I went into Padraig Pearse’s the night Paisley died expecting to see a bit of high jinx.
Disappointed that there were only low level drug dealers and other scrotes in there. Smoking ban didn’t exist in that ‘Free Derry’.
They probably weren’t impressed either with a blurry eyed accountant in a suit looking to ‘experience’ the place either.
Did you wade as far as the back bar?
No I didn’t get there.
That’s where things turn Republican.
You’d never know what the townie cunts would try
Book lunch in the Vintage Kitchen for one of the days. Have the Cajun chowder. Thank me later.
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The Dubs are talkers culchies are doers
Malcolm Gladwell does a chapter on this in one of his books. Fascinating so ill try paraphrase it here.
He looked at fueds in Appalachia, how most murders through decades were just continuing fueds. The theory is its cultural, and that culture depends on what type of farming that society practiced.
Large tillage farmers were part of a cooperative society, they needed others help to harvest and gave theirs in return.
If you were a small farmer you kept to yourself, ran your own affairs etc but crucially your whole livelihood, just a few animals, could be stolen and disappear overnight. The other group didn’t have those concerns as its not like someone would sneak in and harvest 40 acres.
So if you were a small subsistence farmer, you had to over react to insults and slights, you had to make it known you weren’t to be fucked with.
He talked about a few experiments where they showed clips to students in US colleges. One was where a lad is walking down a hall and a lad walking against him won’t step aside. Another sees a lad at a bar with his girlfriend when a stranger comes over and tries to chat her up. They found students primarily from northern states were calm, saw nothing wrong with either interaction and laughed them off as a common misunderstanding, where students from subsistence originating cultures, regardless of that students, race religion or own family background, saw it completely differently and thought the first guy should stand his ground and the second should punch the lad attempting to chap up the missus.
Same with ireland, we grew up in west of ireland societies where fights were common every Friday night, where you couldn’t be seen not to react to an insult etc. Dublin is different, theres not as much self reliance really as the gubbermint is expected to handle a lot of life’s needs. No gubbermint in rural mayo, galway or clare.
Talking with strangers?
No an earlier one I’ll see can I find it
Outliers
just to clarify for the forum
the pub @Juhniallio mentions is where a customer got food poisoning and died
FAO overseas posters
the wesht of Ireland were the least active in the fight for Irish freedom
Factually incorrect and irrelevant. The two for
Where does Irish farmers living off eu grants for the last 50 years fit into this little fairy tale? Self reliance me hole
They have to fight for those grants
During 1916 Rising the largest military mobilization outside Dublin was in East Galway.
My grandfather was imprisoned by the British. I thought it may have been for some armed insurrection.
I learned from a reprinted newspaper report in the Connacht Tribune it was for singing anti Crown songs, presumably while boozed up. The Apple does not fall far from the tree I suppose.
Sigh
They all moved to Dublin and developed a platform for In the Mix for Six.
The first British army battalion actioned to respond to the 1916 Rising were from The Royal Barracks in your neck of the woods - the 10th Service Battalion of the Royal Dublin Fusiliers. Most of their descendants still live in the general Fingal area.