Well, I survived another Saint Patrick's Day

[Faust]

Never had any problems with prots myself. They tend to be wicked nice since most of them are from the midwest. Well we get baptists and pentacostals in boston but im refering more to lutherans and methodists. We have anglicans too but youd never know. Catholics here remain nominally catholic. They go to mass on christmas and easter and for rites of passage but dont give a crap. And people like myself who renounce christianity still have a catholic stain. Its hard to get rid of all of it.

I've not encountered half of those, I know we have protestants Catholics and Jehovah witnesses, everything else you wouldn't fill a bus with.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Theres no such thing as european spanish in the new world. You wont find them anywhere from what i understand.

[Doktor Howl]

So it seems our Irish have to be more Irish than the actual Irish.   

[Juana]

I think that's an American thing, really.

Never had any problems with prots myself. They tend to be wicked nice since most of them are from the midwest. Well we get baptists and pentacostals in boston but im refering more to lutherans and methodists. We have anglicans too but youd never know. Catholics here remain nominally catholic. They go to mass on christmas and easter and for rites of passage but dont give a crap. And people like myself who renounce christianity still have a catholic stain. Its hard to get rid of all of it.

I don't think it's possible to get rid of the Catholic stain. There's nothing you can do about it.

Theres no such thing as european spanish in the new world. You wont find them anywhere from what i understand.

Nah, you get them. Not many, but a few.

[Faust]

So it seems our Irish have to be more Irish than the actual Irish.   

The litmus test is this

"Do you think northern Ireland should Join the republic"

Irish Descent: "Yes definitely, I live to see a united Ireland"

Irish National "Fuck no, I'm paying enough as it is without paying taxes to cover that shower of shits as well."

[Doktor Howl]

So it seems our Irish have to be more Irish than the actual Irish.   

The litmus test is this

"Do you think northern Ireland should Join the republic"

Irish Descent: "Yes definitely, I live to see a united Ireland"

Irish National "Fuck no, I'm paying enough as it is without paying taxes to cover that shower of shits as well."

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I think that can be true, for people who have the knee jerk reaction of THE IRA FUCK YEAH! and such, but I think it can be part of an identity without overwhelming the rest of you. An identity should be greater than the sum of its parts, yes?

Well, sure.  I'm not saying that it's BAD to have that as part of your identity...It's just that St Patrick's Day turns many (insert e prime crap here) otherwise intelligent people into the Irish version of NASCAR fans, which grates on the nerves as badly as listening to Texans talk about Texas.

It's pretty fucking tiresome. In general, who their great-grandparents fucked is the least interesting aspect of a person's identity. If it comes up and it's directly relevant or a good joke can be had, sure. But the people who just constantly have to remind you of how Irish they are seem to be using it as a replacement for having an actual personality. It's like an indigenous American ending every statement with "A ho" or a black person changing their name to Kunte Kinte and then constantly being all "It's because I'm black, isn't it?"

Although at least if you're black there's a pretty good chance that people are treating you like you're black without you mentioning it. Irish in America can't get any oppression anymore because nobody can tell them apart from any other honkeys without them mentioning it. Constantly.

Fucking St. Patrick's Day. Some ass in the bar yesterday asked me why I wasn't wearing green. It's BECAUSE I'M NOT IRISH AND I COULD NOT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK ABOUT THE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT HOLIDAY IN WHICH SUBURBANITES COME TO THE CITY TO DRINK GREEN PISS-BEER. What March 17th means to me is my best friend's birthday, and that's all it will ever be.

Oh, and then I have to drive home in fear for my life because of all the drunk drivers. And miss a perfectly good show in St. John's, because driving to St. John's on the day when every white person in the city is using some tenuous and/or manufactured link to "Irishness" to justify getting wasted by 4 in the afternoon makes St. John's an even drunker and more dangerous place than it normally is, which is considerably drunk and dangerous.

Or I'm Legally Black Kill Me.

I thought you got that with Italians any every other group your migrants came from not just Irish.

Nah, on the West Coast the only white people who inform you of their heritage are the Irish. E.O.T.'s German and Italian, but you'd never know because it never comes up.

The Polish get all excited about once a year and make pierogies. That's about it, though.

Have you no African, Spanish or Chinese decent? I would have thought they would have been all about the heritage. Especially the Spanish.

the only white people who inform you of their heritage are the Irish.

