HAPPY SAINT PADDY'S DAY REDUX:
Every year, either a little before or after the 17th
, the constant reader of The Passing Parade has to put up with yet another screed in which I complain of the growing drunken debauchery of Saint Patrick's Day. Those interested in reading those screeds can go to the archives and read them. But if a picture is worth a thousand words, then the attached will go a long way towards explaining what always ticks me off about the hordes of louts who yearly turn an ethnic and religious holiday into a cretinous celebration of stereotyping. The young lady to the left, whose parents, I am sure, are very proud of the scores she got on her SATs, is simply the latest and most vulgar of this carnival. I don't think I would mind the loutishness if the 17th was the feast day of Saint Jeff Spicoli; I could accept the stupidity of the celebrants as no more or no less than the meed due to the founder of the day; but I dislike these idiots using Saint Patrick as an excuse to be stupid. Maybe I'm just getting old.