So long as we live in a world where the Scottish parliament’s former Presiding Officer, Tricia Marwick, insists that male politicians “wear a shirt AND tie,” we also live in a world where women are expected to dress in a certain way. Let me be clear, these are not my rules. I make a point of never dressing the way I am expected to dress. Other than the fact that I just don’t look good in black (it does nothing for my skin tone), the cassock, stock, and Roman collar are self-defeating in the twenty-first century; they look is far too authoritarian.
Throughout the independence campaign in Scotland we have seen numerous attempts to transform the Yes movement into yet another “radical left” popular cause, with self-proclaimed leftists trying to subvert and commandeer what is in essence a national project. Every opportunity they have had we have seen and read of them condemning the "flag-waving nationalism" of independentistas from every part of the Scottish political rainbow, and we have to put an end to this.
After a couple of hours catching up with maths students in the city Claire and I took a little jaunt on the Daniel Day to Dundrum. Last week she calls me with a story of woe from Charlestown. I’ve never been out to the shopping thingy at Charlestown. Shopping centres just don’t appeal to me. … Continue reading Everything is Going South
Doctor Who never interested me as a child. It still doesn’t. I was never a fan of science fiction, and I was certainly never a fan of BBC sci-fi. Back in the day, when my brothers and I were being minded by our Uncle Stephen, we were inflicted with Jim’ll Fix It, Top of the … Continue reading Tom Baker Chic Three Decades Late