People of African and Chinese descent don't usually announce it, although it might come up in conversation. We don't have a very big Chinese population in Portland; more Korean and Vietnamese. Who also may or may not specifically mention it, but in general I think non-white people here don't feel a strong need to inform you of their heritage because it's visible on their faces.

We don't really have much by way of Spanish people here. One of my Mexican friends is of primarily Spanish descent, but I am not aware of a single Spanish-heritage festival, and I can't think of anyone other than Fluffy telling me that they're of Spanish descent.

We do have a shit-ton of Russians.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

The Polish get all excited about once a year and make pierogies. That's about it, though.

But that's sort of like salmon running up the river to spawn.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Ah so i fall somewhere as neutral on the litmus test

yeah there are a lot of russians but you can also know that right away from their accents otherwise they call themselves jewish.

[Don Coyote]

I think that can be true, for people who have the knee jerk reaction of THE IRA FUCK YEAH! and such, but I think it can be part of an identity without overwhelming the rest of you. An identity should be greater than the sum of its parts, yes?

Well, sure.  I'm not saying that it's BAD to have that as part of your identity...It's just that St Patrick's Day turns many (insert e prime crap here) otherwise intelligent people into the Irish version of NASCAR fans, which grates on the nerves as badly as listening to Texans talk about Texas.

It's pretty fucking tiresome. In general, who their great-grandparents fucked is the least interesting aspect of a person's identity. If it comes up and it's directly relevant or a good joke can be had, sure. But the people who just constantly have to remind you of how Irish they are seem to be using it as a replacement for having an actual personality. It's like an indigenous American ending every statement with "A ho" or a black person changing their name to Kunte Kinte and then constantly being all "It's because I'm black, isn't it?"

Although at least if you're black there's a pretty good chance that people are treating you like you're black without you mentioning it. Irish in America can't get any oppression anymore because nobody can tell them apart from any other honkeys without them mentioning it. Constantly.

Fucking St. Patrick's Day. Some ass in the bar yesterday asked me why I wasn't wearing green. It's BECAUSE I'M NOT IRISH AND I COULD NOT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK ABOUT THE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT HOLIDAY IN WHICH SUBURBANITES COME TO THE CITY TO DRINK GREEN PISS-BEER. What March 17th means to me is my best friend's birthday, and that's all it will ever be.

Oh, and then I have to drive home in fear for my life because of all the drunk drivers. And miss a perfectly good show in St. John's, because driving to St. John's on the day when every white person in the city is using some tenuous and/or manufactured link to "Irishness" to justify getting wasted by 4 in the afternoon makes St. John's an even drunker and more dangerous place than it normally is, which is considerably drunk and dangerous.

Or I'm Legally Black Kill Me.

I thought you got that with Italians any every other group your migrants came from not just Irish.

Nah, on the West Coast the only white people who inform you of their heritage are the Irish. E.O.T.'s German and Italian, but you'd never know because it never comes up.

The Polish get all excited about once a year and make pierogies. That's about it, though.

You forgot those daft wannabe highlanders.

[rong]

i'm kinda drunk right now and that's probly why i'm posting in this thread.

i sorta skimmed over it and i think i caught the drift.

if i'm to believe my parents i'm half irish, half german. 

we (my friends and i) refer to st. patty's day as amateur night - an excuse to get drunk.

it's kinda like thanksgiving, except instead of turkey and stuffing it's corned beef and guinness.

i would've gotten drunk on 3/17 but i got called in to work. 

but, you know what? i would've gotten drunk anyway cuz it was a fucking saturday and i'm fucking irish.

the irish invented pub culture.  even if they didn't.  they did.

the irish are the oppressed white people.

i admit, i spent a long time trying to reconcile my heritage.  i finally concluded that the germans make better lagers and the irish make better ales.

i believe no nation values knowledge and wit like the irish and this is a reason to be proud to be irish.

but, in the end - America^tm has turned it into NASCAR with green beer.

[Juana]

I think that can be true, for people who have the knee jerk reaction of THE IRA FUCK YEAH! and such, but I think it can be part of an identity without overwhelming the rest of you. An identity should be greater than the sum of its parts, yes?

Well, sure.  I'm not saying that it's BAD to have that as part of your identity...It's just that St Patrick's Day turns many (insert e prime crap here) otherwise intelligent people into the Irish version of NASCAR fans, which grates on the nerves as badly as listening to Texans talk about Texas.

