Friday, March 16, 2007

No Green Please, We're Celtic

Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored," where we talk to God. Hundreds of them! You could say we dabble in downsized deities who deserve devotion.

Today, in (dis)honor of St. Patrick's Day, we welcome a proud member of the Irish-Scottish-Welsh Celtic pantheon. Please give a wild, warm, "Gods Are Bored" welcome to Manannan Mac Lir, awesome High God of Ye Olde Ancient Celts!

Anne: Righteous Manannan, I'm sorry I can't type that cool accent grave over the last "a" in your name. I'm not very computer literate.

Manannan Mac Lir: That's perfectly all right. Can I have another slice of your soda bread?

Anne: Take the whole loaf, oh forgotten one.

Mannanan Mac Lir: Not entirely forgotten, thank goodness. I've got my island...

Anne: Oh, yes, the Isle of Man. I'm sure it's fair as a maiden's smile.

Mannanan Mac Lir: How fine it is to talk to a daughter of bards with the bardic gift herself!

Anne (blushing): Pshaw. Ain't nuthin. But we're not here to talk about me. We're here to talk about you. How you got booted from your job even after you were willing to do it for free.

Mannanan Mac Lir: It's still hard for me to talk about. And just like Bill O'Reilly won't say Keith Olbermann's name, I refuse to speak the names of those two ignorant Christians who robbed me of my praise and worship team.

Anne: Those would be St. Patrick and St. Columba.

Mannanan Mac Lir: Egg-sucking dogs.

Anne: Tell us, o God of the waves and the high heavens. What happened?

Manannan Mac Lir: Well, as you know ... grrrrr ....

Anne: St. Patrick...

Mannanan Mac Lir: He's the one. Brought Christianity to Ireland. Before that, fair Erin was the domain of self and extended family. Some of my fellow deities took pay cuts and worked for the Christians. Queen Brigid the Bright was one. She settled for sainthood so she could continue to care for her peeps. Me, I steered clear of the Catholics and kept on doing my thing with the rank and file folk. Me and my faeries, of course.

Anne: Of course.

Manannan Mac Lir: Then along comes the other one ... grrrrr.....

Anne: St. Columba.

Manannan Mac Lir: Shiftless skunk.

Anne: What happened?

Manannan Mac Lir: Skunk broke his golden chalice and asked one of my people to take it to the smith. I met my follower on the path to the blacksmith shop. One little puff from my mouth was all it took to fix that chalice, plus some. You learn all this stuff in God School.

Anne: I have a reader who has been there. Go on.

Manannan Mac Lir: So, I sent the good fellow back with the repaired cup and a message: "what say you to the power of someone who does this? Does your pantheon doom me, or accord me a measure of respect?" Darned if that poor servant didn't slink back and tell me that .... grrrrrrrr

Anne: St. Columba.

Manannan Mac Lir: The very one. He told the servant that only a demon could do such work, and I'd better get to hell where I belonged. Worse than that, the Shiftless Skunk scared the poor servant so bad that the servant went to all his friends and told them not to take my help anymore, no matter how well-intentioned it seemed. Just imagine. My faeries and I were providing great weather for farmers, fair skies for sailors. We were helping people find stuff they'd lost and filling children's heads with beautiful old tales. All of a sudden I'm persona non grata.

Anne: A common fate for bored gods and goddesses. What did you do?

Manannan Mac Lir: I booted it for the islands off Scotland and England, where folks are just stubborn enough to believe in me through thick and thin. It's a living. Barely. But the climate is nice if you like moody seascapes, which I happen to enjoy.

Anne: We here at "The Gods Are Bored" pay you all glory, laud, and honor, Manannan Mac Lir! And don't you worry. People are starting to appreciate the fact that Ancient Ones such as yourself deserve more than you're getting.

Manannan Mac Lir: My faeries and I worked for free. Gratis. Still no dice from those ... grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Anne: So what color do you suggest we wear on March 17, we who recognize the wrong done to you and your pantheon?

Manannan Mac Lir: The tartan of your Clan. Barring that, Anne, I think the burgundy shirts you wear to your school are quite becoming on you.

Anne: That's the school uniform! If I wear that on a Saturday, my husband will pitch a fit! He's sick to death of burgundy! How about this powder pink Land's End sweatshirt? It bids fair to be a coldish day.

Manannan Mac Lir: A glorious hue. Is there anything my faeries and I can do for you?

