I am ahead of the St. Patrick Day parade, when I notice three local drunkards, with the cheapest (plastic bottle) beer in hand.
– What’s there? Revolution? and they look inquiring at me
– National Ireland day, I reply, continuing to look for interesting angles and subjects
– So what? they are totally unimpressed
– Irish beer! i add, unsure they ever tried some ever
– Where, where? their eyes start to sparkle and you can start to feel their enthusiasm
– Pubs around here, I shrug
– And is free? you can see the sparkle burning
– I don’t know about that, I shrug again and go my way.
In the meantime the parade arrives. With dying sparkles in their eyes, the drunkards try to bugger it but are meet with total indifference.