St. Patrick's Day (Best of)
Sometimes, the endless opinions of myself are repeated. So, what better way to do it than to just cut and paste my St. Patrick's Day post from last year...
It's only been a month, and yet we have another holiday named after a Saint. As I explained in the past, Saints are Roman Catholic. Saints are deemed saints by none other than the Pope. If you are not Catholic and celebrate anything to do with a Saint, you are a heretic.
Saint Patrick was not irish. He was born in England in the year 387 A.D. His parents were Roman. So, he was Italian. He was captured during a raid by and forced into slavery during his youth in Ireland, and escaped back to England. He later became a priest, and then a Cardinal. Upon having a vision from God, he went back to Ireland and spent 40 years converting the druids and pagans to catholicism. The reason why the shamrock is a symbol for St. Patrick is that he used it to explain the Trinity (the father, the son, and the holy ghost) to the people he converted.
So, on the anniversary of his death, March 17, many people acknowledge this man's religious quest. They do this by dying beer green, and getting drunk. What a way to recognize a holy man.
2 Comments:
You do realize that any day that ever had anything remotely exciting happen throughout the course of time, in this galaxy or any other, the Irish will turn into a holiday involving mass-drunkenness, right?
Jesus was into the wine. Really, REALLY liked the wine. Used to turn water into it when there was none.
And there were a lot of rumors about him hooking up with Mary Magdaline...
Me on the other hand, I love me some beer, wine, whisky, and pre-marital sex.
sex is natural. sex is good.
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