Starting pistol fired, the march to a second plebiscite on Scotland’s future has begun.
Scheduled to take place probably late in 2018, England’s association with the European Union ended in death by hubris, Gibraltar tossed to Fate, old and new Empire loyalists will know what they have gotten in return for mass hysteria, xenophobia, and believing every word they read in the amoral Daily Mail.
Painfully, moronically May repeats endlessly, “Now is not the time! Now is not the time!” as if there is a right time. 2018 is not now. A Glaswegian replies, “Yer a wee bi’ previous, hen”. To nobody’s surprise May treats Scotland with contempt.
I repeat – repetition is all the rage
The ghastly ‘Brexit means Brexit’ remains Number One mantra shouted by the hard of thinking at the hard of hearing. Mindless slogan follows mindless ungrammatical utterance with garbled syntax: ‘Better Together’, ‘Stronger in the UK’, “There’s no oil left”, brazen lies spoken by England for England.
By ironic coincidence slogan (clan Logan) is derived from the Scots, a war cry. Slogans uttered by England’s queasy quislings are flaccid. There’s no narrative, no impressionistic reverberation, just sleep inducing patterns.
Designed to stimulate an emotion but not cogent thought, you make your own personal interpretation, your intellect treated like an iPhone gathering fashionable apps.
Westminster propaganda is loaded and fired like a Winchester rifle, a weapon improved over the original Henry rifle by two Englishmen from Norfolk, Mr Smith and Mr Wesson. “That damned Yankee rifle they load on Sunday and fire all week!” Plainly that’s the action opponents of Scotland’s progress intend to emulate. They load the slogans on Sunday and fire them all twenty-four hours a day.
To the unwary, and to empty skulls, repeated lies can have an adverse effect on the perception of truth.
Like an authoritarian parent who tells their child what to think, “You’re not hungry!” rather than letting it think for itself, the Right-wing of England’s power keeps berating Scotland as if a child that refuses to eat its greens. In fact, skirt wearers refusing their vegetables is a repeated joke we hear most days of the week.
Unionists will wipe the slate clean to chalk the same crapology upon on it. We’ve no excuse taken by surprise. Be prepared. The weapon to out-shoot a Repeater rifle is a Gatling Gun. Use it without remorse.
Here are the expected attacks on Scotland’s integrity and our intelligence.
Red Brown and grey all over
Gordon Brown will appear yet again to ‘ask’ the UK government for more powers for Scotland, as if somehow that’s what he always wanted when Prime Minister. He could have given Scotland the lot but resolutely did nothing. A soon as he speaks Theresa May and her cabinet try hard to stifle their laughter. He will say the powers he requests will make Scotland the biggest, widest, deepest devolved power in the entire galaxy. What he won’t say is, they can be removed overnight in a House of Common’s sitting by seven Tories, (two fast asleep) and six bitter Labour MPs whose careers amount to nothing more than a baggy suit and a baggier face. Without much enthusiasm the press will report his oesophagus croaking dutifully. His self-elected role as town crier marks the umpteenth time he has intervened to call for the ‘final, final, final solution’.
Scotland is too poor
GERS – Government Expenditure and Revenue Scotland – is a con trick. It was designed as a con trick. They are long discredited imagined figures waved under our noses like a wobbly sausage as evidence Scotland is a basket case. The contradiction won’t occur to liars and dissemblers that 300 years of Westminster rule must have placed it in that perilous state. In reality, any number of eminent economists, Nobel winners among them, state GERS is a bag of slippery eels. Scotland is economically wealthy more so than England with its £1.7 trillion debt. Our oil revenues are a bonus, even a pound a barrel. We would begin reinstatement of nationhood without a penny debt. Colonialists will counter that we can’t use the pound, but denied toilet paper, we might have to. The depiction of Scotland as a permanent mendicant is a load of cannonballs.
Independence chatter is divisive
That gripe will come in two forms (a) no one wants another referendum, and (b) it’s tearing families apart, James Dean fashion. Both gross exaggerations are presented in the collective: a lot, many, most, a majority of voters, or the tourist generalisation, Scots everywhere. The reverse is the truth. Recent polls show that a good majority feel the Scottish Parliament the only institution to decide on referenda and should decide as it thinks fit. Voters expect their parliament to take decisions, or its an impotent talking shop. All political debates, especially the radical kind, are argumentative by nature. People should expect their sensibilities to be outraged. If you think discussing our constitution divisive you ain’t seen nothing yet! When it’s all over and self-governance won we will bang heads passionately absorbed in forming an exciting new society.
