- Aug 1
- 6 min read

If you know me, I'm getting into my folklore and mythology of the British Isles. The term "British Isles" is not as controversial as I think it should be and agree it's quite inaccurate, I've been very open that it should be the Insular Northern European Islands, but i will also admit that it doesn't exactly roll off the tongue. The problem here is it does limit the area around Britain as somehow part of the large landmass that is England, Wales, Scotland and Cornwall(1).
So I bought a book with some of the Celtic myths and stories of the lands we often forget. There's a bit of Ireland, the posterboy everyone thinks of when they think of the Celts, a dash of wonderful Welsh, a spattering of sgionnel Scottish, and a corner of Cornwall.
But there's two lands we have forgotten haven't we? The Isle of Mann (Ellan Vannin) and Brittany (Breizh). Two great celtic worlds in the perifery of the discussion. And it's one of the stories of Ellan Vannin I want to talk about today.
Now, Mac Cuill is a god of the old world. Son of the Dagda, the gods that inhabited Ireland long ago, thousands of years ago, It's mythology, they exaggerate. Anyway, as the world changes and people begin to disbelieve in the gods of the land, their influence begins to wane. They stop being these great individuals of power, but are still beings to respect, many becoming the faerie folk, one called Lugh Lamfada becoming what we call a leprechaun now.
Why does this happen? The movement to Christianity of course. And Mac Cuill hates it.
This god becomes a bitter and resentful character, a being of spite and hate. It's said in the story(2) that his many rebirths, he slowly becomes lower and lower in the social standing because of this hate in his heart, that he finally becomes a thief. An individual that takes what he thinks he is owed and finds great joy in the harm that his actions do to others. He is an evil man.
But he gets caught!
Mac Cuill is thrown into a boat with no oars in iron cuffs with the key chucked into the sea with the instructions only to come back when he is truly repentant. The old god curses humanity, only saying that he is a thief and will never change.
I'm going to stop telling the story now, as I think you should read it yourself, its a great tale as well as the Isle of Mann getting its due. Main take away is complex, but as I worked it through my head, I think I see why it resonated with me. I read it and I couldn't help but see parallels between the decline of the gods and of empires.
I should point out, empire is not and should not be comparable to deification. But what is comparable is how those who had the privilege of being beneficiaries of a system struggle to adapt to the new ways of existing. Gods become small and spiteful, country folk become the past and are seen as threats to the progress of the future. The function of telling the story like that is to show that Christianity is the new thing that is both true and unifying like how the druids were the authority before. Around this time, druids and the spiritual leaders were no longer individuals of influence, slowly losing it to the likes of St Patrick and Columba, so it's a segue into a different worldview.
But why did I say Empire in the title if I'm talking about Christianity? I'm getting there!
Mac Cuill is a great stand in for an old social order that no one really believes in anymore. He is a being of power that is put to the sidelines and can no longer demand the same treatment as before. He is empire, he is Monarchy, he is Patriarchy. And just like when those systems are not valued, those who need them to justify their lifestyles or their worldviews, become resentful. How many times have you heard that traditional values are under threat, or that British values are being lost?
Its so much like Mac Cuill, and people who speak like that talk like Mac Cuill. The entitlement and the vitriol that comes out of the man is so relatable in today's political landscape. An indiviual who wants to regain his status but can't so makes it everyone else's problem. If you benefitted from a system of hierarchy where you were on top, you are going to mourn it. In Britain you can see that everywhere, with the rise of violence and racism against those who settle here from outside the island. Mac Cuill is a stand in for the destructive tendency for the old ways that are no longer applicable to the current world.
We have a worldview here in Britain that I would argue is very similar. And those in power want to hold onto that and not let go even though their damaging the very communities they claim to represent. Look at Reform, don't tell me that there's an image of Empire as this golden period that is both prosperous elegant, even though they would be in harms way equally as those they deem lesser(3).
So Mac Cuill can be seen as the bitter reminence of those who have nostalgia for the olden days. He was cast out into the sea for his crimes, should we do the same to those who commit crimes because of their bitterness?
No.
You see, in the end, Mac Cuill becomes human. He sheds his immortal body to embrace the finality of man. His god-kin mock him for it, but he is happier and loved by those on the Isle of Man afterwards, becoming it's patron saint. So what can we learn from this?
I would say that people can always change for the better, no matter their philosophy(4). This is a story of rehabilitation rather than punishment, and to reach that moment where a person is open to rehabilitation takes time. Our tiny, petty god is drifting around in the seas for years, reflecting on his past and what he had. He reaches a beach and is shown where the rest of the Danu underwater, eating the dead, claiming their lofty titles as gods through murder and fear. He is mortified(5), and finds out it is a dream, and is actually on the beach in cuffs again. He is humbled, repentant and spreads the message of the christian god(6). He sees people as themselves again and not as objects he can claim dominion over.
With this rehabilitation, could we not say that Mac Cuill is a hopeful tale where the damaging attitudes of empire can die so we can embrace a much more holistic and communal way with living with others? I would say so, as this is a character who not only gave up his bitterness, but became the figurehead of the Island of Man as Saint Maughold at the cost of not living forever. Should that not be where we need to go as a people?
The cynical around me would say that this can't happen. Britain is too deeply rooted in its colonial and imperialistic history, but what the story of the Island of the Ocean god teaches me is that people can move like water. It might take time, but it will happen. Hell, the amount of stories that are playing with this thought of challenging the status quo on history and its biases is breathtaking, and from England and Britain no less! We are not as sentimental on this history as we think we are.
But maybe thats hope. Maybe the truth is that we will just be a nation of theives filled with bitterness, with no way out of our own misery except the cold release of mutually assured destruction.
But screw that, that has never been the end of a story. Not a good one at least
(1) Oh yes, I'm one for the Cornish National Recognition.
(2) Story 8, Island of the Ocean God, page 155 of 'The Mammoth book of Celtic Myths and Legends' by Peter Berresford Ellis
(3) Right wing thought is counter productive, who would've thought?
(4) Philosophy here is the way people believe they should live.
(5) I cannot stress how much I am paraphrasing this story, read it please!
(6) This is a time where morality is linked to Christianity. I can't change this fact, it was a different time, though Peter Berresford Ellis has kept a more pagan attitude to the legends.
