With all my grumpy Pagan ethos, my friends are always surprised to find out that I actually look forward to going out and partying on Saint Patrick’s Day. My reaction to that is usually, “Hello? Drinking? Have we met?” Just because it’s not necessarily my holiday doesn’t mean I won’t use it as an excuse to drink and get into trouble (I give gifts at Christmas, too). After all, what could possibly appeal to a bona fide Pagan more than the opportunity to get plastered and fight on a day named after a Christian saint? That’s the very definition of irony.
Anyway, as always there’s plenty of spirited debate about this day. Lots of misinformation. No shortage of opinions. My old post about Pagans and Saint Patrick’s Day has received a boat load of traffic over the last few weeks, and I would be remiss if I didn’t offer up a quick link to the page on today of all days. Honestly, if I’d been smart I would have put up a link weeks ago (live and learn, right?).
Anyway, as ever my Irish ancestry is in conflict with my religious beliefs on a day like today, but I will raise a glass to you and yours as I wish you well and success. I will close with one of my favorite Irish toasts;
“I have known many, liked not a few, loved only one, I drink to you.”