We’re drawn into a culture in which a Protestant welfare clerk named Kenneth Norman McCallister chortles with glee when he secures a coveted membership in a Belfast golf club ahead of his boss — a Roman Catholic named Jerry who probably would never be allowed to join anyway.

It’s a culture in which Kenneth takes pleasure in humiliating those claimants who come to his counter and prove to be of the wrong religion. And even though he’s bored and resentful of a stifling home life, he shares the religious bigotry of his house-proud wife and their friends …

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