Scotland will be open to terrorism
Scotland has never been a terrorist target. Only Fred the Shredder of bank savings was ever a target. Our politics are diametrically opposed to London’s. Radicals the world over detest the British state, meaning England, not the Scottish mainland. There’s no sense attacking a country that makes clear it does not want to attack other countries. Look what happened to two local extremists who ran their burning SUV into a side window of Glasgow airport some years back. The driver got beaten up whilst still in flames, thumped stupid by an angry young man. We have plenty of angry young men where he came from.
What currency will we use?
The pound sterling – after Brexit the UK Treasury needs all the friends it can get to dump a measure of its vast debts. Then again, we might choose not to use it. “You’re not getting sterling” is a threat fast losing … currency. We might create our own from the start, as we did the first paper pound note. We can name it the Bawbee, the Saltire, the Salmond, or the Scotfree. And to those shouting “We want answers!” hit them hard with the 650 pages of the White Paper, the dorks.
Why trade rule from London for rule from Brussels?
That question presupposes London rule is as bad as many English think Brussels’ rule. To answer directly, it’s fairer, it carries huge benefits, financial, cultural, and in trade. We get to walk around Europe unmolested by bureaucracy. It’s our choice made by free will and not a Tory government foisted on us decade after decade. Indeed, we don’t need to use the Euro. The claim that the Euro is obligatory is repeated ad nauseam, even after showing proof other EU countries have dispensed with it. British nationalists hate to acknowledge the obvious. They’ll explore every avenue until only common sense is left.
Spain will veto Scotland’s re-entry to the EU
This was shot to pieces months ago by Spanish politicians and EU officials. To Unionist’s dismay, the EU has stated it will not block Spain’s approaches to appropriate Gibraltar now that the British Government has thrown it and its 30,000 inhabitants to el perros. Spain was never worried by Catalonia’s pitch for autonomy. That province is not a country. Spain wants Gibraltar. Now it can make its move. The problem is all rUK’s.
There’s no oil left
Another new deposit has been discovered bigger than Greenland. Whitehall has found it impossible to keep the lid shut tight on its existence. By oil field engineer’s own estimates there are billions of barrels for decades to come. Somehow Norway keeps raising millions in revenues a month while our rigs next door plan to become offshore amusement parks for kids, or novelty high-end restaurants, an hour’s luxury boat trip from Trumps golf course.
So, no surprises in Brit nationalist tactics. Ammunition spent on the first referendum, they ram sticks and stones down the barrel of their repeater rifle for the next.
We can argue anything could happen between now and the autumn of 2018 to deflect politician momentum. Well, it can happen to the other side just as easily, before a second referendum is due to coincide with Westminster’s hope of getting all they had but without paying for it. And something surely will happen.
A war, a small one, mind, is a good way of uniting people under one flag and delaying Scotland’s democratic progress another decade. That could happen, it’s easy to arrange. Best guess; a gunboat sent to Gibraltar to save it from hordes of Spanish and Brit expats.
You can laugh – as many did about Trump becoming president – but dullard May could resign to give way to smarmy Nigel Farage as Prime Minister, he having switched from his shambles of a BNP-EDF pretendy party to the loaded dice side, appointing himself Ambassador to the USA, and permanent guest on BBC’s creaking Have I Got Stereotypes For You.
Heavens above, at the instigation of MI5, Special Branch could release a fake document and attendant story to the press about Nicola Surgeon’s private life as a Russian double agent and femme fatal.
The middle-class might revolt on hearing the price of polenta has quadrupled since the UK left the EU. Devastating summer floods caused by climate change storms could wipe out most of Somerset and Perth, supplies of cider and wellies crashing to a critical all-time low. The grinning prime minister of the English Isles, as Britain will assuredly be rechristened, will call for unity, plus his pipe and his pint of warm beer.
Who knows what might happen?
Whatever does happen you can be sure a Tory will have a hand in it.
Remember, they have nothing to say, only to repeat.