Let’s appreciate Ireland this St. Patrick’s Day — – Latest News
Parade will get the inexperienced gentle
Everything round me is honoring St. Patrick’s Day. Even my favourite cantaloupe’s turned inexperienced.
Even that prince of a man Harry whose missus continues to be attempting to swipe a buck off TV. You know why? Because money’s her favourite coloration.
St. Pat’s. The trustworthy march up Fifth and stagger down Sixth. And did you hear in regards to the Galway psychiatrist who used a Murphy mattress as an alternative of a sofa?
Dick Van Dyke, 99, whose ebook “Keep Moving: And Other Tips and Truths About Living Well Longer,” advised us: “You have to keep the ‘Bang Bang’ in your Chitty Chitty.’ ”
Forget leprechauns, Irish stew and corned beef, what was Irish lass Kathy Hochul’s dinner this week at East sixtieth’s French restaurant Le Bilboquet? Like what Emerald Islers Daniel Day-Lewis may’ve identified in County Wicklow or Bono, Michael Fassbender, Saoirse Ronan, Ruth Negga, Matt Damon, Sarah Jessica Parker, Martin Sheen, Colin Farrell may’ve had? Or Jeremy Irons whose kitchen is in a West Cork pink fortress?
Or perhaps you as soon as downed a pint with the late Angela Lansbury who lived on my New York City avenue and in whose Ireland home I’ve been whereas she herself baked Irish bread? Or my good friend Elaine who edited Melania’s latest best vendor and owns a home on the auld sod.
No. Fish. New York’s governor inhaled fish. There was additionally a plate of french fries.
Forget bacon and cabbage, pudding and limericks. We communicate now of these few inches of sod that comprise the home of these french fries. Little itsy France, RuPaul’s closet is larger. Known for shmattas, fragrance, accents — and ingratitude. Who appears to have forgotten that our great nation — in World War II — saved their ungrateful nation’s ass?
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France’s large tour de farce
Me a passionate lover of the United States of America. But we’ll repair our issues, not you. You simply stick with hustling overpriced shmattas. On your mini turf — and my lounge’s bigger — your senate member Claude Malhuret — about whom no person cares or speaks — simply unloaded on us. In the French senate — a nation that eats frog legs — he criticized Trump and Musk.
France. That’s had nothing great since Brigitte Bardot. High debt, deficits, unsure future, little growth, left-wing people, poverty, sicknesses, racism, emission issues, rioting, violence, high unemployment, social points — typically impolite to guests — and these are its good factors. Yet IT — and HIM — are peeing on the USA?
Down, boy. On the paper. Hire Hunter Biden should you need an upside. But don’t expectorate on the best nation God ever created — or we’ll take away your sequins.
Ukraine’s Zelensky could also be conversant in this:
A diplomat is a one who can inform you to go to hell in such a method that you just really sit up for the journey.
Heard solely in DC, children, solely in DC.
