The Rainbow Singer: A Novel
Kerr, Simon
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Copyright © 2002 Simon Kerr.
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ISBN: 0-7868-6798-1
Chapter One
THE RAINBOW OF HOPE
If you really want to hear about it, there's a few things you should know about Project Ulster before I really kick off on the story improper. It was promoted in the throat-cutting churches and chapels of Northern Ireland with the slogan "The Rainbow of Hope." The pot of gold at the end of this rainbow was the relative peace of the unwild Midwest USA. And I think, though I may be wrong, that they had that Red and yellow and pink and green, orange and purple and blue, I can sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow, sing a rainbow too as their theme song.
Not exactly Iron Maiden is it? So did I sing their rainbow?aye, I did like fuck!
* * *
My name, the good Prod name my parents gave me, is Wil Carson: Wil after the Father of Ulster, King Billy; Carson after being related to the savior of Partition, Lord Carson.
I was sold the Rainbow of Hope on the last Sunday in the pissing wet May of 1985. Yeah, it's been fifteen long years, first in Lincoln Hills School for Juvenile Offenders and then in the Green Bay Correctional Institution, but I can still say what May day it was. I was sold out on the twenty-seventh. My Ma was the Project salesman, or should that be saleswoman, or even the salesperson? Doesn't matter, it doesn't do to be too PC or people think you're weak.
Anyway, as I was trying to say, we were in the living room after Sunday lunch when my Ma stops her claw-fingered knitting, takes off her horn-rimmed NHS glasses, and comes right out with it: "You know, Wil, I was chatting away to Pastor Good at the end of the service and well, he says you could go to America for a month scot-free."
Now I was sitting right in front of the TV at the time, watching El Cid hay-bed Sophia Loren and fiddling mightily with my ucksters, so I didn't think I heard her right. "What's that you say, Ma?"
"The Pastor has put your name up as a substitute for Project Ulster."
"Do what?"
All of a sudden she had my full attention. I don't think my Ma was used to getting anybody's full attention ever, certainly not me or my Da's, so she became a little self-conscious. She might even have blushed some when she said, "Someone dropped out. Wouldn't you like to go on a holiday, son?"
"You're fucking dead right I would!"
I got a right slap around the gob for saying that, but any fourteen-year-old no-hoper from the back streets of East Belfast would have done the same thing and cursed his good fortune.
Looking back on it, though, I think: is that what did it for me? But then I get to thinking?What is a blessing? What is a curse? What is a fortune after all? And it beats the fuck out of me. Life has always been a mixing up of the good and the bad and the me. Things I think will be good don't turn out that way. Things I dread doing I end up enjoying. I've tried reversing things, the polarity of fate, you know like turning the positive into the negative before it occurs, but nah, that doesn't work. Maybe if I hadn't mocked my future my past wouldn't have been mapped out that way? But then how are you supposed to consider your future at the time? Or your present. Or your past for that matter? In terms of the blessings you receive or the curses? In terms of good and bad? Who the hell knows what good or bad really is? Can morality be applied to a life's chronology? The very thought is a bag of shite. We're all taught Plato's morality (wrapped up in Christianity) and I read in the prison library that Plato used to fuck young boys up the arse. I didn't make my life happen. Time made me. Place made me. Why am I supposed to regret what I did when I was brought up by God-loving, God-fearing Christians to do it? They taught me to call people Taigs, and hate those they said were Taigs, so like a good Prod I hated Taigs so much I could have killed every last one of them.
I'll tell you something else for nothing?I hated them Taigs a fuckload more later on that pissing Sunday. Right after the evening service, the stiff-lipped ol' Pastor told my Ma and me, "Now, Wil, you know what the Project is?"
"Nah," I said. "Tell us."
The Pastor cleared his throat like he always did prior to preaching. "From what I've heard, which I'll admit isn't much at this late stage, it's about the Americans bringing you to America to teach you about peace and reconciliation, son."
I said, "Right?"
"They want to help us take the gun out of our politics, son."
I said, "They do, do they?"
"Yes. They want to help us stop the youth of today becoming involved in paramilitary groups."
I said, "Aye?you're kidding?"
But he wasn't. He looked deadly serious. I had to choke back a laugh.
"And if you're going, Wil," the Pastor went on, "you'll be going with nine other God-fearing Protestants your own age."
At that point I cheered and punched the air. That sounded great!
Then he added, "And as I understand it, given the conditions of the Project, ten Catholics."
"Taigs?" I spat the word out.
"Wil!" said Ma.
"Ten Taigs!" I said again.
The ol' Pastor corrected me, "Catholics, son. Catholics."
I thumped my Bible on my thigh and walked away. "No way," I said. "No way, José!"
Ma chased me out of church. "Don't be like that, Will" she shouted.
I looked back in anger. It's funny, I can still see that moment. She was small, frail under the cross?the gold cross hanging over the church door. If she'd only known her own wee son was imagining her martyr carcass nailed up there. The Crucifixion of St. Ma, Jesus H. Christ, forgive us our trespasses.
"You should have told me the catch!" I yelled at her. And I stomped home the long way through our estate, by myself, in the pissing dusk. It was always pissing down on me?and that isn't just me projecting my mood onto recollections of the weather.
I mean, I was so gutted at losing out on that trip. And yet, thinking about it objectively, or as objectively as any individual can get, what did the loss of the American Dream mean to me then? A lot and not a lot of nonsense.
I would never see the Hollywood sign on that hill.
I would never be driven or drive in a pink Cadillac.
I would never gorge on burgers.
I would never see a Van Halen concert.
I would never see naked sorority girls' tits and arses and beavers like in that movie Porky's.
I would never be given an American Football helmet as a souvenir of my trip.
Worst of all, I would not be able to boast I'd done or got any of these things to my schoolmates at Belvoir High when I came back.
All thanks to them ten faceless Taigs!
Excerpted from The Rainbow Singer by Simon Kerr. Copyright © 2002 by Simon Kerr. Excerpted by permission. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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