Meegeeums

'What do ya think of the Mystic Meg fella?' daOak asked me last night 'he calls himself a meegeeum. But he can't see me, can he?' daOak grinned 'only you can see me, you're more a meegeeum dan he is'. a

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daOak was off on one of his little journeys and by now I have realised that it is easier to let him get it off his chest. That way I have a better chance of a bit of peace and quite later, otherwise he'll be at me all night.

'When I was a young fella' he said 'I saw some real meegeums on the stage of da'limpia down the road. Some of them could read your mind and tell ya what you were thinking, and them hipmatists that could make you think ya were a chicken.
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'Jayzus! der was many a night fellas came in er after the show quacking trying to order a drink' he paused looking around the bar 'When you think about it, some things never change.'

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Then his demeanor changed 'Things have changed' he said solemnly 'it's not like it used to be, people have changed, they have lost their sense of humour. They have turned into grumpy fucks!
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I was quite surprised daOak seldom used bad language 'what's got up your nose daOak?' I asked
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He looked at me and said 'It's said that the Irish have a good sense of humour because it's free, and we have learned to deal with many of the difficulties of life by being able to laugh at ourselves. We don't necessarily laugh at other people, but laugh with them, we laugh together.'

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daOak sat on the stool beside me, head down, with his elbows on the counter, sighed and continued 'We joke and take the piss out of each other, we are good at giving it and probably better at taking it! That's what we do, we are Irish! Renowned for our sense of humour.'

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He stopped 'Not anymore! That's what I've been trying to tell ya! Things have changed! Ya know this blog thing we started?'

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I nodded and he continued 'I've been ear-wigging and most of the lad's enjoy reading about themselves. They pretend not to read it, but I know they sneak an odd look every so often. But jayzus! there are a few real cranky fuckers around. They are so serious and so far stuck up their own arses they haven't seen the light of day for years!'

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'Now there is no need to be like that daOak!' I said.

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'I suppose you are right' he agreed 'they are not too bad I guess, just grumpy fuckers and probably miss the point. That to imitate someone is to pay the person a genuine compliment.'

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'Yes, so they say; It's greatest form of flattery. Is that what we are doing?' I asked. a

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He grinned 'Of course, sure they are our mates!'

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He never got a chance to finish what he was going to tell me about Mystic. Someone came in and took the stool right out from under him and he landed flat on his own arse. When he picked himself up he had the grumpiest look on his face and just pissed off.

The Wise One