Ireland is f**ked. It’s that simple.
I grew up in Ireland in the ’80s. we used to think that Ireland was f**ked back then. It’s the principal reason i emigrated. there was f**k all to do. So we all got the f**k out.
But now Ireland is biblically f**ked. A plague of bankers and international economists has descended upon my homeland and are about to strip it bare.
Which got me to thinking…what can I do to help my homeland in its hour of need?
And i think I have the answer. Give me the slender sliver of a budget that the Irish tourist board has and i will work for free to create the best motherf**king ads for Irish tourism you have ever seen in your life! You just pay for production costs and expenses.
Here are my qualifications:
1. I grew up in Galway City. Best town in Ireland i think we can all agree. I worked in a bar while in high school and college there. I get the tourist dollar thing.
2. I am in advertising. I created a little ole thing called the Budweiser Wassup! campaign. You may have heard of it. I get the American culture. I get the Irish culture. There’s not many like me.
3. Ireland is in deep trouble. Americans love Ireland. They just do. I can convert that love into much needed foreign cash.
You should know that normally I really don’t have a bias about the products that I work on. I love everything. Everything is good in my mercenary view of the world.
But Irish tourism is one of the very few things I would go out of my way to work on. Mostly because I have a decided advantage here, also because I still love my homeland dammit!
This is about as patriotic as I am ever going to get.
Go raibh mile maith agaibh!