I don't recall anyone ever trying to defend the No Gays in Our Parade position, as it is so obviously stupid... oh wait, hello there, Kathryn Jean Lopez.
A friend e-mailed me this morning from Savannah, Ga., where a local news station was airing St. Patrick’s Day Mass live from a local church. There is the green-cladded-ness to this day but there is also the Christian cross and the real point of the shamrock – teaching about the Trinity. The religious aspect of the day can get lost in the blarney, but this morning at St. Patrick’s Cathedral, it was the occasion of a rare Lenten “Gloria.”
These are words that have been generated. You can't deny that. These are words that exist and have been assembled, perhaps by some Higher Power.
These other words have also been assembled by Kathryn Jean Lopez!
But one only needs to reach for a Guinness to be reminded we’re living in 2014 and this all seems a bit foreign to a secularized world where mandated tolerance is not green in its tyrannical slouch.
This is a wonderful sentence, to be cherished. Perhaps it means something.
But then we get to the crux of the biscuit:
This year, Guinness is boycotting New York’s St. Patrick’s Day parade — withdrawing its sponsorship – because, not for the first time, the parade organizers have refused to permit gay groups to march with banners. Rather than respecting the parade’s history and tradition – rooted as it is in Catholic New York culture – the parade is being denounced as “anti-LGBT.”
Point the first. It's a fucking parade.
Point the second. Lopez is bitching about Guinness being unsympathetic to "Catholic culture"...? Gosh.
Point the third:
The St. Patrick’s Day parade isn’t looking to make political statements.
Uh, yes it is? It always has?
Challenging Official NYC Irishness is worth doing.
Being "Irish" doesn't mean "conforming to the vision of 'Irishness' put forward by the idiot fossils who run the NYC parade."
Next year I want Chris O' Dowd as Grand Marshall. Oh wait. He isn't Irish. What does he know about being Irish?
And again, point the first: it's a fucking parade.