Were I given to reliance on the power of prayer, my heartfelt plea to the duty deity would be that they save us from the self-satisfied, self-regarding, self-righteous twaddle-mongers of the Scottish left. They carp and snipe and cavil and hector and generally devote themselves to hindering and impeding the SNP and then trip over one another to denounce the party’s ‘failures’.
The means to their proclaimed end is right in front of them, and all they do is sneer and spit and turn up their snooty noses. But some fluffy Corbunny catches their collective eye and they’re off, chasing after it like swooning prepubescent lassies mobbing the latest teen heart-throb to come off the media’s production line.
We need hard-headed, grown-up politics. We need solidarity and focus and discipline. Instead, we’ve got a bunch of professional complainers who will never be satisfied because their pathological aversion to effective political power will always trump their commitment to any principle or objective.
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