St Patrick’s Day: Leaving St Patrick’s Day party in full swing
AMERICA AT LARGE: IT TOOK me 65 years to figure this out, but this week I discovered the safest place to spend St Patrick’s Day is on an airplane bound for London. A strand of bright green beads draped around the neck of one of the stewards was the only visible acknowledgement of the occasion, and all things considered it was a reasonable means of escaping the embarrassment of what has, in its American incarnation, turned into an annual puke-fest traditionally celebrated by amateur drunks.
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