Trump leprechaun ban results in unexpected consequences

My blogging friend, fellow Mainer, and renowned Modern Philosopher Austin Hodgens has written a poignant piece on President Trump’s untimely decision to place a ban on leprechauns.

It resonated with me. Because I’m Irish. And St. Patrick’s Day is this week.

As with all sweeping decisions this ban has had some unexpected and devastating consequences.

  • Exploitation of American children. There are not enough little people in the world to impersonate leprechauns, particularly with such short notice. So we’ve had no choice but to enlist our youngest citizens as leprechaun replacements. While they are natural mischief-makers, exposing them to this degree of revelry is wrong on so many levels.
  • Children working overtime in third world countries. Along with a shortage of leprechauns, there is a shortage of their specialty clothing. It is inevitable that children who normally work 80 hours per week in Bangladesh will work overtime to produce wee jackets, hats, and breeches that will be a perfect fit for our youngsters. These ambitious children haven’t worked so hard since the costume making frenzy before Halloween.
  • Pots o’ gold deficiency. Without leprechauns, there are no pots o’ gold. Rumor has it that the United States lottery system is going to fill pots with fake coins, promising there will be one gold coin in every 8,787,328 pots. That ought to be sufficient odds to keep America hoping, right?
  • Rainbow ban. Apparently President Trump listened to the words of ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow’ and realized it was encouraging immigrants to come to America with all those promises of blue skies and dreams coming true. Now the pots o’ fake gold are found at the end of a wall that never ends.
  • There is unrest at the North Pole. Santa and his helpers are getting uneasy at the thought of banned elves. Could the Elf on the Shelf be next on the hit list of outlawed pixies? Their presence is essential to a profitable Christmas season since these adorable spies inhibit children’s naughty behavior, ensuring that Black Friday doesn’t go into the red. This risk is magnified now that children are well versed in the antics of leprechauns (see above).
  • Moratorium on the import of Guinness. Touted as un-American and leaving an acidic aftertaste, President Trump placed a moratorium on the import of Guinness. Can this be the final blow to the traditional full-scale St. Patrick’s Day drunk fest?
  • March on Boston. Since Boston has the highest percentage of Irish ancestry a March on Boston was a logical forum to exhibit the concerns of Irish citizens whose right to celebrate the St. Patrick’s Day is in jeopardy. Apparently President Trump was moved by the demonstration and nearly lifted the ban on leprechauns until he saw a contingency of Mexicans waving their green cards in solidarity.
  • Green card ban. Seeing all those green cards triggered a surge of nausea for President Trump, prompting him to issue a ban on green cards. From this point forward all cards granted to foreign nationals allowing them live and work in the United States will be orange.

Austin, being the modern philosopher, is taking this philosophically. But my Irish dander has donned boxing gloves, and even without Guinness to bolster my courage I’m ready for a fight.

He and I are planning a grassroots campaign to save the traditions of St. Patrick’s Day and we’ll discuss strategy while sipping pints of forbidden Guinness before the last keg kicks.

Meet us at Paddy Murphy’s in downtown Bangor, Maine if you’d like to join our efforts to ‘Make America Green Again!’



©2017, Stevens. All rights reserved.

Subscribe to Blog via Email

Enter your email address to subscribe to this blog and receive notifications of new posts by email.

13 thoughts on “Trump leprechaun ban results in unexpected consequences

  1. If you’re going to pick a mythology to believe in, leprechauns are at least happy, magical, and fun, as appose to religion, which is controlling, illogical, and negative. I say, bring on the leprechauns.

    2 henna/indigo hair dye sessions ago, I had a chemical reaction on my grey roots that turned my hair green. It was hideous. I looked like a 50+ nutjob, until I fixed the issue. Being 5 ft 96 lbs I could have passed for a lady leprechaun. I hide my hair in a winter white hat. People complimented my winter style. Little did they know…. lol

    • hid, not hide…it’s late and I’m off to ER w/ my husband’s eyeball misbehaving (surgical stitches poking his eyeball. I kid him, it use to be his morning “metabolism” that would make his eye go wild.. lol Ahh aging, what fun!

    • I think if you have another green hair incident you should consider flaunting it like you meant to do it, Laura. Hope your husband’s eyeball comes back in line. Thanks for stopping by and leaving a comment.

  2. I’m trying to find the snow shovel. Did a Leprechaun take it? I never saw one-just like I never saw a the live-in ankle bitter who volunteeered to shovel out to the car. Sounds like these Leprechaun types would be just the ones to help fix Donald’s hair.


    • From your experience, Lin, I’d say a few leprechauns have entered the country illegally. Since they are already here, I’d like to see them do something about Donald’s hair! Maybe dye it green. *grin*

I love comments. Just type in the box below to make me happy, okay?