Sep 15, 2024
I came out to my Irish host family about being nonbinary (or rather, I just told them my correct pronouns via email lol) and they're so nice about it aaaahhh
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I came out to my Irish host family about being nonbinary (or rather, I just told them my correct pronouns via email lol) and they're so nice about it aaaahhh
More postcards from Ireland
They are playing Hozier in this Irish café.
YES
Me, talking to the dog: "I actually have to leave now. Sadly, without you but you have to let me get to the door."
Host family mum: "You can say beep beep and he should move."
Me: "This feels like a remote control. 'Say beep beep to move the dog!'"
I fricken love talking to you about choir holy crap. Like you and DaWa care about it as much as I do and we’re all really passionate about it and makes me so fucking happy. We literally just spent an hour and half talking about ireland/camp/this year’s repertoire and like the difficulties or like the annoying of people sticking out or getting hype about pretty unisons and agh it makes me really happy
9/18/19
a reminder that there are 19 minutes left to vote so run/drive/cycle whatever
gegen-kapital-und-nation replied to your post “Generally I prefer the sentiment of Pádraig Mac Piarais’ An Dord...”
I sang a bit of the chorus for of one of the older versions for someone during the summer solstice, as they were celebrating the day and it was summer related, it was quite nice we were all up on Conney island just off Sligo town after a 2 or 3 day sesh on the mainland. But in all honesty, I loath Mac Piarais' and his romantic bourgeois nationalism and the poisonious effect he contributed to within Irish and dispora politics.
Really, I like the image of Gráinne Mhaol as a national liberator, although I know full well that the feminist potential of such an image was at odds with the kind of nationalism that dominated the politics of the turn of the century.
I’m not sure how much of the blame can really be laid at An Piarsach’s feet, since many of his ideas do mirror those of the Young Irelanders, and are also to be found in the writings of some of his contemporaries, especially Hyde. But as a martyr-figure (something, of course, he relished), he does act as a symbolic locus for all sorts of regressive ideas.
As a poet, he’s extremely overrated.