There, I said it.
All you d-bags who throw on a shiny green plastic bowler and drink beer and whiskey to celebrate “Irish-ness” are… d-bags.
Go learn about the long history of struggling against invasion and then colonialism (which still isn’t over). Go learn about the likes of Bobby Sands, Bernadette Devlin McAliskey, James Connolly, Anna and Fanny Parnell. Go learn about how language, arts, and sports were all a part of a culture of resistance and assertion.
Go learn about the solidarity between the popular civil rights movements in the north of Ireland and how they drew inspiration from Civil Rights Movements in the U.S. Go learn about how Daniel O’Connel inspired Frederick Douglas. Learn about the Famine and the Coffin Ships.
Don’t forget how St. Patrick’s Day Parade’s still excludes GLBTQ people from marching under our own banner.
Go learn about the hope and the beauty, the despair and ugliness. Go try to understand the complexity of what it means to be Irish.
And then the next person you see wearing a shiny green plastic bowler…
punch them in the face.