Oh boy! It’s like the last couple of months didn’t happen. Which shouldn’t be surprising given that the last three years have been like a grindingly self-indulgent director’s cut of Groundhog Day. Lot’s of stuff happening. But nothing changing.
For several weeks I have tried to avoid reading the news. I’ve picked up bits and pieces here and there. But I’ve actively shunned the detail. Returning to it over the last few days, I’m struggling to find anything that so much as hints at this lengthy hiatus. I pity the folk at The National who have to contrive something even mildly interesting with only the insipid gruel of political inertia to work with.
Nicola Sturgeon deserves some credit, I suppose. She has at least tried to give them something to work with. All those announcements about an impending announcement helped to fill the column inches. There must have been great relief when the endlessly heralded announcement actually arrived. Although, as it turns out, those journalists are still having to work hard to generate anything akin to excitement.
One of the reasons I stopped writing articles here – and why I disengaged from social media – is that I had nothing new to say. How could I? As nothing new was happening, there was nothing that I hadn’t already commented on repeatedly and at length. I don’t get bored. But I recognise that I could get boring. It seemed the only way to avoid this was to stop commenting altogether.
I do get angry, however. And disappointed. And frustrated. Which is another reason I felt I had to take a break. I was waking up angry every morning and going to bed angry every night, That’s not conducive to health. When anger is combined with powerlessness, the product is stress. I confess to being particularly susceptible to such stress. Not least because of the strength of my commitment to the cause of restoring Scotland’s rightful constitutional status. A commitment which is unequivocal and unconditional.
To all those who have contacted me during my self-imposed exile, I offer my grateful appreciation for your concern, and my sincere apologies for not responding. My purpose was, not to be discourteous, but to properly disengage. To respond would have been to engage; and would have defeated my purpose.
I’d love to say that I’ve been prompted to write again by some significant development. It would be great if I felt I had something new to say. But, reading Nicola Sturgeon’s recent statement purporting to set out a “plan” for taking the cause of independence forward, I found nothing that I had not commented on previously. Everything I might wish to say about this “plan” has already been said in articles such as the following –
- Brexit is NOT the problem!
- Preparing for a pillow fight
- All our eggs in one Brexit
- The deadly Section 30!
At a time when Scotland needs bold, decisive leadership, Nicola Sturgeon opts for cautious, vacillating political manoeuvres. If the SNP will only fight the fights it is assured of winning, who will fight the fights that need to be fought?
There is a point at which engaging with Westminster becomes indistinguishable from being just another cog in the British political machine. A point at which the effective political power which the SNP provides to Scotland’s independence cause becomes an end in itself. A point at which the means becomes more precious (to the party) than the end.
I’m still angry. But, these days, I’m angry at people I really don’t want to be angry with. Or, to put it another way, people who really shouldn’t be making me angry.
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