Like everything else here in Ireland, St Patrick's day has gone from a holy day of obligation in honour of the saint that brought Catholicism to Ireland and drove out the snakes (demons, there is no record of snakes in Ireland. We must have separated into an Island before snakes got here.) to a secular society with a ɧoɱosɛҳųαƖ as Prime minister and a Lesbian as Minister for children that uses the traditional parade to show how the Irish can now celebrate all kinds of perversions and sin.  

Of great importance was the shamrock, 

https://www.shamrockgift.com/blog/shamrock-ireland-history-meaning/

Now there is a difference between shamrock and clover. Both are similar but the shamrock has no white markings, it is pure green. It represents the three persons of God. The search for shamrock by us kids started on about March 1st. we would search everywhere and try to find the biggest bunch of it we could find. On the day we would pin as big a bunch as we could on our coat and wear it like a trophy at Mass. St Patrick's day was a day of obligation. As St Patrick was Ireland's patron saint and the Catholic Church ruled alongside the government, they held a parade in O'Connell's street, the main street in Dublin. That was a must for everyone. Grandparents and parents brought their children to them. They were great.

Now here is an interesting question. Where was the first St Patrick's day parade held?

https://www.irishcentral.com/roots/history/oldest-st-patricks-day-parade-us

Today, with Ireland the most post-Catholic nation on Earth, the parade on 'Paddy's Day' has nothing to say about St Patrick, but all to do with the new satanic Ireland. I will give you an example. In the USA they cancelled abortions. Here they recommended that any thinking of abortion to get them now quickly as there could be delays with the virus.

And yes, there was always a bit of drinking here. Guinness had their factory in Dublin.

Finally while I am here;

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https://www.irishcentral.com/opinion/others/real-irish-american-history-not-taught-schools

Thank you for posting this. I've passed it on to my 15-year-old grandson -- he might want to write an essay on the Irish Famine for his "Global Studies" class. His great great great great great grandfather was 15 when the Brits killed his family and he stowed away in an apple barrel (on a British ship) to come to American and to the West.

It is going to be a quiet St. Patrick’s Day.

Fair points.

To apportion credit and blame where they are due, green beer seems to have originated on these shores; it does not appear to have come over on a boat from the Ould Sod. Sadly, however, it is one of many Irish American absurdities that have gained traction back in Ireland, where folks once had the sense to know better. Of course, the Irish used to be proud of their Catholicism, too.

I recall with pleasure an incident from the mid-sixties, when I was in college. The most-frequented of the several bars in the college's neighborhood was owned and run by Irish Americans, but the principal bartender—a gent named Pat, who was a retired professional horse trainer—was a genuine Irishman. A great many students spent as much time at that bar as in class, and the rest spent a good deal more.* One year, in the first week of March, I was in the bar when another student came in and shouted, "Hey, Pat, will there be green beer on tap for Saint Patty's day?" Pat snarled back, "No, and there won't be any horse piss served either."
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*In New York State at the time in question, the legal drinking age was still eighteen, thank heaven. It didn't become twenty-one until 1985.

The green pesto Irish cheese usually sold at Trader Joes around the Feast of St., Patrtick is gone. Most likely it was hoarded by the panicked customers.
When I was in college, the cafeteria staff made green pesto pasta served with cabbage, mashed potatoes with parsley, and corned beef. It was delicious.

And during the Famine in Ireland , many  died from starvation but many Christians can’t even fast or obstain from red meat for 4O days.  


 

Thank you, Cassini.  

We started planting.  I hung out laundry. I mailed out St Patrick’s Day cards to our God child and friends in Donegal. Then we took a nice 3 mile walk and there were others hiking while wearing green.  Listened to Irish music.  Came home and ate cabbage, carrots, and boiled ham.  

We watched the Quiet Man. Then prayed the Rosary before bed.  

And we prayed that God would spare our family and friends from the Corona virus.  

The next day, I saw that many St Patrick’s Day parades and bars closed in Ireland and America.  It seems like the world saw a more traditional Irish St Patrick’s Day this year 2020.