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Mar 18 08: oh boy, oh boy. oh, boy.
I had yesterday off and as a result didn’t realize it was St. Patrick’s Day until about 2:30 in the afternoon, because I spent the morning stretched out and watching Doctor Who episodes.1 I missed the parade. I missed the first wave (~9AM-1PM) of drunken yahoos.
Which is not to say that I missed all the drunken yahoos, on subways and sidewalks all over town. Aargh. I mean, I’m fractionally of Irish descent myself, but still: go away, you idiots. I still think we should do a pre-Christian Irish holiday parade, and paint our naked bodies blue and run screaming down Fifth Avenue with weapons flailing. In the mean time, though, here’s something that did, eventually, put me in the holiday spirit and did not result in waking up in a gutter somewhere. Enjoy.
1 I’ve now gone all the way through the Daleks in Depression-era NYC two-parter. Not one of their better efforts, and I’m not sure how much I believe the Martha-Doctor dynamic, but whatever. The theme music alone is enough to put an utterly dorky smile on my face.
Commentary
I know this is a truly a truly trite and perhaps pandering observation but I do find it amazing the amount of disgust and outrage that many people have over gay pride parade “spectacles” while these same people find occasions of crude public inebriation (and all the results of such drunkenness), such as St.Patricks day, to be perfectly acceptable and, perhaps, even charming.
posted by jc., Mar 21 08 6:20 AM
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