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“Whatever you say, say nothing,

when you talk about you know what …“
So heißt es in dem Lied. Und das passt zu diesem ganz bestimmten Bild, das wir Iren von uns haben, vom Dienern und Buckeln vor der Obrigkeit. Kümmere dich um deine eigenen [...]

“Whatever you say, say nothing,

…when you talk about you know what …”
So the song goes. And it fits a certain forelock tugging, fawning to authority picture we Irish have of ourselves. Mind your own business. Say nothing to no one. Mind your back. [...]

dead men’s plays

If you fly into Dublin with the sorry shadow of our former national airline, woven into the upholstery of your seat are quotations from O’Casey, Joyce and Yeats.  How civilized. Then you pass through the terminal and quotations from Irish [...]