Nations have different cultural priorities. Such as France: cuisine, wine, fashion. Italy, music and art. And Nations have exemplars of their best. France has Dior and Chanel for fashion and Auguste Escoffier and Hubert Keller for cuisine. Italy has Puccini and Verdi for music, Leonardo de Vinci and Michelangelo for art. Ireland is famous for its pubs, poets, playwrights, and palaver. Irish pubs have been opened throughout the world, particularly in the 1980s and 1990s, from Boston to Beijing, and in dozens of countries. They generally have a lot in common with pubs in Ireland.. A key feature of Irish pubs is the ambiance - the atmosphere of congeniality and good humor, most usually enhanced by song and colorful talk. Irish poets are world-renowned, like W. B Yeats (Nobel Prize, 1923) and Seamus Heaney (Nobel Prize, 1995) Many other notables, including James Joyce, Jonathan Swift, and C.S. Lewis. Irish playwrights include George Bernard Shaw, Samuel Beckett, Oscar Wilde, Richard Brinsley Sheridan, and John Millington Synge. Irish palaver (aka cajolery, sweet-talk, blarney) is mastered by a great many Irish folks. Probably Oscar Wilde is the Irishman most acclaimed for his wit. The pubs serve as a perfect setting for mirthful talk. Palaver, including story-telling, lively debates, joking, and cajoling are the currency of socializing -- leavened, of course, by a few pints of Guinness. The love of the English language by the Irish and its masters like James Joyce stimulate an intense cultural motivation to play with language and compete to be the best. Scintillating talk and playful banter are a top priority among the Irish. As drama critic T.E. Kalem wrote in response to Brendan Behan's 1958 play Borstal Boy, "The English language brings out the best in the Irish. They court it like a beautiful woman. They make it bray with donkey laughter. They hurl it at the sky like a paint pot full of rainbows, and then make it chant a dirge for man's fate and man's follies that is as mournful as misty spring rain crying over the fallow earth." Irish poet Katherine Tynan Hinkson wrote "There is an Irish way of paying compliments as though they were irresistible truths which makes what would otherwise be an impertinence delightful."
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