The clock hands move unstoppably. It’s almost four months since the revolution, the revolution that saw Scotland turn, for the most part, to yellow. SNP yellow. The euphoria that we mostly all felt, was real as was our pridel. We had broken the mould that was Labour domination. We had effected change, which was not a possibility for the people of the rest of the UK. The potential was endless and it still is. Independence, the real prize, was being spoken about with conviction and the realisation that at last, a major opportunity and real chance of permanent change was in sight. Oh those heady days.
Since then we’ve had the opening of Parliament attended by Queenie. No pomp and ceremony, more real, more modern and more accessible. Every time I drive past the Scottish parliament, and that’s pretty often, I marvel at just how accessible it is. This contrasts incredibly to the times I’ve walked or been driven past (in a bus or taxi) the mother of all Parliaments in Westminster. It’s threatening, bristling with armed police, huge barriers, helicopter flyovers and ever present demonstrations. It’s a grim place, which amplifies fear and danger. Downing Street is the same.
In Edinburgh of course it’s different. Sure there are the concrete barriers but the tourists sit on these tastefully designed deterrents and have their lunch on them. There is a police presence also. Most times it’s an older policeman modelled on PC Murdoch. Again, most times he’s in conversation with tourists rather than looking for problems. There have been occasions when I’ve passed that there have been a couple of policemen with shooty guns, but generally the parliament security is just not intrusive, rather it’s low visibility and appropriate. We don’t have designs on world domination. No one need fear us. Just don’t cross us though eh?
The world has altered during the past few months. The financial crisis won’t go away (with UK debts standing at more then £4 Trillion it’s likely to be a problem for some considerable time). The Euro zone problems aren’t going to go away either. The Megrahi fiasco has raised it’s head again after a member of the Westminster Government decided it was a slow day for news. Then there’s the perpetual joy of Labour/Tories/LibDems saying that we rely on hand outs from Westminster, our economy is too small for us to stand on our own feet or our public sector is bloated and out of control. Same old, same old. Some truth perhaps but joined together by large segments of less than truths.
This silly season has now ended and it’s time to get down to the nitty gritty. So, Eck and Wee Nippy, PLEASE can we start to hear about the exciting progress that is planned for us? PLEASE can we hear about the plans for increased powers and how they will be used to make our country and economy stronger, more vibrant and innovative? PLEASE can we see a new kind of politics, which is Scottish, does not rely on party whips and demonstrates a respect for the Scottish people?
Oh yes one last thing. For goodness sake Alec get the trams sorted out. Stop money being thrown at this shambles, which makes us all look silly. PLEASE?