Tuesday 15 September 2015

We lost, we won and then we went left.

Apart from opening this long overdue blog pot with WTF? All I can really tell you is that I have a very nice bottle of Macallan that has been forever tainted, so much so, I should have finished it all ready. That day waiting for the polls to close then the results to come in was quite possible one of the most exciting in my life althoug I was in Pretoria long periods of time were spent talking to friends via skype and then setting up on the sleeper couch in front of the couch with my obliging partner next to me. When the Clackmanacshire result came in. It seemed so signal what the Yesers had all feared, The Vow, that holy disgrace of a promise had worked. The Inverclyde vote was nail biting though essentially worthless as it was only a small part of the whole vote with little or no impact.

The internal grief, pain and anger has taken time to process, not least the scenes the accompanied the Unionist crowds in Glasgow on the following night of the referendum result.

As I put it to a Brazilian friend it's worse than being beaten 7-1 by Germany. However as Big Eck said "The dream will never die" and there is nothing quite like a team of smarmy lying Tories in government to bring that dream into reality.

Now here we are a year on and much has changed; most of Scotland recognise that they have been duped. Tories, Liberals and Labour all lied and have been rightly punished in response and the SNP stand as the representing party of Scotland, while to Tories actively rush any influence that they may try to assert in Westmonster and beyond. It's business as usual here in Scotland regardless of who we voted for, the great unheard voice, that leaves most of use believing that independence is inevitable.

Of course there are still the ignorant that bang on about oil and where would we be now? Or indeed the misogynist that fails to recognise just how canny a woman in power can be. 

What has changed in Rump UK? Northern Ireland is once again in turmoil, the English have against all odds found a true left wing voice to rally behind (though it's still hard to come to terms with the ignorance and heartlessness wielded by the average Tory voter) and Wales seems to bundle along regardless much like Scotland does. The main thing is though the Rump UK has found hope of it's own kind and of it's own making and from London no less.

The Tories continue to spin their vile propaganda and the Liberal voice has become invisible. Yes I miss the Liberals, Charles Kennedy most of all. Lets hope the night of the long sgian dubhs has left us scratched and not maimed. 

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