Belfast isn’t a backward passive observer, but an active leader, full of “yuccies”, in the Global Race.
There’s a backward Belfast, and there’s a bourgeois Belfast. Two Belfasts. Two Northern Irelands.
Rory McIlroy versus Bryson Belfast; unbridled optimism versus plangent wallow, nostomania and self-pity.
The two young men are roughly coeval with 1998 Northern Ireland, but each is radically polarised on the modern Irish Question. Each is a strong indicator of Belfast’s dual-demographics.
One is Catholic, the other is a evangelical protestant. Both are unionists.
Rory McIlroy’s Northern Ireland is a world leading economic and cultural centre, where, as he said, “you know my generation, we don’t care about any of that stuff.”
Jamie Bryson’s Northern Ireland pines and whines for an Antebellum Ulster where “biblical protestants” are privileged and republicans somehow renounce all ideological ties.
Where the McIlroy generation talk about the latest technology, Loyalists allege bias in the media and deliver slogans wholly out of step with reality.
We listen to hyperbole and absurdity like “The persecution of all things Protestant continues.”
And wreckless overstatement like,
“They will come for every Protestant.”
Which group do we hear more from? Yes, the negative, reactionary class.
Belfast’s bourgeois and bohemian “boho” class has surrendered. Boho surrender. Northern Ireland’s cosmopolitans, no petty population, is spectacularly and disastrously complacent. BT9 is Bt-supine.
I’ve often wondered if I live in some remote and removed, hyper-privileged gated community. I pat myself down; I see such progress and progressivism around me, yet politics and self-appointed big mouths tell a story opposite to the Belfast and Northern Ireland I know.
Well no. I don’t live in a bourgeois bubble. Belfast is alive with modern metropolitans, intelligentsia, yuppies, hipsters and yuccies, a whole rainbow of types. Newton Emerson has astutely observed that Culture Night tells us that there are many extremely middle-class people here in Belfast and the greater area.
John Hewitt spoke about the coaster class, the well-to-do who go from holiday to nice holiday, phone to new phone, in splendid ambivalence. “Active complacency” as Glenn Patterson would call it.
A small class of peoples, mobilised and energised, shout ‘No Surrender’. Another class, perhaps much larger, do nothing, the Boho surrender.
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I really don’t think jamie bryson is a christian like he claims to be and is an act, he probably has a few small and easy bible verses memorised. Just so he can use it on the non Christian who doesn’t believe in that crap, seriously if he were a christian then why would he be cheerleading the UVF and soo friendly with its members. That you would be getting the impression that Bryson himself is a member of the North Down UVF and I met his mate in a car who I suspect of being in the UVF, surprised he wasn’t with Bangor protestant boys tonite at their mini twelfth and went to east belfast instead.
But I guess they were either not invited or didn’t want jamie taking all the attention of the band, what instrument does he play again……Yeah thats right, he carries a stick and the odd fleg, which proves that he isn’t needed!
Bryson is a poser like them other North Down poofters running round, beeping horns at ppl like myself wearing football tops and other shit.
Was Bryson up at the Lower Newton to antagonise short strand youths, who are probably in a long queue to knock his whine in when hes on his own!