It’s taken me the better part of a week to get my head around the events of last Thursday. I’ve read a few post-mortem hot takes of the situation, but I’ve come away with just one hard fact – Scotland and England are travelling in different directions, and the chasm is vast.
I had a feeling Johnson would win his big majority by employing the same dishonesty he used in the EU referendum, so I’m not surprised or shocked. In fact, I’m calm. The cacophony of near-hopeless options – cancelling Brexit, a second referendum, the Norway option – have settled into a single clear note, the many narrow roads out of this disaster converged to just one. Independence. It’s the only way now.
You may think I’m callous or uncaring towards vulnerable people in the rest of the UK. I can assure you I’m not. As much as I want to protect them, I can’t. Scotland can’t, especially now that Johnson and Co are insisting we get back in our box.
To hell with that.
Our votes and voices may not be able to save everyone, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t save those we can. Despite the mitigation of the Scottish Government, there are vulnerable people in Scotland who need help. We can save them by cutting ourselves loose from the malignant forces in Westminster and nurturing the compassionate society that exists here in Scotland.
It’s not just the only thing we CAN do – it’s the one thing we MUST do.