News just in that the UK Government have taken the very unusual step of naming something big, new and shiny, that is being built at taxpayer’s expense, after a wee auld lady of unimaginable wealth born into unelected privilege and luxury whilst surrounded by sycophantic worship.
Wow! We never seen that one coming! It’s no’ like they’ve ever done it before. No, and we can rest assured, sleeping easy, that no politician, or member of a committee responsible for the naming of said big new shiny something, built at taxpayer’s expense, will at some point end up on either on one knee having a sword rattled off their shooder or leaning over a bit to let the wee auld dear reach up to pin a bit of silver with a fancy ribbon on their left tit. Naw, that will never happen.
Yes folks, as reported by the propaganda arm of the state, the governor of our North British province, wee Davey Mundell’s, “flagship’ multi-million pound new seven-storey hub in Edinburgh will be called Betty’s Building, just for a change!
Davey, in his role as Viceroy of Joy, is said to be absolutely delighted, ecstatic in his windy verbal emissions, asserting that the royal title is hugely fitting, as his hub will focus on wee Betty’s London government’s work in Scotland, oh and it might also help Davey’s chances of an early entry to the Lords if he prattles on like Nicholas Witchell on pints of lager tops and gin and Red Bull halfs long enough for everybody to hear how wonderfully wonderful it all is.
Taking a more serious tone for just a moment, like many others of an independence-mind when it comes to Scotland, I’m starting to get more than just a wee bit edgy about the purpose and intent of these hubs that are springing up (they are building one in Glesca as well) particularly as the aforementioned Secretary of State Against Scotland is also falling over himself to let us know that his hub will contain a dedicated cabinet room, the only one of its kind outside London, in which the government which usually govern Scotland from another country, can meet and do their business from.
I know they’ve listed the departments moving in, including the tax man, the Advocate General and the H&S Executive, but there could be, I wouldn’t be at all surprised to see, a move being made to limit the funding provision (of our own money) at Holyrood in favour of direct spending from London (of our own money)via this northern base, backed up by that huge red, white and blue publicity campaign (again that you are paying for) that we’ve been hearing about recently. After all they’ll know better about how money should be spent in your country than you do.
Maybe too this spanking new facility will be so state-of-the-art that wee Davey, when he finds that politically he has to make himself scarce, as he does now again when him or his colleagues at Westminster say something daft or announce a policy that would give a snowman a red neck (when it happen to Ruth Davidson she just hangs out in her tank for a week) can comfortably munch on his snack-beard from a meeting room onsite, whilst speaking by high definition video link to the bemused and bewildered people of the Republic of Kiribati in the central Pacific Ocean, telling them that nobody wants an independence referendum and that the vile separatists have a one track mind when it comes to vile separatism, without actually having to fly there business class.
We’ll save a fortune. The UK’s debt in Scotland, or as it’s otherwise known the GERs cloud of doom, will be slashed virtually overnight.
I think the growing numbers of Scots who are awakening their minds to the idea of their country becoming normal, like most other countries in the world, making all the major decisions which impact their nation, will see through any attempts at smoke and mirrors.
However the Westminster government are worth the watching. They’ve got centuries of form at this stuff. There’s an old imperial saying that goes something like this. ‘Why does the sun never set on the British Empire? Because you can’t trust them in the dark.” It’s not wrong. Beware.