The top ten myths about the Irish

As it appears to be mostly true, only by personal experience, the willingness to forget and an abundance of storytelling to us all!

I once many years ago found myself on a very country road by today's standards it was dark and stormy a terrible rainy windy night my old car had just gone through its last spoonful of petrol (Cars use to do 500 miles to the gallon mostly pushed) in those days, Anyway there I was in the middle of nowhere out of gas, I spotted a dim light off the road at some distance and having negotiated some fences and fields I arrived at the door of a cottage where a young couple were laying a new wooden floor, Having told them of my dilemma I was sat down to a pot of tea and a plate of cookies while the young man took off in his car, 10 minutes later to my utter shock he arrived back with 2 gallons of petrol escorted me to my car poured it into my tank and no matter what I tried would NOT accept any remuneration of any sort, I have waited more than 40 years to publicly tell this story and let me tell you money was scarce enough back then, The Place where I broke down was near Ardee in Co Louth.

"Christ and Caesar are hand in glove" refers to the corrupting intertwining of the Catholic Church and the Irish government, both dedicated to sneaky deals and cover-ups. It does not refer to the Irish "latitudinarianism" (cafeteria Catholicism) that indeed is an ancient irish tradition despite the fanatics. When the Norman chronicler asked an Irish chief why they did not persecute the Jews, the answer was "What a man believes in his mind is between him and God."... The Irish practiced a form of Santeria for many centuries, to everyone's comfort.

JamesMurphy: Erin Go Bragh means "Ireland Forever". I'm surprised you don't know that. Is the Irish/Gaelic language totally dead over there now?

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I love this! As a red haired irish cailin, with a black haired Irish father (well it was once upon a time, when he had hair!), who is the most charming man on this earth, along with being probably one of the smartest! And not one of us can carry a tune in a bucket! However, my contemptuous looks may have been known to clear a room or two, especially when directed at a sibling or other relation (usually non-Irish who have married into the family). This is absolutely brilliant! lmao!

as an Irishmen I know how true it is. good article. people have some concepts like this of others no matter where they come from.

Well. I'd argue with you on each and every one o' those points, but that might be a little stupid. Besides, I'm late for me lessons for choir in my church, and a bit of a sip afterward. So... if ye want to argue, come join me at Paddy's, where we can fight or tell stories and if you like, I can fix you up with my red-haired sister. I won't forget, just be there. ;)

This is priceless: "The Irish don’t drink more alcohol than any other western nation; they just have more conspicuous fun in the process."

The Union Jack and her symbols are left as they are. And besides their Queen is coming to show UKers dominance. Nicely done, eh! what.

The Irish never forget someone who borrows a book and doesn't return it.

People are people regardless of where you go in the world- there are good and bad and everything in between.

If you'd like to know what the Irish were really like before Rome's taking over the church and England's brutalizing us and then writing their own "history," read Thomas Cahill's "How the Irish Saved Civilization."

Quite cute. Enhjoyed reading the article. The Irish are just like every other group; some good, some bad, and many somewhere between the two.

But, do they got rhythm? Few individuals of any origin exhibit consistent behavior - Irish or not. Obviously, there are stupid, bellicose, red-haired Irish persons who drink too much and sing a lot; but, hell, no one is perfect!