After a rather lengthy absence, I returned to Thursday night trivia at Keegan's Irish Pub & Restaurant last night. Our team's results were not impressive, as we were barely able to answer more than half the questions correctly, finishing three behind the victors. However, what was far more disturbing was the nature of the quiz itself.
Rather than answering questions such as "Why are Marines called leathernecks?" or "What color is Guinness?", we were subjected to a series of queries lifted from the pages of Star magazine. Mindless celebrity gossip about the latest Hollywood starlet to adopt a baby from the Third World and give it a goofy name or who Colin Farrell was sleeping with three years ago is not our idea of a trivia quiz. At least not our idea of the kind of trivia quiz that men would willingly participate in.
It appears that the creeping feminization of our culture has now infected the hallowed grounds of Keegan's Pub. Terry Keegan has become a softer, kinder, gentler quiz master, the Alan Alda of trivia if you will. Rumor has it that Phil Donahue will be making a special appearance as celebrity announcer soon, that Happy Hour will be replaced by "Feelings Hour," and that quiche will replace ground beef on the Keegan's menu. I even understand that if you happen to stop by Keegan's this Saturday, you'll likely find Terry wearing a dress. (sigh)
Paging Harvey Mansfield. Professor Mansfield, please report to Keegan's STAT.
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