Cat Boyd – writer and “internationalist” – gave us another horrifying example of this pitiful self-loathing attitude at the weekend when she posted to her Twitter page a short video featuring an ad by the Scotland Is Now campaign, a campaign designed to attract tourism and foreign investment to the country, with her own comment: “peak nationalism.” As small-minded, xenophobic, and potentially violent supporters of Brexit were marching through the streets of London trailing effigies of hanged politicians behind them, Boyd was doing her best to smear an effort to project Scotland...
Tartan Day in New York
Tartan Day, much like Paddy’s Day in the States, isn’t about Scotland. It is a saccharine projection of dim-witted American expectations of Scotland and half remembered traditions of the old country. More, than this: It is about whipping up sales in the international centre of the religion of capitalism. Tartan – or “plaid” as our Merican cousins prefer to call it – is about money; it’s about playing on the emotions of American’s who have been convinced their great granny came over from Brigadoon or, more likely, Balamory. Tartan Day is about giving them what they want.
Kezia Dugdale Sent Packing Following Corbyn Visit
Kezia Dugdale is in herself a perfect example of what is wrong with the Scottish Labour Party. Back in the day, when so many in Scotland voted for Tony Blair in the 1997 general election that delivered a Labour landslide, we didn’t know we were voting for “Blairism.” We were duped. Few could see that New Labour was nothing but a re-branding of Thatcherism. No one new he’d be the beast he’d become. We didn’t see the illegal wars, and the groundwork of austerity.
A Eulogy for the Late Scottish Labour
On 19 September 2014 Labour could claim victory, but in reality it was nothing of the sort. It was the victory of an unprecendented Westminster-driven political and media terror campaign, in which Scottish Labour showed itself to be the master’s factor.
They said the SNP would Crumble with a No Vote
Career suicide was the order of the day as the leadership job became less desirable than that of a horse rectum inspector. Thinking of which, it was nice to see the passing of Johann Lamont and Jim Murphy.