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knees were, she taunted, after all, the biggest ticket draw. Shannon was referring to General Washington's Celtic Ball, assuming that she and John and Marcus and Mina would make a foursome again as they did every year. Would Marcus rent the same kilt? He looked very masculine in a blue based hunting tartan, Shannon laughed to his devilish smirk. He snipped, "Oughta be a toga." "Sorry, no togas at the ball. It's either minute men thingies or kilts." So why were French or Spanish uniforms out? After all, he insisted, it was the French and Spanish who turned up the heat on the English which, in turn, forced the English to let up on repressing the Irish who they needed for troops in other colonial theaters. Shannon countered, poo. Irish sentiment was squarely with the colonies. After all, the British oppression-of the-month club had served up the so called penal laws, and other dictums which made even a newspaper editorial discussion on the subject of self rule a crime of treason punishable by death. Speech was illegal. Certain subjects of discussion were criminal. Verbalized thought made criminal? Well hell, she reasoned, why talk when you can shoot? Same risk. Oh, and did he know that the Irish were the first people to recognize the United States of America as a free and independent nation? Did he, huh? Mister deep history trivia maven. Didn't know that. The revolution was still underway and by no means settled. Irish were the first. Numero uno. The doctor thanked God that General Washington was not brought up Irish, posturing himself to avoid another elbow bash. Meaning what? Well, how many truces have the Irish had? Did anybody keep score over the last eight hundred years? To what? Work out differences? Northern Ireland could use a few Sicilians. That's what they could use. That's what he thought. Maybe old George was really Giorgio. Giorgio Tonnellate Che Lavano. And anyway , why do the Irish keep worshiping their loser