As the
story goes, St. Patrick banished snakes from Ireland and saved his adopted
homeland (he was born in a Roman settlement in North Britain) from paganism. He also saved Eire from the Christian fangs of Pelagian heresy, which taught that original sin was fake
news. (Pelagius, whose name is based on a Greek word meaning “of the sea,” was
said to have been Scottish in origin.)
We
know now that snakes hadn’t been in Ireland since the glacial period, and some
of us suspect that following Pelagius would have resulted in something less,
um, fraught than Irish Catholicism. (I
like to think of my patron St. Oran as a wet Scot.)
March
17 is celebrated as St. Patrick’s Day and immigrants of every stripe are
invited to suffer the pangs of Irish nostalgia, wear green and drink way too
much whiskey and beer. (When I was younger and wetter, lifting steins at
Harrigan’s Pub on St. Patrick’s was akin to tromboning the pantheon of Irish
saints.)
Let’s
pluck three leaves from the shamrock and see if there’s a magic fourth leaf,
down and back the mystery of history. In Irish lore, a four-leafed clover was
deemed lucky, a springer of Otherworld doors; what wonders have you to share? Charm us with a blarney poem!
Does
St. Patrick lamp your way back into your official migrant history, or does Pelagius
hold the more durable and apt sea-candle for burrowing down into the salt
reaches of New Grange?
Or
this: Beer tasting a little moldy? Do you find nostalgia somewhat pathological,
a too-dewy-eyed embrace for golden times that never existed or are forever lost?
How are Irish immigrant dreams fueled by the Great Famine different than the
desperation of Honduran or Syrian refugees?
And
what if those snakes had won the battle for the Irish heart? What then?
As the Irish say, "Go n-ithe an cat thú is go n-ithe an diabhal an cat"—or, "May the cat eat you, and may the devil eat the cat." I look forward to whatever jumps out of this blarney hat!
As the Irish say, "Go n-ithe an cat thú is go n-ithe an diabhal an cat"—or, "May the cat eat you, and may the devil eat the cat." I look forward to whatever jumps out of this blarney hat!