Anne: Not a thing, honored one. Our motto here at "The Gods Are Bored" is simple: "Ask not what a god can do for you. Ask what you can do for a god." How about this: In your honor, I will not submit a reimbusement request to the East Coast Vulture Festival for the expensive buzzard costume I rented. The Nature Society of Wenonah will therefore have another hundred bucks to spend on their six miles of walking trails.

Manannan Mac Lir: You do me justice, daughter of ancient Scotland. I'll be hovering, should you need me.

Anne: So, friends, there you are. Another bored god, done in by a demanding "It's All About Me" deity and his followers. As for me and my house, we will not wear green.

FROM ANNE
CLAN HANNA

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14 Comments:

At March 16, 2007 , Blogger Tennessee Jed said...

Anne you can type any letter you like from character map supplied on most computer O.S.

Á is the acute capital "A"
hold Alt key while hitting the numbers 0193

á is Alt+0225

Character Map lives on most pc's at
C:\WINDOWS\system32\charmap.exe

Or search for charmap.exe when you find it you can make your own shortcut to it for later use it will come in very handy for the Latin and other non-English words your bored gods have.

By the way I love it when you get the gods in for an interview.

Mannanán Mac Lir sounds like a real nice god to get to know!

 
At March 17, 2007 , Blogger Angela-Eloise said...

Great post Anne!

I was the smart-ass kid who wore orange to school on St. Patrick's Day. Here in Boston, I'd probably get shot for that.

I'm a Scot myself. My mother has traced our family to Kenneth MacAlpin, the first king of Scotland, who united the Dalriadan Scots and the Picts. His mother was a Pictish Princess from the Fortrenn line. I've looked up the MacAlpin tartan - it's kinda ugly. But now I know what to wear come next March 17th.

I found a designer online a while back who was doing super-cool stuff with tartan and kilts. I'll see if I can find it and I'll send you the info.

I'll put an offering to Mannanán Mac Lir on my altar tonight. Rock on, dude!

 
At March 17, 2007 , Blogger Rosie said...

And we Welsh call him Manawydan ap Llyr. It's always good to hear an interview with with a bored god.

 
At March 17, 2007 , Blogger Hecate said...

Ah, so much nicer than that sour old St. Grrrrrrrr

 
At March 17, 2007 , Blogger Mama Kelly said...

An enlightening interview. At last the whole story is known.

Blessings

mama kelly

 
At March 17, 2007 , Blogger Aquila ka Hecate said...

Awesome interview!

The McKays and the Georges salute you.

Love,
Terri in Joburg

 
At March 18, 2007 , Blogger BBC said...

I went to the peace protest at noon, and then in the evening I had some of the best corned beef and cabbage I've had in years.

Brought some home also. Life is good here if I ignore a lot of things out there in the larger world.

 
At March 19, 2007 , Blogger Paul said...

Good to see the fair Isle of Man and Manannan Mac Lir featuring. A small island with a big heart and history, its own Celtic language and more bored deities and fey folk than you could ever wish for. Being at the heart of ancient trade routes it has seen many visitors. Maybe you will be one someday :)

 
At March 19, 2007 , Blogger buddy don said...

verr nice innnervue! quite movin. tiz a shame how one relijun steals as much as they kin frum all the gods they run into on the rode n then claim that thays only one. yer performin a grate servus, bof to them gods n yer readers to boot.

 
At March 19, 2007 , Blogger buddy don said...

oh also, on the day of the parade in hoboken i wore a shirt frum flannerys pub, witch so happens its burgundy.

 
At March 20, 2007 , Blogger HR Mitchell said...

Lovely interview. I've linked to it from my LiveJournal (http://www.livejournal.com/users/herbmcsidhe/) as part of my "International Fake Irishman Day" coverage.

 
At March 20, 2007 , Blogger Brenda said...

OK, I'm being a pedant, but Patrick wasn't the first Christian to go to Ireland. He wasn't even the first bishop. And where the heck do you get "fairies work for free"? What do you think the cream left outside the door is, a chance act? Sure, that's what each side WANTS you to think...

That said, I think you captured the old man nicely.

 
At March 20, 2007 , Blogger Hillary said...

Excellent interview! I hate St Patrick's Day because it's all, "Let's celebrate the systematic extermination of the druids and persecution of any and all folk ways! Yay, green beer!" I didn't even think about Manannan's point of view, even though we honor him every vernal equinox in my Druid grove.

 
At February 26, 2010 , Anonymous Anonymous said...

irish. *waves to favorite sea god*
my vacation is hereby dedicated to Mannannan Mac Lir

 

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