It's pretty fucking tiresome. In general, who their great-grandparents fucked is the least interesting aspect of a person's identity. If it comes up and it's directly relevant or a good joke can be had, sure. But the people who just constantly have to remind you of how Irish they are seem to be using it as a replacement for having an actual personality. It's like an indigenous American ending every statement with "A ho" or a black person changing their name to Kunte Kinte and then constantly being all "It's because I'm black, isn't it?"

Although at least if you're black there's a pretty good chance that people are treating you like you're black without you mentioning it. Irish in America can't get any oppression anymore because nobody can tell them apart from any other honkeys without them mentioning it. Constantly.

Fucking St. Patrick's Day. Some ass in the bar yesterday asked me why I wasn't wearing green. It's BECAUSE I'M NOT IRISH AND I COULD NOT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK ABOUT THE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT HOLIDAY IN WHICH SUBURBANITES COME TO THE CITY TO DRINK GREEN PISS-BEER. What March 17th means to me is my best friend's birthday, and that's all it will ever be.

Oh, and then I have to drive home in fear for my life because of all the drunk drivers. And miss a perfectly good show in St. John's, because driving to St. John's on the day when every white person in the city is using some tenuous and/or manufactured link to "Irishness" to justify getting wasted by 4 in the afternoon makes St. John's an even drunker and more dangerous place than it normally is, which is considerably drunk and dangerous.

Or I'm Legally Black Kill Me.

I thought you got that with Italians any every other group your migrants came from not just Irish.

Nah, on the West Coast the only white people who inform you of their heritage are the Irish. E.O.T.'s German and Italian, but you'd never know because it never comes up.

The Polish get all excited about once a year and make pierogies. That's about it, though.

You forgot those daft wannabe highlanders.

And also Armenians and Greeks.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I think that can be true, for people who have the knee jerk reaction of THE IRA FUCK YEAH! and such, but I think it can be part of an identity without overwhelming the rest of you. An identity should be greater than the sum of its parts, yes?

Well, sure.  I'm not saying that it's BAD to have that as part of your identity...It's just that St Patrick's Day turns many (insert e prime crap here) otherwise intelligent people into the Irish version of NASCAR fans, which grates on the nerves as badly as listening to Texans talk about Texas.

It's pretty fucking tiresome. In general, who their great-grandparents fucked is the least interesting aspect of a person's identity. If it comes up and it's directly relevant or a good joke can be had, sure. But the people who just constantly have to remind you of how Irish they are seem to be using it as a replacement for having an actual personality. It's like an indigenous American ending every statement with "A ho" or a black person changing their name to Kunte Kinte and then constantly being all "It's because I'm black, isn't it?"

Although at least if you're black there's a pretty good chance that people are treating you like you're black without you mentioning it. Irish in America can't get any oppression anymore because nobody can tell them apart from any other honkeys without them mentioning it. Constantly.

Fucking St. Patrick's Day. Some ass in the bar yesterday asked me why I wasn't wearing green. It's BECAUSE I'M NOT IRISH AND I COULD NOT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK ABOUT THE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT HOLIDAY IN WHICH SUBURBANITES COME TO THE CITY TO DRINK GREEN PISS-BEER. What March 17th means to me is my best friend's birthday, and that's all it will ever be.

Oh, and then I have to drive home in fear for my life because of all the drunk drivers. And miss a perfectly good show in St. John's, because driving to St. John's on the day when every white person in the city is using some tenuous and/or manufactured link to "Irishness" to justify getting wasted by 4 in the afternoon makes St. John's an even drunker and more dangerous place than it normally is, which is considerably drunk and dangerous.

Or I'm Legally Black Kill Me.

I thought you got that with Italians any every other group your migrants came from not just Irish.

Nah, on the West Coast the only white people who inform you of their heritage are the Irish. E.O.T.'s German and Italian, but you'd never know because it never comes up.

The Polish get all excited about once a year and make pierogies. That's about it, though.

You forgot those daft wannabe highlanders.

Oh yeah, those guys

they were big in the 90's. Are they still around?

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I think that can be true, for people who have the knee jerk reaction of THE IRA FUCK YEAH! and such, but I think it can be part of an identity without overwhelming the rest of you. An identity should be greater than the sum of its parts, yes?

Well, sure.  I'm not saying that it's BAD to have that as part of your identity...It's just that St Patrick's Day turns many (insert e prime crap here) otherwise intelligent people into the Irish version of NASCAR fans, which grates on the nerves as badly as listening to Texans talk about Texas.

