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Normalising Contempt

Theresa May's Government is once more sucking up to the bigots of the "Democratic Unionist Party".  There will be a third attempt to pass the meaningless "Meaningful Vote" to get her Withdrawal Agreement over the line.

Despite (or rather because of) Chancellor Phillip Hammond's denial everybody knows there will be another bung to keep the DUP onside.  They will demand (and get) a seat at the table to negotiate the post-brexit trade deal with the EU.

A seat that has already been denied to the Scottish Government.

No-one in Scotland (or the EU for that matter) can have any faith in the bona fides of British negotiators and their government.

Devoid of any principle other than clinging on to government at (literally) any price. A byword for dishonesty and bad faith. Liars, Cheats, Thieves and self-promoters every one. That's the government.  It's hard to say anything good about the "opposition" either.

Without a compliant media and a lamentably poor State Broadcaster to provide a fig leaf for their bullshit, Westminster would be naked indeed.

The laughable pantomime that is a "Vote Leave" march from Sunderland to London in order to make Nigel Farage another few bob at the expense of his more feeble-minded followers proceeds apace.  Without Nigel of course.

Nigel is too busy pimping his way round all the right-wing EU leaders in his address book in order to get them to veto an extension to Article 50.   How ironic if he could use the power of the EU which he has always decried in order to force the hard Brexit he has always wanted.

As for Scotland's own MPs...

The majority of our MPs (the SNP ones) are generally silenced, howled down and ignored (if they're lucky).   The rest? The 13 Tory chancers see only an opportunity to enrich themselves and suck up to their masters at every opportunity.

Ross "Tadger" Thomson and Douglas "Referee" Ross are probably the two most contemptible specimens, but it's a crowded field.

The Labour and Lib Dem MPs are not worth commenting on.

The Scottish Secretary David Mundell still keeps his job even though he abstained against a three line whip by the government to vote down its own amendment. For any person with a shred of honour this would be a resigining matter (before they were sacked).

The fact of the matter is, as far as the government of Theresa May is concerned, the other 12 Tory MPs from Scotland are even more shite than David Mundell.  A distinction, however dubious, so he keeps his job.

And what is the purpose of venting our spleen in this way?

It's important that we normalise the contempt that we hold for Westminster and its attempts to ride rough-shod over the democratically expressed views of our people and our democratic institutions.

They are nothing without us.  It is often said that in Scotland the people (not Parliament) are sovereign.  Endless repetition of this formula does not make it any less true.

Theresa May's government holds the people of Scotland in contempt.  Let's not allow them to forget the feeling is mutual.







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