The poisonous nature of Catholicism seems to have created a particularly toxic mix in it's efforts to subsume the native Irish culture.
Catholicism and Subservience, cause when they met, it was murder
About 25 years ago, I was helping my Aunt out with a charity collection in front of a village church in the west. The Parish Priest comes storming out, face blazing, shouting at us about who gave us permission to set up the table in front of his church. In fact, the charity had permission in writing.
My Aunt was apologetic and subservient, I stood and watched this unfold. The priest seemed to revel in it, his face got redder as he continued to splutter his nonsense at us.
Eventually, I'd had enough. I was a teenager and had always had this respect for priests, you know, putting them in the same category as doctors and teachers and policemen as 'people you should respect'. I spoke up; 'Father, we're trying to do a collection here, for charity, and if you don't know that then you don't know your own religion'
'How dare you!' - And with his face blazing, he turned and marched off. (He has my gratitude for starting me on the path to Atheism)
Even now, I see it in the older generation; this weird class gap between 'priests, farmers and doctors' - the untouchables - and the rest of us. If it's like that now, imagine the power and control that brothers, priests and nuns were able to take advantage of, unquestioned, back in the 1950s and 60s.
I am almost thankful when I see the cockiness of the current generation of Irish teenagers.