The Unionist parties are getting together to issue a “declaration of intent” on extra powers for the Scottish Parliament in the event of a no vote. It’s a non-binding, non-specific, non-statement, because they can’t agree on what powers should be devolved. But what they can agree upon is that transferring extra powers is terribly complicated and requires loads of consultation, it needs to be considered in Commons committees and Lords debates. We will give you more, they say.
They have to think carefully about what UKIP and Tory voters elsewhere in the UK think – you know, those folk that the Unionist parties have been telling that the Scots are ungrateful subsidy junkies who are dependent upon their largesse and taxes. They’re hoping that these people whose votes they need in order to win the 2015 General Election won’t mind about loads of constitutional freebies being delivered to those Scots – the nation they’ve told their constituents is composed of evil English-haters.
Any proposals the Unionist parties put forward now will go the same way as the Calman Commission – gutted, filleted and delivered late like a rotten fish that cramps your stomach. And Scotland will have had its chips, but no supper of powers. How many years to ban airguns? How many more before we can ban Trident? Vote no for dependency, vote no to be a client. Vote no to be silenced. Vote no to be told what’s good for you. Westminster is sovereign, it will tell you what to do. Be fearful and obey.
Isn’t it odd, how the Unionist parties are suddenly falling over themselves to make non-binding non-specific promises of devo-jam. These things they offer they could have offered years ago. But they didn’t. They’ve spent the past few years asserting there was no demand, or it would be politically impossible, or that it would be more complicated and more difficult than building a working Large Hadron Collider out of Danny Alexander’s lego men. Couldn’t be because they’re crapping themselves about a Yes vote could it? They promise more powers, they promise to pay heed. But you must surrender the only thing you have that will make us pay you any attention – the dream of independence, the dream of self-determination. Vote no, and let’s have no more talk of doing things your own way. They will tell us what is good for us. It’s what is good for them.
So how much do you trust the Unionist parties? The referendum is not a choice between trusting in the Unionist parties or trusting in the SNP. It’s a choice between trusting the Unionist parties to decide what is best for Scotland, or trusting the people of Scotland. I know who’s been lying to me. I know who’s been patronising me. I know who’s been telling me that we are nothing. It’s not ordinary Scottish people.
Today the Scottish Government unveiled the provisional constitution of a new Scotland. It’s a road map to a final constitution, one that all of us will be involved in writing. Rules that we have made, not rules imposed upon us. We will be the monarchs of our own glens. The first line of the new constitution : In Scotland, the people are sovereign.
It’s the ordinary people of Scotland that a Yes vote will empower, with a written constitution that enshrines popular sovereignty. It’s not about Alicsammin. It’s about you. It’s about me. It’s about our families and friends and those we love. Scotland can be a state which is of the people, by the people, for the people – or it can be a province governed by the sovereignty of Westminster and subject to its grace.
Then look at Magrit the Stairheid Rammy Curran, Ian Ye Want a Doin’ Davidson, Danny Lego man Alexander, John Let’s Invade Iraq Reid. How much grace do you see? As much as a dinosaur with an inner ear infection dancing on broken stilts as it denies the knowledge of its impending extinction. They campaign in TV studios, in the pages of newspapers, behind the closed doors of boardrooms, bossing the bosses to boss us, telling us that we are nothings who have nothing.
So who do you trust? Trust yourself. Trust your family, trust your friends. Trust your children can have a better future. Trust the ordinary people of Scotland.
The Yes campaign doesn’t have a grassroots movement. The Yes campaign does not own us, we own it. The grassroots have grown up, grown out, grown beyond anyone’s control. It’s people of all parties and none. It’s a Scottish rain forest filled with diversity and life and laughter. The austerity axemen of Westminster get tangled in its vines, they trip over the undergrowth, bewildered, scared, lost in the forest of Scotland.
The Coed Celidon of the ancient poets has regrown, fresh growth springs all over the land. The time of lamentations is over Aneirin, the lost children of the Gododdin have found their way home to the forest. The mighty Scots Pine pines for them no more. Birds sing the new dawn in its branches, the bounty of the woodland brings life and hope. It is a place to dream, a plan to plan, a place to think of a bright future. Our green shoots reach to the skies, our roots stretch out from the Northern Isles to the Rhins of Galloway. The Great Caledonian Forest is alive again, its mighty trees nuture, and its canopy shelters the land. We are breathing. We are living. We are here. This is our place. This is our time. This is our rain forest.
Trust in home. Embrace the forest. Hug a Scottish tree. Vote Yes.
Meanwhile, in other news, the Dug has made a wee appearance in the latest edition of Yes Clydesdale’s Ayemag, shamelessly begging for a biscuit. The magazine is a great wee read, and is published every month. It’s well worth a look.