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Religious Ceremony Vs. Crazy Irish Tees On St. Patrick’s Day

Religion is the cornerstone of so many people’s lives here in America that it is hard to ignore the constant battle between the secular portions of the country and the religious. While not holding the vast members it once held in the past, the Catholic Church is still one of the forerunners of religious influence. Since most of the holiday’s we celebrate trace back to Catholic origins, it’s not hard to understand why they get so upset about the gradual taking-over of those holidays as mere drunken celebrations. Take Saint Patrick’s Day and the hoard of revelers in crazy Irish tshirts for example.

Saint Patrick’s Day has been celebrated since before the 16th century, and has been a religious holiday since the very beginning. Saint Patrick was actually a monk who brought Christianity to the pagans of Ireland. Ireland is predominantly Catholic now because of Saint Patrick’s efforts, so it is understandable that the Catholic Church holds him in enough esteem to celebrate his life. Holding him in such high regards, how could they possibly be happy about the crazy Irish tee shirts and behavior of the youth?

It was a slow and gradual change, but St. Patrick’s Day is fully considered a day in which to gather with friends and drink heavily. Perhaps national stereotypes played a roll as did media influence, but no one sees St. Patrick’s Day merely as a religious holiday any longer. If you were to ask most young people what St. Patrick’s Day is all about, they would most likely give a hoot and a laugh before they told you it was about whiskey, green beer, and Irish drinking t shirts.

The damage is pretty irrevocable at this point, I’m afraid. The church can put up a weak defense against the partiers on the day of the Holiday but there is not much more they can do than that. I have seen church members literally get booed out of a bar by a few hundred young people in Irish party tees as they try to hand out fliers that inform about the true meaning of the holiday. While I am not a Catholic myself, I can’t help but feel sorry for the people who just want to take St. Patrick’s Day back to its roots.

When you go out this Saint Patrick’s Day in your Irish pride t-shirts, as I’m sure you will be, take a minute and reflect on the history of the holiday. I’m not asking from a religious standpoint, but rather from a historical one. It’s important for us to understand why we do the things we do, and they only way you’re going to do that is if you actually educate yourself. All it takes is a simple search on the Internet to learn all you need to know. If you’re going to celebrate, you should at least know why.

How I Feel About Offensive Irish Tee Shirts And The Kids Wearing Them

As far back as I can recollect, Saint Patrick’s Day has been a sanctimonious holiday full of honor and tradition. We would go to Mass, say our prayers, eat a huge meal, and then the boys would hit the pub and we would talk about the old times over a few pints. That is all that Saint Patrick’s Day was, and it was enough. It was a day to honor our homeland with good stories and prayer to God, and it was really good. These days, I don’t see anything even resembling what I knew. I see drunkards in offensive Irish tee shirts, and I’m not sure I like it.

If the change had happened suddenly, the Irish community would have been in an uproar and would have never let it happen. Saint Patrick’s Day would still be the holiday I knew in my younger years. It was a much more insidious shift, though. One year the pub has a few extra kids in it, laughing and carrying on. Before you know it, all of the beer is green and there are silly Irish shirts everywhere you look.

If these kids were actually honoring the Irish people and our heritage, then I would be willing to let the debauchery and craziness slide. Most of these kids only celebrate the holiday as a cartoonish version of what it was meant to be. Their drinking Irish tshirts are nothing but offensive caricatures of what the holiday is all about. Most of them aren’t even Irish, for goodness sake! All of the leprechauns and shamrock business is just offensive to me.

All I need is for one of these ignorant youths in their cheap Irish t shirts to just sit down with me, have a pint of dark beer, and talk about what it means to be an Irish descendant in America. I just want one of them to show some interest in learning about the pain and burden my ancestors bore for this country. When one of them does that, I will gladly embrace this newer and more inane version of the holiday I have always held so dear to my Irish heart.

Now, I’m certainly being a crotchety old man right now. I understand that fact and I accept it. That’s all because I’m sober at the moment. On Saint Patrick’s Day, I start the night as the same crotchety old man you have been reading about this whole time. By somewhere in the middle of the night, I feel a bit more accepting of the kids and their St. Patrick’s Day Irish tees. By the stroke of midnight, I’ve got my arm thrown over some kid’s shoulder and I’m teaching him old Irish drinking songs. I suppose it’s all a matter of perspective in the end, really.