Madam, – John Bull’s Other Island, Hibernia, Scotia (forget those impostors), Hy Brasil, Kathleen Mavourneen, My Dark Rosaleen, The Emerald Isle, Eire and, even, Oreland (as in D4). All these have defined us at one time or another, but in recent years we became many more “lands”.
We became Aspireland, Desireland, Attireland, Get-my-price-higherland, 4x4 Tyreland, Liarland, Acquireland, Hire and Fireland, Byreland (they who milked the Celtic Cow), Direland, Mireland, Too-Much-Jarland, Ivorytowerland – even Stiraland and many, many more.
We are now again, against the will of many and the wishes of all, merely Ireland, where all around our ire is so visible and so readily expressed, because “we are not responsible for the situation we’re now in” – Celtic Tiger Funeral Pyreland.
Get real, folks. It’s where we are. Let’s take our example from the sporting heroes of athletics, rugby and boxing as they offer us instead Inspireland! – Yours, etc,