Regular readers know I take great pains to write informed and informative articles and essays, the latter as well researched as I have time to spare or can read my foxed notes of yesteryear. Empirical evidence is the best way to show one-and-one making two, which is to say, my ‘opinion’ is rarely baseless. I do my best to warn, and illustrate by example, the law of the perpetual colonial that demands we subordinate ourselves to the violence and deceit of the “principal architects” of Union policy and the doctrinal manipulation of the servants of their power.
As a creative writer of fact books, magazines articles and the like, and a lot of fiction for plays and screenplays based on fact, I am obliged to know and understand what motivates people. Knowing what comes next means observing human nature, assessing behaviour exhibited yesterday will surely manifest itself in a similar way tomorrow. This brings me to this week’s subject.
A jury for Salmond
Alex Salmond is a totemic figure in Scotland’s politics. He brought the nation to the brink of regaining liberty. He is due back in Edinburgh’s High Court soon for stage two of his case, his Hearing. If the case goes forward it will begin in earnest early next year.
The first question to ponder is where in Scotland will Salmond get a fair trial? One would have to be a hermit living off seaweed in a beached boat off Barra not to have heard of or read about Salmond’s ambitions for restoring Scotland’s nationhood. Every juror chosen will have an opinion on that score.
A jury is picked from an invited group of local citizens, names placed in a goldfish bowl so we can see how they are lifted out, and those named assume jury duty without cavil. Likely, prosecution council will want to know who has been, or is, a member of the SNP. Call it modern day McCarthyism.
A jury is expected to set aside all loyalties and prejudices to weigh the evidence for, against, or not proven. Judged by a group of your citizens, your peers, is a good system.
How can we be sure there is a balance of opinion on the panel?
What if a majority dislike Salmon and the thought of independence? How can we be sure a jury member is not a shill, or for that matter, one appear as a witness for the prosecution a paid agent of the British state? Salmond will need an Atticus Finch wielding a rapier. On the positive side, one or a few jurors will be admirers of Salmond. Hard not to think, as in Tommy Sheridan’s first case, individual jurists might be tempted not to let the rotten unionist press hang their hero.
Someone attending the case should keep a journal of events, it is history in the making.
The struggle for human rights is divisive
Nobody likes to give up their privileges or perks. Middle class Edinburgh voted No to liberty. Liberty is the freedom to choose. Edinburgh, home of our Parliament, and dozens of fat lawyers, voted against Scotland expressing free will by a majority expressing free will that violated human rights. We live with the dire consequences in an uneasy peace.
Salmond represented greater rights for Scotland. The press keep telling us he is a divisive politician, a Marmite man. Is it divisive for Scotland to keep what it earns, so that by due process, the elected administration can decide how it spends our taxes?
For the slow of learning, a sum could be set aside, used to help regions of England under flood water. Just a thought. That sort of sharing is called free will, voluntary, made with true representation, rather than Westminster’s version that steals chunks of Scotland’s taxes to spend on anything it likes such as wars. That is divisive.
The world is a pretty unfair place, littered with examples of acquisition by force. Salmond asked that we make a new accord with our acquisitive neighbour, an honest, fair and noble one, and that we do it by the ballot box.
Some argue the people are the movement not the SNP, which is true, but that is to miss the obvious – the doubters, the Jeremiahs and Jonas will have their prejudices reinforced by smear and association, convinced the people’s champion is a scumbag, therefore, the desired ideal is tarnished. The British state is counting on half of Scotland remaining union adherents believing whatever is placed before them.
We are faced by an intolerant, regressive, mercenary, one-sided union that sees England lose its senses and swing to the fascist far-right, its corrupt institutions and tax laws intact, its power elite toasting each other at how easy it was to deflect the electorate from institutional high crimes and misdemeanours.
The Tory party is not the only adversary Scotland faces. Labour’s Jeremy Corbyn joins the queue of colonials patronising Scotland with promises of broadband wealth, you can’t spend it on infrastructure, hospitals or education systems. Besides a smug smile, he was wearing a misguided gift from the child-youth charity ‘WhoCareScotland, the tartan scarf a modern weave entitled ‘Declaration Tartan‘, reminding us not him, of the Declaration of Arbroath. Irony is wasted on English colonials.
And what happens when Captain Corbyn in his train back to London passes across the Scottish border to England? Does he take off his tartan scarf and put on a pair of Morris dancing clogs?
The British state, MI5, GCHQ, the 77th Brigade – the latter recently ensconced in, and when discovered decamped from, an abandoned Fife factory, Fife, for god’s sake! – they know how to hold onto information until released for the greatest effect.
Whether you think the charges made against Salmond are right or concocted, they arrive timed to undermine the mass movement for self-governance, now consistently polling well over 50% of voters. Trashing hope must be brought to bear in profound ways.
Two woman made accusations of sexual crimes against Salmond, both encouraged to do so by two civil servants, one woman against her better judgement. (There is a decidedly odd additional charge of a fracas at Edinburgh Airport tagged onto the list of charges.) The British state won’t leave it at that. It has to layer the cake. The brief is, do what you think will achieve the necessary state of reality. Doubt must be supplanted by certainty if it is to cause despair and widen distance.
Supporters of a free Scotland should be prepared for a new allegation, one that reinforces there is merit in the original charge sheet, a new revelation proving Salmond a devious scoundrel worse than Back Door Boris, guilty before he enters a court. It will have to be along similar lines as the earlier charges, something sleazy, for Salmond isn’t a Tory politician who uses taxpayer expenses to pay for a personal duck sanctuary, or keeps offshore accounts to hide his money from the taxman.
So, why not throw in a new sex accusation, or an affair, or mix it up with exaggerated stories of SNP MPs or MEPs hanging around male toilets, bad boys looking for lost boys. Being pantomime season, let’s have an SNP MP caught dressing up as Widow Twanky walking inside a children’s ward holding a bag of sticky toffee, that corrupter of teeth.
There are so many imaginative things the creeps of colonialism can conjure up without a Harry Potter wand, or a bung from JK Rowling. The death of a child in a Scottish hospital is worth a ton of black propaganda to the opponents of Scotland’s progress, the one washed up on a Turkish beach is ignored. The harrowing image of that drowned child has not stopped British immigration repatriating women and children. Hypocrisy is the virtue of our times. How about a close pal of Salmond accepting a bag of money from Russians, or accepting a peerage despite knowing the SNP does not do that on principle?
You couldn’t make it up? I just did. It is that easy to destroy a man’s reputation. The reasoning here will surprise no one who has the slightest familiarity with history, or elementary understanding of the structure of British power.
It is not really Salmond’s image that is being destroyed, it is Scotland’s self-image.