I will not distinguish some of the more pretend-smart arguments raised here by answering directly. As pointed out by others my post was a call for respect. I respect those who want to wear a poppy. Respect those of us who do not.
On one level, of course, I don’t know what the feck I’m talking about. ‘Race’, I mean what’s that? ‘Races’ in the 19th century were easy. They were people of different colour, or having a particular relationship to empire. Darwin had just written Origin of Species. Some lads in tall hats felt so superior to everyone else they were a species, all to themselves. And with that entitlement came the need to put everyone else firmly in their respective places.
We know that in an alternate universe, there are actually no races; Homo sapiens are Homo sapiens. A flawed but sometimes noble species.
Dictionaries struggle with ‘race’. Such a heavily loaded expression. One defines race as:
‘a group of people sharing the same culture, history, language, etc.; an ethnic group...’
Well, most of the population of Ireland fit the first qualification. It was in this basis they were discriminated against. It still happens. They could be caricatured (as others have illustrated) in the 19th century as uncouth, dirty, alcoholic, heavy browed, clods. In the sixties my uncles faced signs saying “No Irish need Apply”.
So - we are not British. We have a separate culture. It’s not necessarily based on religion or sense of humour or ability to play hurling. But it’s distinctive. These vague and cumulative differences have been noted, and have played a part in the experience of many.
Call it discrimination, call it racism. Like another poster said, you know - if you want to - what I mean.