
I have a
theory of what these “snakes” in Ireland might be. The story of St. Patrick goes that he was
kidnapped in Britain at the
age of 16 and taken as a slave to Ireland . He was tortured and mistreated forced to tend
sheep for his captors. I’m sure there
were some Irish folks that were not too high on his list of favorite
people. He escaped and when he came back
to Ireland
with the power of the Lord upon him, he had some ass kicking to do. I think he did get rid of the snakes.
The
current celebration of wearing green and drinking yourself stupid is an
unfortunate misrepresentation of the original intent.
At the
time, Patrick’s idea was to get them drunk, paint them green so they were
easily identifiable, put a bag over their heads, and ship them off to the
Middle Ages equivalent of Nebraska .
This started a tradition where once a year the douchebags would be cleared out.
But now
we only do it half way. We get them
drunk, paint them green, but that is it.
We let them go on with their happy douchey lives!
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