So I was hearing in the blogosphere today that Spain has decided to 'tone down' a celebration that has been going on for quite a while. Apparently, the Spaniards were dominated for centuries by Muslim overlords. You know, the whole 'spread religion by the sword' type of folks. They regained independance, and for the past; oh, five hundred years or so have celebrated escape from the Reconquista by filling pinatas with fireworks and blowing those bitches up. That is, pinatas fashioned after Mohammed himself.

Apparently, that's now a little no-no. Hmm, I wonder what could drive public policy change in such a harmless tradition? I mean, PETA doesn't chase them down for donkey-shaped pinatas, and the courts don't pursue Catholics for drinking and eating the Body of Christ; so what gives?

Seriously, I just can't get over the irony:
1) Muslim overlords ride the Spanish into the ground for seven hundred years.
2) Spaniards eventually win the epic power struggle.
3) Spaniards celebrate by beating the shit out of pinatas.
4) Spaniards quit beating the shit out of pinatas because it twists their Muslim overlords' panties.

I feel like I just mainlined pure irony. My head is spinning, I feel all giddy; hell, I don't know which aspect to laugh at!

1) I mean, the INFIDELS are afraid the MUSLIMS will get pissed over blowing up FAKE MUSLIMS; when MUSLIMS blow themselves up ALL THE GODDAMN TIME in an effort to blow up REAL INFIDELS.
2) A nation that overcame CENTURIES of oppression wins its independance, then GIVE UP that independance without a BATTLE.

Honestly, I can't even organize this thought process very well. Jesus Christ! Imagine if, seriously wrap your mind around the possibility, that America would one day quit celebrating the Fourth of July because we were afraid it would piss off the British. Think about that; because we were occupied for a fraction of the time Spain was, as well as independant for a fraction of the time Spain was. Just, just frickin' stuff that in your pipe and smoke it.