It's St. Patrick's day. The only holiday that promotes drunken behavior. Now this is a holiday I can support. I'm Irish, about 25%, I have reddish hair and I love to drink. Yep, that's a good enough reason. What is St.Patrick's day celebrating anyway? Who was St.Patrick?
If you're waiting for a history lesson, don't hold your breath. I have no fraking idea, so this is my guess of what St.Patrick's day is all about. *Warning!* this is my opinion and not based in fact. This is a rant, not freaking Wikipedia...cripes.
Anyway...Ireland was a land of nature loving people. The druids, Celtic magic, all that happy stuff. So someone, probably the pope at the time...*Warning* I am NOT Catholic, so if you are and are easily offended..what the hell are you doing here in the first place? Jeez,can I continue? Thank you. So the Pope says to Patrick (He wasn't a saint yet) .."Hey Pat! See that little island over there? No, that's England....over more...No that's Iceland, you went too far, bring it back....and....there! Yea, that's Ireland. They're a bunch of heathens, go make them Catholic" So Pat hops on a boat and goes to Ireland. Now when he lands, the Irish folk welcome him with open arms. You see, Ireland is a magical place with four leaf clovers, rainbows and pots of gold, leprechauns and potato fields as far as the eye can see. But Pat knows that this will simply not do, so he teaches them about Jesus and the love of Christians. Well, the druids don't want to give up the old religion, so Pat starts burning Leprechauns. Just grabbing them up and throwing them on the fire. Of course the Irish are devastated and promise to convert if he stops this killing spree. Pat agrees, the island becomes Catholic, the church makes him a saint and that's the reason you never see leprechauns. They are an endangered species and are afraid of humans. Those Bastards!
So now you know.....only you don't cause I made it up.
So drink your green beer and bask in the drunken glow of oblivion.
I really could care less.
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