Come on...there has to be one in there somewhere...

Actually, one of the things that a Public Broadcasting history series about the true history of Ireland taught me is that it's difficult to be a true "pure bred" anything when you're basically of Celtic origins...there were so many invasions and raids and takeovers and traveling traders and mass exiles and such like that it's all (no pun intended) relative.

I've got the red hair...Scots, Danes or Vikings? I was always brought up with the tale that the "Black Irish" were the offspring of the survivors of the Spanish Armada who washed up in Ireland after that little disagreement that they had with the English Fleet. (Thus, the story goes, the Costello's in my mom's family were descended from the Castillo's who appeared as if by magic and contributed to the gene pool.) It becomes a sort of nature/nurture thing after a while...but geneology doesn't seem to have much to do with why some gravitate to the kilt...

There was once an advertising campaign for Playboy Magazine the asked, "What kind of man reads Playboy?"...well what kind of man takes to kilts? There has to be a lot of reasons...not the least of which is, as far as I'm concerned, it just looks damn good on me...but, in essence, I think that it has more to do with who you are and not necessarily where you come from.

Party on, party hard and party kilted!

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AA