It's pretty fucking tiresome. In general, who their great-grandparents fucked is the least interesting aspect of a person's identity. If it comes up and it's directly relevant or a good joke can be had, sure. But the people who just constantly have to remind you of how Irish they are seem to be using it as a replacement for having an actual personality. It's like an indigenous American ending every statement with "A ho" or a black person changing their name to Kunte Kinte and then constantly being all "It's because I'm black, isn't it?"

Although at least if you're black there's a pretty good chance that people are treating you like you're black without you mentioning it. Irish in America can't get any oppression anymore because nobody can tell them apart from any other honkeys without them mentioning it. Constantly.

Fucking St. Patrick's Day. Some ass in the bar yesterday asked me why I wasn't wearing green. It's BECAUSE I'M NOT IRISH AND I COULD NOT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK ABOUT THE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT HOLIDAY IN WHICH SUBURBANITES COME TO THE CITY TO DRINK GREEN PISS-BEER. What March 17th means to me is my best friend's birthday, and that's all it will ever be.

Oh, and then I have to drive home in fear for my life because of all the drunk drivers. And miss a perfectly good show in St. John's, because driving to St. John's on the day when every white person in the city is using some tenuous and/or manufactured link to "Irishness" to justify getting wasted by 4 in the afternoon makes St. John's an even drunker and more dangerous place than it normally is, which is considerably drunk and dangerous.

Or I'm Legally Black Kill Me.

I thought you got that with Italians any every other group your migrants came from not just Irish.

Nah, on the West Coast the only white people who inform you of their heritage are the Irish. E.O.T.'s German and Italian, but you'd never know because it never comes up.

The Polish get all excited about once a year and make pierogies. That's about it, though.

You forgot those daft wannabe highlanders.

And also Armenians and Greeks.

Maybe in Fresno. Not so much here.

I mean, they're around; you can tell from the bad landscaping. They're just not running around being all "KISS ME, I'M ARMENIAN!"

[Don Coyote]

I think that can be true, for people who have the knee jerk reaction of THE IRA FUCK YEAH! and such, but I think it can be part of an identity without overwhelming the rest of you. An identity should be greater than the sum of its parts, yes?

Well, sure.  I'm not saying that it's BAD to have that as part of your identity...It's just that St Patrick's Day turns many (insert e prime crap here) otherwise intelligent people into the Irish version of NASCAR fans, which grates on the nerves as badly as listening to Texans talk about Texas.

It's pretty fucking tiresome. In general, who their great-grandparents fucked is the least interesting aspect of a person's identity. If it comes up and it's directly relevant or a good joke can be had, sure. But the people who just constantly have to remind you of how Irish they are seem to be using it as a replacement for having an actual personality. It's like an indigenous American ending every statement with "A ho" or a black person changing their name to Kunte Kinte and then constantly being all "It's because I'm black, isn't it?"

Although at least if you're black there's a pretty good chance that people are treating you like you're black without you mentioning it. Irish in America can't get any oppression anymore because nobody can tell them apart from any other honkeys without them mentioning it. Constantly.

Fucking St. Patrick's Day. Some ass in the bar yesterday asked me why I wasn't wearing green. It's BECAUSE I'M NOT IRISH AND I COULD NOT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK ABOUT THE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT HOLIDAY IN WHICH SUBURBANITES COME TO THE CITY TO DRINK GREEN PISS-BEER. What March 17th means to me is my best friend's birthday, and that's all it will ever be.

Oh, and then I have to drive home in fear for my life because of all the drunk drivers. And miss a perfectly good show in St. John's, because driving to St. John's on the day when every white person in the city is using some tenuous and/or manufactured link to "Irishness" to justify getting wasted by 4 in the afternoon makes St. John's an even drunker and more dangerous place than it normally is, which is considerably drunk and dangerous.

Or I'm Legally Black Kill Me.

I thought you got that with Italians any every other group your migrants came from not just Irish.

Nah, on the West Coast the only white people who inform you of their heritage are the Irish. E.O.T.'s German and Italian, but you'd never know because it never comes up.

The Polish get all excited about once a year and make pierogies. That's about it, though.

You forgot those daft wannabe highlanders.

Oh yeah, those guys

they were big in the 90's. Are they still around?

Yes. They still have highland games. And yes there are still men who like running around in plaid skirts because it's a kilt and it's part of his heritage.

Coyote, wears a kilt because it's fucking comfortable, but he's Welsh and therefore a deviant and not to be trusted.