Negative Nordies
Since the IRA said they were going to disarm, there has been lots of talk of a united Ireland recently. I didn’t think that this was a good argument for thinking a united island is going to happen in the near future. Disband, then maybe I’ll come round.
However, I could foresee a union in the future, but not one that allowed moany-holes from the North raining down on our parade here in the South. Of all the races of people I’ve met (huge generalisation coming up here), they have to be the most negative. And with good reason I hear you say. Yes, the old Catholics haven’t had the best of times in the North since partition. The Protestants have had their fair share of grief too.
But their cynicism has gone beyond what it should be. A few incidents have compounded this notion in my head recently. I happened to be attending a hurling match this summer between Offaly and Antrim and some of the decisions were not going Antrim’s way. One supporter duly shouted from the top of his lungs, “Wake up referee, you Free State cunt”. This abuse rang out in a relatively empty Croke Park for all to hear.
A few months prior to that, a “Negative Nordie” was complaining to his friend about being fired from his job while walking down Henry Street. He kept coming out with Nordie classics like, “there was a conspiracy”, “I am innocent”, etc. But he did concede that he had been late 7 times for work. Go figure.
I also blame BBC Northern Ireland. They pump negativity into sitting rooms up and down this island. John Daly does his best to rouse the Negatives from their mood, but goes too far. He’s annoying.
And the tone of the accent doesn’t help either. I’d imagine that it’s a Nordie accent in a high frequency that is transmitted in those devices for driving away domestic rats and mice.
Before you lock me up for inciting hatred, hear this. I’ve known plenty of upbeat and pleasant Nordies. But it’s the ones that get on TV and show their mugs down here that are giving the Six Counties a bad name.
Published by Colm.
However, I could foresee a union in the future, but not one that allowed moany-holes from the North raining down on our parade here in the South. Of all the races of people I’ve met (huge generalisation coming up here), they have to be the most negative. And with good reason I hear you say. Yes, the old Catholics haven’t had the best of times in the North since partition. The Protestants have had their fair share of grief too.
But their cynicism has gone beyond what it should be. A few incidents have compounded this notion in my head recently. I happened to be attending a hurling match this summer between Offaly and Antrim and some of the decisions were not going Antrim’s way. One supporter duly shouted from the top of his lungs, “Wake up referee, you Free State cunt”. This abuse rang out in a relatively empty Croke Park for all to hear.
A few months prior to that, a “Negative Nordie” was complaining to his friend about being fired from his job while walking down Henry Street. He kept coming out with Nordie classics like, “there was a conspiracy”, “I am innocent”, etc. But he did concede that he had been late 7 times for work. Go figure.
I also blame BBC Northern Ireland. They pump negativity into sitting rooms up and down this island. John Daly does his best to rouse the Negatives from their mood, but goes too far. He’s annoying.
And the tone of the accent doesn’t help either. I’d imagine that it’s a Nordie accent in a high frequency that is transmitted in those devices for driving away domestic rats and mice.
Before you lock me up for inciting hatred, hear this. I’ve known plenty of upbeat and pleasant Nordies. But it’s the ones that get on TV and show their mugs down here that are giving the Six Counties a bad name.
Published by Colm.
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