Boggers of the world unite
I have to admit, that as someone who feels far more comfortable in the city – nearly any city – than I do in the country, I'm not usually one to jump to the defence of rural types.
Don't get me wrong, obviously I know some people from the country – damn the Indo's multicultural employment practices. But in much the same way that some country people don't particularly like being in a built-up area, I feel much the same about areas beyond the Pale – nice to visit, but no great pain to leave (says the genius who is going to Mayo for a few days next week).
But the stand-off between some Irish turf cutters and the EU is more interesting than it may first appear. Why should someone living in the city really be that bothered by what happens to a bunch of people who, for once, are actually proud to be called 'boggers'?