
Originally Posted by
SideysGhost
I never even realised the lurking sense of menace and tension and fear on any night out in Ireland was there at all until I left, and suddenly it was gone. On any night out in Ireland when on the street, part of your subconscious is constantly on a state of high alert, scanning the vicinity for violent scumbags. You just never know when something is going to kick off. And it usually does. Here, I just don't have that sense of menace, that wariness, that expectation that some skanger will be flinging bottles about the place any second now.
Ireland is a pretty messed up place really. The dysfunctional abusive elitist society leads to vast amounts of underlying frustration and tension. But rather than lashing out at our "betters" and directing that anger and frustration onto changing the system, we are all brainwashed by the whisperings of "don't rock the boat, keep the head down, don't be making a show of yourself, don't be shaming the family" blah blah blah into just getting pissed and beating one another up instead.
Well, that's Dr Sidey's diagnosis anyway!