There’s that well-meaning but pretty awful
poem by Imelda May, the title of which -
You don’t get to be racist and Irish - can be seen
plastered on certain walls around Dublin. It can be understood to imply that racism in Irish society is basically unfathomable due to our unique historical experience as victims of empire, and by extension implies that this experience was uniformly defining. Shows a real lack of awareness of/interest in the wide range of Irish experiences of empire, some of which may be fruitfully drawn upon to help explain incidents such as
this the other day.