Friday night, alone and depressed, let me be cynical and critical.
Let's talk about Ireland.
When you think of Ireland the first thing comes up on mind is Guinness, and St. Patrick's day of course. When you visit Ireland as tourist, you just say "Fuck me, that's a kind of heaven!".
But, you know, all that glitters is not gold!
First, our President, Michael D. Higgins, looks like Bilbo Baggings. If you don't trust me, googolise him on Images and then come back to me. Surely better than the ex Italian Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi, a well known clown. Not talking about the poor Americans which had to choose among the garbage. Could be worse indeed. Long life to Denmark Queen!
Ireland has something like 14% of unemployment.
BUT, wait!
Irish people lives with benefits from the social welfare.
Why the fuck I have to work on minimum wage when I can be at home on the dole? Try to ask for it being a national foreign resident and you'll be labelled as burden.
Irish people are really social and friendly with tourists, but if you try to live in their country because you love it, they don't see you as a fan but most likely as someone who's trying to steal them something.
Look, I'm here to work, that shit you hate to do but I'm willing to, so what's your fucking problem?
Ireland is stuck on medieval era. And it's a living contraddiction.
Abortion is still illegal, selling alcohol on Good Friday and Christmas Day is forbidden. In 2013, religion is still dictating rules. Catholicism or muslims, it doesn't make a difference.
BUT. Prostitution is legal if provided in private premises and with no more than one entertainer. Just be careful on not getting pregnant or you're fucked and you need to travel to UK to get rid of the unwanted pack.
Drinking on public places is illegal. Alcohol and tobacco have taxes on them that you need to ask for a loan to supply yourself.
Parking is never for free and having a car is more a luxury than a need. Insurance, road tax and NCT will take you out financially.
Jeez, if I really decide to write a book about what's beyond Ireland appearance, I'll drop the tourism down on this country.
Alright, vented. I can go to sleep now...
Tomorrow, I'll be nice again and I'll tell about how many nice things I've been doing lately in this really nice bigoted town :P