I think the beans and toast and Guinness breakfast actually fortified me. The Dutchman's wife was sweet...wanted to help hubby out with his tummyache, so gave him a cheese sandwich and a Mars bar....who would have known that so little food could create so much more vomit....I wanted to start a pool on the boat to guess how long it would take for our companion to retch on the trip back, but I thought it might be a tad insensitive. Mind you, if he wasn't with his kid, I probably would have suggested it
The puffins were awesome, and in breeding season, so very colourful. We got some great pics.
The trip back was very calm. Going with the waves rather than against them...
steissd wrote:Would you mind, Sir, to explain who the Paddies are? I have never heard of such a nation. Paddy, IMO, is just a short form of Christian name Patrick.
Steissd:
The term "paddy" is a derrogatory term frequently applied to the Irish in America, who appear in public in an intoxicated state. I find the term as sickening as I do any attempt to disgrace the American Irish or any other ethnic group in the USA.
Setanta wrote:The Irish spell the name Patrick as Paidraig . . . pronounced "porrick" . . .
The English, always having been rather slow and dull-witted when it comes to language, rendered this as "Paddy" . . .
The Irish have adopted this as a term of affectionate disrespect for one another, and will beat the hell out of any non-Irish who address them with this term . . .
This is not what I've heard the term Paddy to mean. What I've heard is that the term Paddy was used to refer to American Irish, who were thrown into Paddy wagons ( police wagons), because of public alcoholic intoxication. To put it mildly, the term is a disgrace to all IrishMen who manage to drink in moderation and who do not make a disgrace of either themselves or their ethnicity by appearing drunk in public.
They were called Paddy wagons because they were, supposedly, used transport Paddies, NH, just like the milk cart was named for its cargo and not vice versa.
New Haven, as an American descended from the Irish on both sides of my family, and the author of this thread, i would point out that not only is your information misleading and not entirely correct, but that your opinion of what was written by me as satire here is not welcome. Certainly i cannot stop you from expressing your opinion, and wouldn't visit this site if such were possible. I will state that you often have your "facts" wrong, and inject your ill-informed opinions into threads in barely appropriate or inappropriate manners. I answered Steissd's question within minutes of his posting it. Paddy is a term current more in Ireland the other islands there, than in the United States. Here, "Mick" the the more common, and more vicious term. As a Paddy, i have a perfect right to discuss Paddies in a humerous vein, and to invite others to join me. You say you find the term as "sickening as i do any attempt to disgrace the American Irish or any other ethnic group in the USA." I can only hope that this means that you will be leaving, never to return to this thread. I can barely tolerate your nonsense in other threads; i sincerely wish never to see you in this thread again.
cavfancier wrote:Rumour is that Irish girls give the anal, because they are obsessed with remaining 'technical virgins' until marriage. Any insights on this Set? I don't think the Brits will be offended, Germaine Greer thinks they are a country of colon-patrollers anyway...(her opinion, not mine, btw).
Ahem...I couldn't possibly comment on the Brits' attitude to using the "tradesman's entrance".
We hear the same rumour about Spanish girls - again, a strongly Catholic country with virginity still prized much more highly than in many Western societies.
er, my impression was that most of the spanish who were still strongly catholic were li'l old ladies in their widow's garb. but hey, pete, whatever your predilections, you naughty english boy.
PUBLIC NOTICE:
This thread is an exercise in satire. (If you don't know what that is, please look it up before responding here.) By holding stupid and vicious stereotypes up to ridicule, one removes their terror and makes them powerless to hurt us. Someone here at the shop, reading the recent exchange said to me: "If she called you a Paddy, even in anger, you'd just laugh, right?" Not quite . . . first, i'd say: "Begora!" . . . then i'd laugh at her.
(Fer crissake, does anyone know what "begora" means, anyway?)
its like bejaysus but different
Kitchenpete wrote:We hear the same rumour about Spanish girls - again, a strongly Catholic country with virginity still prized much more highly than in many Western societies.
