Friday, March 17, 2006

sorry, but i can't resist.

i have to rain a little bit on the st. patrick's day parade. check out slate's most shocking exposé of one corporation's push to litter the world with faux irish pubs.

wait a minute. you mean these beautiful wood floors and stained-glass windows are pre-fab? you mean those leathery old books and quaint little carvings on the shelf didn't really come from a country cottage in west kerry? quick, get out the fainting couch!

oh, and people, for the love of god - please don't drink any green beer tonight.

1 comment:

Toast said...

It's really no different from the hundreds of chain restaurants (Friday's, Applebee's, Ruby Tuesday's, etc.) that litter their walls with signs, old advertisements, and random kitschy detritus. My ex and I used to have a theory that it was all provided by a national supply warehouse called CorporEat.