Hold on to your kilts laddies! Today’s the day.

September 18.

Scotland votes today to decide their fate.  And boy howdy has it gotten interesting over there.  Totally down to the wire and I would say we can probably expect tension about the results.  Do the Scots do what we do here and complain (I was going to use a different word, but in the interest of my attempts to clean up my language, I shall refrain) about results of elections if it doesn’t go a certain way?

I guess we’ll find out soon.

I’m still solidly on the side of Independence for the Highlanders.  Even though I had a rather enlightening conversation with a patient a couple of weeks ago.  She’s, in her words, “a first-generation Scot” transplanted here to the good ol’ U. S. of A. and her thick brogue has held on for almost 60 years.  She was a definite NO vote as she then proceeded to harangue me for thinking with my heart and not my head.  She listed all of the reasons why the Scottish economy would tank without being propped up by England.  I was courteous and deferred to her status as being 1) my elder and 2) my patient.  Theoretically I shouldn’t have even been talking about Scotland as my job was to see if she could walk down the hallway, but who’s worried about technicalities at this point, eh?

Anyway, I didn’t want to point out how pathetic her argument sounded (basically the NO argument).  All it did for me was show me how much England has pulled the wool over the eyes of the Scots (no pun intended) and forced them to think they are dependent on the English for survival.  What she (and all of the NO supporters in the Unity Campaign) didn’t count on was the backlash felt from being almost scolded by David Cameron about all the “perks and bennies” they would lose by stepping away from their “partnership” with England, lopsided as it is.

I hope they do vote with their hearts today.  I hope the vote for independence wins and Scotland can get on with being Scotland.  There are enough bullies in this world.  England needs to just get a grip.


About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). #FindingMyVoice #ScienceMatters
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