Catriona was right

[Welsh Guy]

Sorry guys, but this ridiculous ranking system now makes me a Guardian of Scotland!! I went there for a day and it was raining!

What is your strange obsession with Celtic-ness? We are just regular people living in boring houses, watching "Friends" and "Sex in the City" eating our MacDonalds, drinking our "Starbucks" coffee.

I'm Welsh, Catriona's Scottish, my good friend Eric is Breton. My local bar is owned by a Kabyle called Kasi. We are all Celt.

We are Celt, because we are, Not because it is romantic to be so.

Yes, we are each in our own tradition, proud of our cultures, and we despair at each new "Riverdance" American Re Invention of who we are. Michael Flaherty was a crook who stole a whole culture to his own ends.

Please respect this, and don't expect, because Great Aunt Matilde came from Conamarra, that we, Scots, Welsh, Irish, Manx, Cornish, Galicians, Bretons, Asturias, can provide you with a heritage, that's your responsibillity.

[Cabbagehome]

You are right,  all the political correctness in the States, has caused us non African to counter react.  Of the groups taken advantaged of, the celts were treated the worst. The Irish were vertully slaves, without the protection the black slave had. The plight of the Irish is rarely told. The fact that some crooks in New York, who were Irish, learned to work the political party system, and got power, makes it less told. Under these guys, the poor suffered more. The same happened in the Appelisia to the Scots. It seems the only way a celt could get ahead was crocked politics or a Bar. All our romanticism with things celt, is our way of saying, "I'm here, my ancesters had a lot to do with making this country."

How about we make you gardian of the backyard?

[Catriona]

How about we just don't have any title at all?  

[Falachaidh]

don't hurt me.. I'm Italian!  

I'm here because the music lured me in; and the highland dance, because I was bored one day, kept me.
my poor child is going to be a mutt! (dad is a bit of Europe)
 

[Falachaidh]

oh yeah, i forgot.. the avatar i picked.. well, since my website is still down, it isn't me. but i have the full sized picture of it. was given as a gift one year. something i cherish

[Cabbagehome]

We Americans are not mutts! We are Hinze 57! My mom says so.   Italian is nice. I like pizza.

[CelticRadio]

I know I am not a mutt. I have my papers somewhere!!!

[Aon_Daonna]

what's a mutt??
(I'm German we're no Heinz's.. but kraut's, and Italians are quite cool as long you don't have to share a motorway with them)

the thing with this celticness is the romanticism of these countries, those who were born there don't think like the folks that is forced to live somewhere else. We just have this "Highlander"-Romantic-Image (methinks)

[Cabbagehome]

Well by our last name, my family are krauts too. Infact, our name says we are. In the early 50's my husband's father use to pro wrestle as VON KRAUT. He played the bad guy.   Hubby said it didn't matter, what we named a boy; he would be called Von Kraut anyway. So one ,of his names, is Vaughn. But his daddy, taught him to spell it Von.
A Mutt is what, we in the states call a dog, with out a pedigree. A dog that it is hard to tell what breed he is. Some people think, it is any unregistered dog.
Hienz 57 is a condiment like mustard or catsup. It is believed it is called 57, because that is how many things are in the recipe.  Thus calling people Hienz 57, nicer than calling them mutts.
 You think sharing the the road with  Italians is bad?  You should try driving in Michigan or California.

[free2Bme]

Obviously you have never shared the same road with anyone from Tennessee - they dont believe in lanes or turn signals - no need of either when you learn to drive on dirt farm roads!!! You can tell which ones learned to drive on tractors - they never go above 35 miles per hour....

[Aon_Daonna]

Dutch ain't bad too!

But 2 wee stories about italian traffic/vespa drivers:
I was on the italian reviera once. Driving Car on the most beautiful street i've ever seen. Nice weather, left of the street: rocks, right of the street: turqouise sea! Beautiful!!!!
the bad thing about this road were the vespa drivers! they got past us everytime: from the left and the right side (there was only some tiny space left! and IF they could I think the would have even take the shortage over the car's roof!

Second: Is there someone who ever was in rome??? First time i was there I tried to transport 4 huge pizzas over the street to a park in the middle of a Piazza (Piazza Vittorio Emmanuele). I barely survived the Cars but then this vespa driver came!!!! I won't tell how it wen't on (Cazzo).
if you ever come to rome: take the car driver with the most expensive car, look into his eyes and pass or just step on the street without looking, these are the savest ways.

[Cabbagehome]

OOOOO a vespa, I have wanted one of those, as long as I can remember.  In Michigan, people take their little cars around you on the side of the road, and in little spaces on the freeway. You know they are going to have an accident, and start looking for a way to miss it.  
free2Bme, I know what you mean about tractor drivers. We have a bunch of them in the Upper part of Michigan.  Also they are all over New Mexico. One of the people I knew when I was a child, got her drivers licences, without taking a test. The local sheriff, in the little village she grew up in, said " I've seen you out driving your daddys tractor, here you are.

[Catriona]

I had a Lambretta scooter in the late 60s - I was a very unusual 'mod' in that I was a female with my own scooter!  Always Ms Independence     Those were the days, mods and rockers and all that went with that time.... the Beatles, the Kinks, the Rolling Stones.  I saw them all in concert.... also Bob Dylan, Little Stevie Wonder (as he was then!, the 4 Tops, Lovin Spoonful and loads more..... they were exciting times, the 60s....  and I am living proof that the saying got it wrong.... the one that goes 'if you remember the 60s you weren't there'          

[Cabbagehome]

Yes I too remember the 60's. I have to admitt to that as I was born In Roswell, New Mexico 9 months after the space ship crashed.
My foster brother had an Indian Moter Cycle, olest brothe got a Cushman Scooter when he turned 12, when he turned 16 he got a Trympe Moter Cycle. I got the cushman when I was 12, but dad never let me get a licens, so I couldn't ride it, year later younger brother got Cushman.  My mom bought an Isleta just before I turned 16.  My dad sold it, before I got a learning permit. I didn't get a drivers licens, till after I was married for a year. Hubby lets me drive when we go somewhere. Tells everyone I need the practic.