Monday, May 05, 2014

The geeks shall inherit the earth



A lazy (you might say) post and a straight lift from yesterday's Glasgow Herald. Not a paper I read regularly and one that I believe to be in something of a decline. I doubt that the slow demise in paper based press metrics will ever stop and this piece wont change that but it does, in simple language set out a decent case for a YES vote. What will it take to convince a frightened and baffled electorate, geeks who know better, the risk averse, the traditionalists, the don't really cares, the stalwarts and the Blue Noses? What would it take to convince me? I've placed it here so that come the day I can look back on this and think*....

"ON September 18, Scotland must decide whether to remain within the United Kingdom or become an independent country.

No-one should find the decision easy. There is nothing simple, clean, or clinical about ending a union that has endured for better than three centuries. Nevertheless, having considered the arguments, the Sunday Herald sincerely and emphatically believes that the best outcome is a vote for independence.

We state our opinion not in an attempt to persuade our readers. That would be presumptuous and arrogant. We are well aware that there is good reason to assume the vote will be close. However, we are determined, as the debate enters its final, feverish stages, when emotions will doubtless run high, to make our position clear.

We believe that now is the time to roll up our sleeves and put our backs into creating the kind of society in which all Scots have a stake. Independence, this newspaper asserts, will put us in charge of our destiny. That being the case, Scots will have no-one to blame for their failings, no-one to condemn for perceived wrongs. We will, for the first time in three centuries, be responsible for our decisions, for better or worse.

The proposition is this: We believe independence offers Scotland an historic opportunity to choose the kind of country that might allow its people to prosper. Decisions affecting our lives will be made on our doorstep, by the people who live here. By us. A vote for independence says that a small country is not helpless in a big, troubling world.

At the Sunday Herald we want a Scotland that cares about others, everywhere, as much as it cares about its own. We believe in a society that is altruistic and compassionate, that looks after everyone in need irrespective of their ability to pay. But we also want a society that is meritocratic, that rewards work and encourages entrepreneurialism. Above all, we want a progressive, fair society in which the gulf between haves and have nots is no longer unbridgeable.

Come independence, the sky may still be blue (well, possibly not in Scotland in September) and the grass green, but there is no magic wand. Scotland will not overnight be transformed into a land flowing with milk and honey. A referendum cannot immediately wash away the legacy of the past. September's vote is not a straight choice between that past and an already-formed future. What is offered is the chance to alter course, to travel roads less taken, to define a destiny.

As for that future, much remains unknowable. We cannot be certain the pound will be retained, that existing terms will be easily forthcoming, that the price of oil will be higher tomorrow than it is today, that pensions will dwindle or increase in value, that businesses big and small will stay or go. We can never know the future.

Few saw the financial crash coming. You never know what is - good or bad - around the corner. The best we can do is take informed and educated guesses and create a stable, well-structured society that is able to weather whatever is thrown in its direction. Scotland has that opportunity.

We therefore believe that a currency union is probable. Likewise we are confident that Scotland will be a member of the European Union. Moreover, we are sure that Scotland, through the talent of its people and its natural resources, can not only survive economically but can thrive, bringing lasting benefits for the common good. We view the referendum not as a choice between the status quo and an uncertain future, but as between a bankrupt, political structure and the chance to remake our society in a more equal, inclusive, open and just way.

That seems to us to be a more exciting, imaginative and inspiring proposition than the alternative proposed by the No campaign. That it has been remorselessly negative need not detain us here. Its leaders have told us constantly what we can't do, aren't able to do, must avoid doing at all costs. Scotland removed from the Union, they insist, will be a poorer, parochial, rather pathetic place, with no voice in the corridors of power.

These tactics have given the media much fat on which to chew. While polls have consistently shown there to be strong support for independence - albeit not enough yet for a majority - this has not been reflected in the press. Some newspapers are against independence, others merely unsympathetic to the notion. We do not believe this to be healthy. Scotland's media should reflect the diversity of opinion within the country. We believe that in a real democracy the public should have access to a wide range of views and opinions. The media should not speak with one voice.

Diversity of opinion is reflected within the Sunday Herald's staff. Some of our team support independence, some do not, and others are still considering the arguments. Some are unconvinced by the merits of supporting a Yes vote. Far from regarding this as a weakness, we welcome it. The Sunday Herald has always been a broad church. We consider the fact a strength which we will always protect.

Nevertheless, this newspaper's view is that independence is the right course for the country to take. Another auld song, 300 years in the singing, has come to its end. The stratagems of Better Together seem only to confirm that the United Kingdom has too little to say for itself, and too little to say to Scotland. We can manage matters better on our own account, and make a future for ourselves. The prize is a better country. It is, truly, as simple as that.

That the Sunday Herald has decided to lend its support to independence does not mean that its sister papers, the daily Herald and the Evening Times, will do likewise. That is a decision for their editors to make. Nor does our decision reflect the position of our owners, the Herald and Times group. Tim Blott, managing director of the Herald and Times group, says: "Our policy is to give individual editors the freedom to decide their own newspaper's position on this hugely important constitutional issue but our own official company stance will remain non-political and neutral in the independence debate."

Meanwhile, the Sunday Herald's advocacy of independence does not mean it will support unquestioningly the Scottish National Party or its allies. We have in the past published stories and views critical of both the SNP and the Yes campaign. We will continue to do so, and to break stories and report the news, whether or not it touches on our opinion. As a newspaper, we too are proud of our independence.

