It pisses me off. Really, it annoys the fuck out of me, that apostrophe.
What the fuck is that?
Why is that Irish?
That apostrophe was applied to our family names by people who hadn’t the slightest idea what they were doing. They took family markers like Ó and Ua, and they turned them into Darby O’Gill bullshit like O’. Nonsense terms that they thought were like Will o’the Wisp and John O’Groats, which these things never meant in the first place.
Do you know what really annoys me? We Irish went along with it, just as we went along with the nonsense renaming of our places. We happily accepted the ludicrous Bally for half our towns, because the English-speaking map-makers decided to impose it on us. Ballydehob. Ballybunnion.
Our places were , and still are, called Baile, a term that might be interpreted as meaning gathering.
Why do we out up with this shit? Why do we still propagate it?
Have we no pride?
Wait. Don’t answer that. It’s obvious we have no pride when we look at the kind of dimwit fucking skobes we allow to pollute our streets, flinging their rubbish everywhere and shouting at the top of their fat, drunken voices.
I don’t really care how badly we mis-spell our placenames because they’re such an insane mis-spelling of the original Irish placenames anyway. They make no sense any more, so why would we worry how fools spell them?
We abandoned out language. Nobody forced us to do it.
It’s about time we took responsibility for our own feeble-minded self absorption and stopped blaming the world.
Shame on us.
We Irish really are a fucking disgrace.