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I love him there…so dark.
The husband could do it…
How important is legal copyright to you? As a writer, I should imagine, not so much.
Matthew,
If you get a bulk rate, I’ll take a copy too!
JOB
Lindsay,
Very decent of you to offer, but they got back to me and gave me the photog’s name, so I’m gonna try to buy one off of him. Or two.
I really wasn’t serious.
The hubby no likey the copyright-infringy…
It’s a great pic.
You know, I kind of thought you weren’t, but I didn’t want to make a fuss about it one way or the other. There’s a certain strain of Irish that hates conflict…
is there really?
I’m not so sure…
Well, surely you’re not going to blame my reticence on my Fighting French blood…
I’m French, dear.
I would never blame anything on French blood except Brilliance.
Matthew, Lindsay:
“Fighting French blood…”
Hmm…
(Napoleon was Corsican, of course…)
Almost as curious as
“There’s a certain strain of Irish that hates conflict…”
Would that be the non-Irish Irish strain you were thinking of – or the Irish who happened to be having wicked thoughts of peace in those fifteen assorted mintues of history when the Irish weren’t fighting a) each other b) England or c) both?
Hmmm…
JOB
That’s what I was saying! They are hotheads, (which I can say with my 50% Francais, 25%German, 25% Irish.)
The cemetery where my Dad is buried in New Orleans is ancient. Many of the victims of the Yellow Fever Epidemic are buried there. As you walk through, you notice that, on one side of the cobblestone walkway, are the Irish names and that the German names are on the other. The Irish refused to bury their dead on the same side.
Hello,people…you’re dead. You are safe from the German cooties.
I once heard a remarkably cogent case for Cardinal Law’s actions (or lack of actions) in Boston as the result of a basic desire to avoid throwing down. This is only the most notable example of the conflict-averse Irish.
Matthew,
I will be the first to admit that when it comes to the Irish Catholic Hierarchy (Archbishop Raymond L. Burke aside) in America, you’ve got a case – in fact, were it not for the Irish getting the upper hand on the German Bishops in these Untied States, we probably wouldn’t have needed Vatican II (I’m kidding, I’m kidding (about the VII part)!). Wisconsin Carpenter suggested that if the Holy Spirit sees fit to make R.L. Burke pope someday, I should take on the George Weigel role and title the bio: The Redemption of the Irish Catholic Hierarchy.
Of course, Matthew, you of all people, NYer that you are, should know the track record of Bishop John Hughes (pure Hibernian, that one)… Not exactly a slacker…
JOB
Irish are passive-aggressive. So everybody’s right.