And we will continue to seek the views of Better Together to maintain balance in our news stories. Clearly we do not share the views of the No campaign but we respect their right to their opinion and believe that they are as passionate about Scotland's future as we are. This is not an argument which should be mired in personal hatred.

Scotland is an ancient nation and a modern society. We understand the past, as best we can, and guess at the future. But history is as nothing to the lives of the children being born now, this morning, in the cities, towns and villages of this country. On their behalf, we assert a claim to a better, more decent, more just future in which a country's governments will be ruled always by the decisions of its citizens.

Scots have never been afraid to astonish the world. A small country has made a habit of producing big thinkers. The Sunday Herald says that it is time to think big once again. And to think for ourselves."

*Apropos nothing: #Fargo "absolve us of any serious dip-shittery" best line of the week.

Sunday, May 04, 2014

Fife Coastal Past

The petrified remains of the Great Caledonian Forest reach down to the muddy northern shores of the Forth. Not many people know that. (Note petrified dug out canoes emerging from the silt and sand by the waterline).
Petrified remains: in petrified detail. 
Apart from inventing the text message, BT engineers also have devised a special code they've now launched. It works  by branding telephone poles with coded information and strange runes. The method allows those with the knowledge to navigate across the UK using only the sun's position in the sky, the pole number, an OS map and a copy of the Daily Telegraph crossword puzzle page.
Clumps of the rare and very tasty Forth Marsh Grass. This is used in Sunday lunches as a local delicacy and often served hot with  lumpy Bisto, spare ribs and great flowing spoonfuls of steamed cabbage. I am told that the digestive effects of this treat are "electric". Also available at all good BP Wild Bean Cafes  within a 10 mile radius of the M90 - subject to availability.
A long awaited shipment of Korean smart phones heads up to Grangemouth to be unloaded and distributed around the high streets, opium dens and old people's homes of Central Scotland. Previous shipments have been subject to U-Boat attacks in the English Channel; a situation that currently has a news blackout running, believed to be enforced by Apple and the English wing of the provisional BBC.

Saturday, May 03, 2014

Time travel of sorts

Time capsules about to be buried deep in the old cavity walls, shut off and all set to travel forwards in time for 200 years at least (assuming no earthquakes, serious fires or alternative building alterations).
A Christmas 2013 jiffy bag that traveled back to us and in time as redirected mail, arriving here 30th April, more than four months after we posted it. #creepy.

Friday, May 02, 2014

#creepy



Rob Brydon doing Jimmy Saville
a cat staring at you in an accusing way
baked beans boiling
air stewardess make up
Danny Alexander; it'll all come out out one day
journalist and columnist’s profile photos in the Guardian
crows ignoring you
drivers who don't wave “thank you” back
too serious folk musicians
people who put up their own home-made signs
seeing the word “roster” and thinking about Atomic Rooster
writing ideas down on yellow stickies
missing socks
zero bids on eBay
the backside of the cupboard under the sink
old violins in sale rooms
monkey faces
buses that say “out of service”
birds stuck in a chimney breast
Roy Keane
three spoonfuls of sugar in a cup of tea
people who come to meetings and say nothing
white Audis
breakfast TV couch presenters
huge biomedical databases
Caithness
  1.  Retweeted by 
    Late at night as you work on your computer your dog gently lays its head on your knee. But you don't have a dog,
  2. you put a foil tray into the microwave, switch it on but there are no sparks
  3. the power blips off and then comes on
  4. if your soul had a colour what colour would it be?
  5. if there ever was to be a murder near to where you live, who would the victim be?
  6. all the mail you've ever sent starts to return to you, unopened, a letter at a time every day

Thursday, May 01, 2014

A nation of drunkards


Unkind remarks about the demon drink: Maybe wee Eck's not far away from the awful truth and maybe we have a lot more in common with our Russian brethren than we might think. The awful, primal, clawing feeling that every so often we just need to reach out and grab some warm, glowing liquid in the hope that it will burn into our battered (deep fried) and frail, shared consciousness and somehow dull the sharp pains born in all our human weakness and the realisation that comes with that terrible knowledge, all power is of course tyranny but no respectable politician would ever admit it. That's the old black magic of the golden dawn of Irn-Bru and the democratic v the non-democratic processes being acted out in both the Ukraine and Bella Caledonia. Slanj and just get on and do it.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Restless Natives


Modern Graffiti: Here we have a sign put up over another sign to inform whoever (the great British public I presume) that they cant park somewhere because it's private. The trouble is that it's not private property at all and the sign itself is quite clearly trespassing on another sign's territory that probably belongs to Fife Council and not the person who is now obscuring their sign which should be marking the Coastal Path but it's now obscured by the new and unofficial sign. What we really need is a sign that clearly states "don't believe all that you read on signs" and another that says "we don't need anymore signs". Thank you.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Last night's GoT

"And whatever you do don't mention the rape incident at the funeral..."
I experienced a bit of a flashback last night, it was a feeling I got mid season during Lost a few years ago. That bit when the time slip thing happened and the characters moved all over the plotline in a very confusing way. Here we are again in Game of Thrones, normally an exciting and engaging watch, now in season 4 or something and I suddenly felt we were in the saggy middle, the soft muddle or the misplaced middle. Stranded. That  awkward point in a series where nothing is really quite happening, there's a bit of familiar repetition and you feel the writers are going a bit too far in padding out the excessive padding. Conversations take place, there's sex, violence and swearing, the slaves are freed up at last (again) and there's some odd sexual scene that's just too strange and there's other gratuitous or horrid behaviour...but it still doesn't work. Better next week? I hope so.