...And in Glasgow they collected food for the Foodbanks, because Scotland has now been put on the back burner while the Tories lose people to UKIP and send people to war yet again, in the mess that they left Iraq. This is clearly much more important to them that Scotland is.
Niko will say... you lost, give it up. 55% of Scotland wants to be British.
I say, OK, we will do that, when the Public School Boys start to comply with what they promised in the last days of the campaign when they were sure they were going to lose... and what swung it for all the people who really wanted devo max anyway.
OK, that's not me (I don't want to be at war right now), but I accept that it's what overall Scots wanted.
They did right at the beginning before Cameron ruled it out. (He has form on this... you can have a referendum on voting systems but you can't have the one you all want on the ballot paper; you can have a referendum on Scotland's future but you can;t have the option most of you want.)
And they did when the party leaders promised something like it ... no sorry "vowed" it... and when Gordon touched down briefly in Scotland, between 5 star hotels, and promised that he would guarantee devo max... as near federalism as you can get in a state where one country comprises 85% of the population.
As soon as Gordon starts guaranteeing this, and the government starts delivering it, we'll stop hounding them to do it. Simple.
And no. It won't do to say that we will have to wait because the country is at war. It seems to me that most ministers are not involved in this war (more's the pity). They can get their pretty little heads around the problem.
The next deadline approaches, Cameron. You missed the first one. Don't do it again.
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Yes, we know no one in Westminster gives a flying one that people are starving. They'd much rather be off killing Johnny Foreigner, while supplying arms to the enemy's backers. But in Scotland we do actually care. Let's support people who are being starved to death by Westminster's policies.
Oh and Edinburgh does food banks too...
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I thought it was worth reproducing this piece from the Guardian (without permission of its author, Kevin McKenna, but with a suitable link).
The Guardian used to be a Labour paper. Lord knows what the Torygraph is saying about Labour now.
Jim Murphy’s “scary monsters” tour of 100 towns during the
independence referendum campaign encapsulated many of the reasons why the
Labour party is all but finished in Scotland. Murphy, a man who has pocketed a
small fortune in legitimately claimed expenses from Westminster in his 15 years
there, would have had us all believe that his Herculean task of completing the
tour in 100 days was all about saving the union. And indeed his narrative, like
that of Alistair Darling, was all about how small, vulnerable and cowering
Scotland is and why a curfew must eternally be imposed upon it.
But let’s be honest with each other here. This wasn’t really
about his new-found enthusiasm for the union. It was, instead, a three-month
job interview for the post of leader of the Labour party in Scotland. As Murphy
began to embark on his bizarre urban peregrination around the country it began
to dawn on several young Labour MSPs why, in the previous several weeks, they
had been solicited to have cosy lunches with some of Murphy’s acolytes in a few
of Glasgow’s more chichi restaurants.
The most troubling question that may be asked about Murphy’s
tour is this one: you’ve been a Labour MP for 15 years, Jim, so why didn’t you
ever get up off your arse during that time to conduct a tour of 100 towns to
highlight urban deprivation and social inequality? You waited far too long to
show you cared about anything beyond your career and, when you finally did, you
chose the wrong subject to get all passionate about: the British state.
The same can be said about Labour in Scotland and could
probably pass as its epitaph. Because, if something very drastic and very
radical doesn’t happen to the party in this country soon, then it is
effectively finished as a serious political entity and will become a party of
the undead. It will be condemned to spend the next two generations in the same
twilight zone as that occupied by the old British Liberal party throughout the
20th century.
Those Scottish nationalists experiencing problems in
accepting the independence defeat are gleefully portrayed as stumbling through
the Kübler-Ross five stages of grief model. Some grief. Seven years ago, their
party remained in opposition in its own devolved parliament. Since then, it has
become the natural party of government in Scotland, having achieved an overall
majority of seats and having come closer to bringing the British establishment
to its knees than Hitler, Napoleon or Christine Keeler. Its membership
currently sits at around 70,000, almost three times what it was on 18
September. If Carlsberg made political defeats…
It is Scottish Labour’s party chiefs and its senior
strategists who need to acknowledge, and quickly, what has just happened to
them and to face reality. In four of their five most impenetrable redoubts,
their core voters rejected the most intense barrage of anti-independence
propaganda that any had ever encountered. They lost Glasgow and North
Lanarkshire, for heaven’s sake. For two years, every Scottish MSP and all the
Westminster ones that matter hectored Labour’s most loyal voters with wave upon
wave of attacks on Scottish independence: only Labour at Westminster can
deliver true social justice; there are too few of you adequately to foot the
annual care bill; your pensions are at risk. Yet still, almost 40% of their
supporters rejected these lines.
Gordon Brown was wheeled out at the last to entreat the
comrades to win one more for the Gipper while displaying a love for the NHS
largely invisible during his 13 years at Downing Street. They saw through him,
too, and left Labour’s King Lear to reflect that his greatest political
achievement was to play a cameo role in keeping David Cameron’s career alive.
Labour’s recently elevated aristocracy, Baron Reid of
Cardowan and a retinue headed by their lordships McConnell of Arran and
Robertson of Port Ellen also suffered to come down among those folk they once
knew and talked too of social justice and building communities. Margaret Curran
was the first to wake up to the nightmare when she declared that Labour must
reach out to its heartlands. There is no satellite navigation system
sophisticated enough to guide them to these long-forgotten places.
Already I hear some of them claiming that the lost 37% will
be back in due course to “kick the Tories out”. They are deluding themselves.
This time around, disaffected Labour people aren’t simply registering a protest
vote. They are actually joining the SNP in droves. Many of the 37% of their
voters who voted yes were initially disowned by their own party, or their existence
actually denied. Then they were hounded out of their constituencies and
demonised as nationalist stooges. They will not forgive such treatment easily.
Many others were sickened at watching their party acting as
swordbearers for the baleful forces of the Conservative party, big oil, big
business and the landed and undeserving rich during the referendum campaign.
The sight of Labour people singing and dancing with Conservatives at having
preserved the established order of things will not be erased soon.
Ed Miliband will require all of his 41 Scottish Labour MPs
to be returned if he is to have any hope of winning an overall majority at
Westminster next year. Yet how many of them would survive a backlash from among
the 1.6 million who voted yes and who have effectively renounced the Labour
faith?
In recent days, I’ve been rebuked by some chums in the
Labour party for deploying the term “careerist” to describe them. Leaving aside
Murphy and his 100-day job application and Baron Reid and Baron Foulkes of, ahem,
Cumnock and their exalted Labour lordships McConnell and Robertson, I’m willing
to concede that “careerist” doesn’t apply to all Labour stalwarts.
So here’s a challenge to the good and able Scottish Labour
MPs at Westminster such as Gregg McClymont, Tom Greatrex, Ian Murray and Anas
Sarwar. The party in Scotland, gentlemen, is on a life-support machine. How
many of you care enough about it to give up your Westminster careers and come
to its aid at Holyrood?