Maybe it's time to cut St Patrick's Day some slack?
Well, here we go again.
Get your drinking boots on, prepare to make your annual attempt to eat a bowl of coddle in a packed pub. You might take in the parade, then again you might not. You might even wear one of those silly hats, even though you'd normally sneer at anyone who commits such a crime against fashion.
You'll speak a cúpla focail if the mood takes you. You might talk to some foreign tourists and apologise to these baffled visitors who arrived on our shores only to find the capital city now resembles something from The Purge, as marauding gangs of 'youths' (to employ garda-speak) cause mayhem from Parnell Square to Stephen's Green.