Not that the average reveler really cares about the true (or at least truer) story of St. Patrick and his official day.
Most of them have more pressing concerns.
Like scarfing down too many savory slabs of melt-in-your-mouth delicious corned beef.
And going to town on too many steaming sides of boiled-to-perfection delicious green cabbage.
And mindlessly tossing back too many pint glasses of (not quite) delicious (cheap) green beer.
That last one is particularly pressing.
So—no more edification today.
Instead, a blessing:
May you dance with Lady Luck and embrace her Bountiful Harvest of Fun...
...and may you repel the Evil Leprechaun and stave off his Mother Of All Hangovers.
ÉIRINN GO BRÁCH!
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