Pigs and fruitcakesJun 11th, 2008 | By Ian Poulton | Category: Ireland
“Anonymous to Zozimus: Ireland’s Other Poetry” , the wonderful compilation assembled by John Wyse Jackson and Hector McDonnell, has a poem which probably provides as sharp an insight into voting patterns at tomorrow’s referendum as most of the pundits.
From the pen of Anonymous, it suggests a preference towards avoiding being in certain company.
It was a night in dark November
As I very well remember
I strolled down Sackville Street in drunken pride,
But my knees were all a-flutter,
So I plumped down in the gutter
And a pig came and lay down by my side.
So I lay down in the gutter
Thinking thoughts I could not utter,
When a colleen passing by did primly say
‘You can tell a man who boozes by the company he chooses’
And the pig got up and slowly walked away.
The description by one person of the Treaty as being part of the establishment of a “New World Order” prompted a Googling of “Lisbon Treaty” and “New World Order” – it is a conspiracy theorist’s wonderland! There is mention of Illuiminati, Freemasons, Satan, Jesuits, and a general rounding up of all the other usual suspects. It is astonishing that such a bureaucratic document could have brought such a response.
Even those inclined towards arguments for a “No” vote must feel it is something of a fruitcake zone. How many will not wish to be in such company and get up and walk away?