Of course, it wouldn't be the Daily Record if they weren't bending the truth to their own ends. According to them, the republicans are calling on Alex Salmond to get rid of the Queen. Anybody with any brains knows that Salmond won't be in a position to do this if we vote YES. A constitution will need to be drawn up and a huge change like getting rid of the monarchy would involve a lot of legal wrangling and probably a separate referendum. Like everyone in the 'NO' camp, however, all the Daily Record can do is lie and try to paint Salmond as some kind of would-be dictator. Pathetic, really.
Sticking with Scottish independence, the clown Wullie WontHe is back on McMurdo's blog, copying and pasting as usual. This time he's on about the 'mass support' for union with England back in the 17th Century. All he can quote, however, is one character, who was involved in the Gowrie conspiracy and comes across as completely untrustworthy. The question has to be asked: if there was such widespread support for the Union in Scotland then why did Daniel Defoe have to go about bribing folk? And Defoe's own accounts show that the move was extremely unpopular among ordinary people, who at that time had no say in the matter.
He then goes on, or rather, whoever he's cut and pasted goes on, about the Scottish Enlightenment. It's true that most of these gentlemen spoke of Scotland as 'North Britain' but how many Englishmen spoke of 'South Britain'? I always feel a bit sorry for these men of the Enlightenment, totally deluded as they were about what the Union actually meant. What was it Nelson said, "ENGLAND expects...", not Britain! It doesn't matter how many Scotsmen you dredge up to support the idea of 'Britain' the fact is that England, the dominant partner, saw things quite differently. As Glen Daly used to say to his audience, "Is there anybody here from England? Welcome to Britain!"
I see Vincent Lunny has decided to go on to pastures new. Strangely, I was surprised to hear from him at all. I'd have thought he'd be over in Brazil, stalking Neil Lennon like he's been doing for years now. Apparently he's going to practise law. That'll be hard considering how deaf he is!
It was good to see folk jumping to my defence on Amazon, especially since they presented coherent arguments in a literate and eloquent way. If this had been a book about Celtic and had been criticised by a Celtic supporter, who hadn't read it, I don't think the replies would have been so cogent. 'Get tae fuck ya fenian bastard!' would probably be the most polite comment!
Now this might sound a bit out-of-place but I think it's a point worth making. John Docherty has been found guilty of the murder of Elaine Doyle back in 1986. This character spent six years in the army, which means that he probably was able to march about with folk waving plastic flags in his face and calling him a 'hero'. Surely this should be a lesson to our media that being in the armed forces doesn't automatically make you a hero. To qualify as a hero you usually need to do something heroic and it's about time this was remembered.
Finally, a big furore over a Tweet by somebody among the Bisto support. It purports to be from the Sons of Struth and says, "Has anyone noticed how many of those supporting the board come from an era that had problems with stairs at Ibrox?" Of course, they're all denying responsibility but it shows how low The Peeppul can get, even when speaking of their own!
BUY THE HISTORY
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THE BLUE DOO (With apologies to Jimmy Copeland)
There was wunst a wee doo,
An' this wee doo was blue,
It had got itsel' right in a mess.
Now it might be that you
Never heard of this doo,
Well ah'll tell ye for you'd never guess.
The doo's team had died
An' the blue doo had cried,
Cos his club it had gone tae the wa'
When alang came a man,
Wi' big Yorkshire hands,
Who said the club's no deid at aw.
The doo was ecstatic
Cos Green was emphatic
That things wid aw be okay.
There were cheap season tickets,
An' free tea an' biscuits,
An' naeb'dy was walkin' away.
The Big Lie was swallowed
An' the doo follow-followed,
Frae the Borders right tae up tae the North,
But as time it went on,
Green's big Yorkshire hauns
Took The Peeppul for aw they were worth.
The boardroom kerfuffles
Made the doo's feathers ruffle
There seemed tae be naeb'dy tae trust.
The money was gone
An' if nothin' was done
The new club was gonny go bust.
Abusive tweets
An' pishy bedsheets
Were not going to change anything.
But then came a guy,
Who was rich and fly,
An' went by the name of Dave King.
A judge called him a liar
An' pit fuel tae the fire
By callin' him 'shameless an' glib'.
But the Union of Fans
Played intae his hands,
Cos they liked the cut-y his jib.
The doo was confused
An' he felt ill-used,
He didnae know what way tae turn.
Everywhere he looked,
There was nothin' but crooks
An' the doo knew that he would get burned.
The doo'd hud enough
Of aw-y this stuff
It gave him a pain in his heid.
The doo said, "Aw fuckit!
This team's kicked the bucket -
Ah'll go 'n' s'pport Celtic insteed!"
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