Something to think about while your favorite baseball team wears tasteless caps today. The bold is mine.
But on March 17 each year I actively avoid the leprechauns and the “Kiss Me I’m Irish” t-shirts and the silly green hats and the 9 a.m. Guinness guzzling. That’s not because I’m opposed to having a good time and it’s certainly not because I’m not proud of my Irish heritage. Quite the opposite: I’m worried St. Patrick’s Day has become a farce, a celebration of cartoonish symbols of Irish culture that minimize, dilute and demean what it means to be Irish. Wrapped in an excuse to drink debaucherously (itself a stereotype long used to keep Irish immigrants down), the holiday is so devoid of culture that it may as well be grouped with fake holidays like SantaCon — just switch red garb for green.
via Why I Don’t Celebrate St. Patrick’s Day | Seamus McKiernan.
Again, I know the Mets are not being mean-spirited. I know they are trying to celebrate the day. But there are ways to do it without the caricature, and they have done so in the past.
Cry me a river….