Well, in Muslim societies lack of virginity may make the wedding night that last night in the young woman life, and she will be killed not by the husband, but by her own parents and siblings for staining the honor of the family. Therefore, such a rumor exists regarding all the Muslim women. IMO, this rumor is quite a universal one, and does not refer to any specific nation,but rather to traditional societies where religion plays important role (and IMO approaches of both Christianity, Judaism and Islam toward female chastity are virtually the same).
I think the term paddy has pretty much been adopted with favour by the Irish, or are all those famous folk songs lying? Also, isn't Paddy a rather popular whiskey in Ireland? It was when I was there last...Paddy and Red, the kids like it a whole lot...
Just thought of something else...couldn't the term "Paddy Wagon" have also derived from the fact that so many Irish Americans became cops? Hmm...
Could be. Crossed my mind; fer some reason I've been thinking of it as having originated in England, but I am full of beer at many times and misapprehensions at all times; I don't consider my brain a particularly reliable source of information, so I just treat it as a source of amusement for myself. (Now what are Igor's lines, quoting his father, about time spent in the bathroom, in Young Frankenstein?)
Actually, we invented the term Paddy wagon, in the hope of suckering the gullible about the term, such as Dr. KAK . . . excuse me, New Haven . . .
Setanta:
You don't have to excuse youself. I'm still an MD and a PhD. Please feel free to call me Doctor.
I NEED SOME HELP IN UNDERSTANDING DRUNKEN MICKS
Okay, just kidding...here's an oldie for all the Micks, er, Paddies in America:
(sings)
From Derry quay we sailed away
On the 23rd of May
We were taken on board by a pleasant crew
Bound for Americay
Fresh water there we did take on
Five thousand gallons or more
In case we'd run short going to NewYork
Far away from the Shamrock shore.
So fare thee well, sweet Liza dear
And likewise to Derry town,
And twice farewell to my comrades bold,
Who still dwell on that sainted ground
If ever fortune will favour me
And I do have money in store,
I will come back and wed the sweet Lassie I left
On Paddy's Green Shamrock Shore
We sailed three days, we were all seasick
And no-one on board was free,
We were all confined unto our bunks
With no one to pity poor me,
No fond mother dear, no father kind
To comfort my head went to sore
This made me think more on the wee girl I left
On Paddy's Green Shamrock Shore.
We savely reached the other side
In fifteen and twenty days,
We were taken as passengers by a man
And led round in six different ways,
So each of us drunk a parting glas
In case that we never meet more,
And we bade farewell to old Ireland
And Paddy's Green Shamrock Shore.
So fare thee well, sweet Liza dear
And likewise to Derry town,
And twice farewell to my comrades bold,
Who still dwell on that sainted ground
If fame or fortune will favour me
And I do have money in store,
I'll go back and I'll wed the wee Lassie I left
On Paddy's Green Shamrock Shore.
New Haven, I wasn't excusing myself to you, that's certain . . . i was excusing myself to those who don't know who you are, and may have been dismayed to learn it . . . i really did hope you'd gone away . . . and i do wish you'd have the courtesy to leave this thread and not return . . . you're not welcomed here by the author, and i'd bet not too many others are charmed by your presence, either . . . and your credentials (unproven to us) mean nothing to me in the face of your resolute ignorance on just about every topic i've ever seen you address . . . i realize this qualifies as flaming you, but i'm simply using the term ignorance in the sense of never having seen you in command of a reasonable approximation of fact in what you post . . . and i'd never address you as doctor, whether your credentials were proven or not, i don't address my personal physician by any term other than "Boss" . . .
When I was looking for an apartment I stopped at a bar called Paddy's. I sat down and waited for the bartender to take my order. Looking around there were soccer pictures and other sports along the wall. Rough looking crowd. Irish bar--no question about it. I whispered to the woman next to me Is that an Irishman I heard?" She answered "You're the only one in here who isn't".
The bartender came up to me and asked "And what would the gentleman like?" I told him "Don't call me gentleman. You'll get me killed." It brought laughter all along the bar. Had a great time.
