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I aint wearing a muddafuggin piece of green: as noted by many including an LJ post by ![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
gothiccripple St. Patty's day celebrates a xtian religious zealot who tortured and killed any non-xtians in Ireland. The "driving the snakes out of Ireland" bullshit was a euphemism for wiping out pagans. Yay. On the other hand I don't hold it against anyone for celebrating - I like pointless get drunk holidays. I'm not Irish, but I am a drunk! As a Hispanic who gets paid leave for Columbus day to celebrate the infesting and enslavement of my ancestors by some pirate rapist murderer, whatever.
gothiccripple St. Patty's day celebrates a xtian religious zealot who tortured and killed any non-xtians in Ireland. The "driving the snakes out of Ireland" bullshit was a euphemism for wiping out pagans. Yay. On the other hand I don't hold it against anyone for celebrating - I like pointless get drunk holidays. I'm not Irish, but I am a drunk! As a Hispanic who gets paid leave for Columbus day to celebrate the infesting and enslavement of my ancestors by some pirate rapist murderer, whatever.
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Well there IS a Hispanic drinking holiday which no one quite gets...or knows the meaning of...CINCO DE MAYO!!
But alas...none for the Greeks ::sob::
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There is STILL no official Greek drinking day...::sigh::
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Dude, you've got it all wrong. "Driving the snakes out of Ireland" is purely literal. St. Pat had one of those amphibious landing craft -- you know, the kind they used in WWII? -- and loaded up all the snakes into it and drove them someplace (Wales, I think) to protect them from the nasty pollution the Roman town of Dublius was churning out.
Pity about how he died, thrashing about in Wales, stoked to the gills on snake venom. That's the reasons, though, that all Welsh town names are all consonants and no vowels. Because "Lllythddywllch" is the natives' attempt to replicate the death spasm verbalizations of envenomed St. Patrick.
Jeez, read a history book or something. It's all there in black and white.
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Lincoln Assassination? Vampires.
Kennedy Assasination? Ninjas.
War of the Roses? Vampires.
Discovery of fire? Ninjas.
It's actually pretty easy, if you've got the Eye of the Tiger, like me.
(Crap. I knew watching Napoleon Dynamite would have had an effect.)
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Or vampires are pirates.
Whichever.
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(Anonymous) 2005-03-17 04:29 pm (UTC)(link)jessica
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It is known that St. Patrick was born in Britain to wealthy parents near the end of the fourth century. He is believed to have died on March 17, around 460 A.D. Although his father was a Christian deacon, it has been suggested that he probably took on the role because of tax incentives and there is no evidence that Patrick came from a particularly religious family. At the age of sixteen, Patrick was taken prisoner by a group of Irish raiders who were attacking his family's estate. They transported him to Ireland where he spent six years in captivity. (There is some dispute over where this captivity took place. Although many believe he was taken to live in Mount Slemish in County Antrim, it is more likely that he was held in County Mayo near Killala.) During this time, he worked as a shepherd, outdoors and away from people. Lonely and afraid, he turned to his religion for solace, becoming a devout Christian. (It is also believed that Patrick first began to dream of converting the Irish people to Christianity during his captivity.)
After more than six years as a prisoner, Patrick escaped. According to his writing, a voice—which he believed to be God's—spoke to him in a dream, telling him it was time to leave Ireland.
To do so, Patrick walked nearly 200 miles from County Mayo, where it is believed he was held, to the Irish coast. After escaping to Britain, Patrick reported that he experienced a second revelation—an angel in a dream tells him to return to Ireland as a missionary. Soon after, Patrick began religious training, a course of study that lasted more than fifteen years. After his ordination as a priest, he was sent to Ireland with a dual mission—to minister to Christians already living in Ireland and to begin to convert the Irish. (Interestingly, this mission contradicts the widely held notion that Patrick introduced Christianity to Ireland.)
Familiar with the Irish language and culture, Patrick chose to incorporate traditional ritual into his lessons of Christianity instead of attempting to eradicate native Irish beliefs. For instance, he used bonfires to celebrate Easter since the Irish were used to honoring their gods with fire. He also superimposed a sun, a powerful Irish symbol, onto the Christian cross to create what is now called a Celtic cross, so that veneration of the symbol would seem more natural to the Irish. (Although there were a small number of Christians on the island when Patrick arrived, most Irish practiced a nature-based pagan religion. The Irish culture centered around a rich tradition of oral legend and myth. When this is considered, it is no surprise that the story of Patrick's life became exaggerated over the centuries—spinning exciting tales to remember history has always been a part of the Irish way of life.)]
No wonder this evolved into a drinking holiday...the poor guy was staggering around all over creation and hearing voices! There's little point in getting all riled up over the ancient connotations represented by some damned holiday, mate. It's not as if most folks today are still celebrating for those same reasons. The same negative mindset could shed an unfavorable light on just about *any* holiday, but where's the fun in that?
If you wanna see an end to tyranny, why not focus your energy on those who are *currently* perpetrating shitheadedness and assholery on less powerful folk? Or at least enjoy cursing them over a few good drinks... ;-)
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you'll feel *all* better.
actually, you can just read the last couple of paragraphs...the history part's kinda snore-inducing. ;-)
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There are still no Greek "drinking holidays" in the U.S. that are as widely celebrated as oh...I dunno...Cinco de Mayo, Oktoberfest, St. Patrick's Day (or hell even Mardi Gras!!). And certainly no holiday that leaves others wishing they were...Greek.
Wait wait waaaiiit... Assumption (August 15)is a general CATHOLIC holiday...and CERTAINLY isn't a Greek DRINKING holiday ;op
AUGUST 16 however SHOULD be ::snicker:: And is...in MY eyes (I'm sure
We still celebrate my Papou's "name day" aka what you call holidays for folks "patron saints" ;)
P.S. You forgot Greek Easter...which falls typically on the same day as Passover ;) heheheh.
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August 16th is destruction day, so decreed by
Furthermore, I'm officially declaring this Saturday night Ouzo night...let us toast with anise-powered gusto!!! :-)
And as far as I'm concerned, EVERY day is Greek-stereotyped-buttfucky-sex day! :-)
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And as far as I'm concerned, EVERY day is Greek-stereotyped-buttfucky-sex day! :-)
You have no idea how much "surprise anal sex" I've had to endure because of that..ugh! ;op
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Hey...despite the rumor...I'm NOT down with the brown! And I did stop it...believe me.
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You mean there isn't grafitti there about me presently? WOW!
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