My feelings about this whole referendum thing are purely that: feelings. Since I have no actual dog in this fight, my brain has not retained much in the way of economic arguments for or against Scottish Independence. I started off feeling vaguely that that would be a shame, and then over time I realised that if I had the option of seceding from the UK government, I’d be off like a shot. The strangest part of the whole business, as far as I can tell, is how desperately pathetic the three party leaders appear, especially on today’s dash to Scotland to plead for the union. It looks suspiciously as though they are deliberately trying to lose it.
There’s a prize for the person who identifies the source of today’s post title.
I could claim that prize right now.
You knows it, baby.
It’s from Where The Wild Things Are, innit.
Such a truly awesome piece of literature.
Great book. Great film with a great soundtrack 🙂
And it was still hot.
save yourselves, Scotland. It’s too late for us, but save yourselves.