Sleazy subterfuge, dasdardly deceipt and bullying and blackmail will accompany London’s last hurrah, as it stoops to the methods of the guttersnipe in an attempt to head off that civic nationalism that will still culminate in an independent Scotland.
Therefore, even if harkening back to the bygone days of yore, might seem like some sort of misplaced nostalgia for a non-existent time before the Act of Union, it is important that we remember how that union came about and in doing so reaffirm that Scotland not only was, but still is a very different place from xenophobic Brexit Britain.
It is all about identity and those who still identify with the union in Scotland would do well to read the lyrics and listen to the song above. It might be enough! After all, the bribe of a better off future together is nothing but a pathetic platitude from the very people who have kept the Scottish people in their place since 1707 and, even if the British establishment is willing to grease certain palms, it is not going to be those of the deluded union flag wavers, who misguidedly identify with a horde of hoooray Henrys and a motley crew of hangers on, who really don’t give a monkey’s about them.