The Times They Are A-Changin’

As summer turns to autumn dear readers our thoughts turn to our online conference starting on Friday. Having read the agenda, I’m filled with optimism and excitement for this forward looking agenda leading us to a greener, fairer and more equal Scotland for all of us who live here.

Meanwhile in little Englandshire it’s all gone horribly Pete Tong.

Where to start? Now that’s an easy one. As catastrophe piles on catastrophe things aren’t looking good for the Non PM and his shady cabal of ministers. Apparently there’s to be a cabinet reshuffle. Good luck with that. From the fake Brexit soundbites where we held all the cards! Yes that was said on numerous occasions. We now see that vis a vis Brexit all the dis-United Kingdom is left holding in its shrivelled unionist claw is a busted flush.

There’s an old saying that you can put lipstick on a pig but it will still remain a porcine. A Tory cabinet however much it is reshuffled will still remain a brigade of serial incompetents, carefully selected as camouflage for the incompetence of a PM who has time and time again been proven to be a serial teller of untruths, work-shy and lackadaisical in every aspect of his attempted governance of the dis-United Kingdom.

The most recent in no particular order to join the Ministry Of Failures comprise Matt (crocodile tears) Hancock. Of all his errors, who knew that it would be a dangerous liaison that caused his downfall. Of course the non PM initially refused to sack him, but he was gone in the twinkling of a dastardly Dom eye only to be replace by Sajid (let’s ignore coronavirus safety measures ) Javid. If only the UK had a health policy and a leader that prioritised health rather than getting the drones back into the office to protect the rental income of their cronies. For the Tories it’s undoubtedly wealth before health. Scenes from the Tory Benches during the Afghanistan debate were conclusive proof that these self serving individuals have not a shred of common decency or concern for their fellow citizens. How long will it be before we have a super spreader outbreak. Pity the poor parliamentary staff who have to work in this environment.

Moving on we now arrive at Dominic (the sea was closed) Rabb. Not quite fiddling while Rome burned, but at a time when Afghanistan was descending into crisis and political turmoil where did we find this hard working Minister? And more importantly as the vital £20 uplift of Universal Credit is set to be scrapped plunging folks into poverty, how could he even conceive it was a good idea to holiday at a cost of thousands per night. There is much chattering as to who will replace him. From Liz (the cheese ) Truss whose strong point isn’t geography or trade for that matter to the very handy Glove puppet Gove who knows? Michael (disco diva) Gove is not currently failing in his brief assuming he ever had one but he was MIA for some time only to pop up unexpectedly at a rave night in an Aberdeen nightclub. In my youth I’ve attended many a nightclub but never in all my days did I ever behold such an unedifying spectacle.

All in all this small sample sounds more like characters in a Tarantino movie. Whilst the various Mr Men in Reservoir Dogs were a series of unsavoury and dangerous characters, luckily they were only a work of fiction. Sadly the cabal of incompetents at the heart of government are very real. We must ask ourselves how long can these serial incompetents continue to damage the fabric of society for their own nefarious ends.

Meanwhile things are no better in Scotland when it comes to the three Unionist amigo parties.

The SNP and Green Party have aligned to provide stable and forward looking government. To hear the three Branch office leaders talk you would think that this was a bad thing. The howls of outrage from the Unionists gladden my heart. Everything they stand for belongs in the past and they cannot conceive of Scotland as an Independent and successful country.

They long for a bygone age when Britannia terrorised the waves attacked weaker countries and subjected indigenous peoples to cruel and inhuman policies. The mainly pale stale and male Unionists are middle aged to elderly men who stubbornly refuse to move with the times. As my favourite musician so aptly put it “Your old road is rapidly ageing please get out of the new one if you can’t lend your hand for the times they are a-changin'”.

And indeed the times are changing and in Scotland for the better. On 18 September it will be seven long years since our first referendum when lies and fear prevented us achieving our status as an independent small country. In the ensuing years no one could have foreseen the trials and tribulations that our country has endured.Some like Brexit are not of our making. The UK government had no plan for this and like Dross at Holyrood last week, the Brexit chickens are well and truly coming home to roost. From shortages of food, medicines and staff for many vital sectors the list is endless. I eagerly await the time when Dross stands and provides just one benefit of Brexit benefit for Scotland. The vast majority of our citizens did not vote for this shambles. The global pandemic which had been foreseen for many years was not prepared for by governments worldwide. However once it was evident what was happening many countries took adequate measures to safeguard their citizens. Meanwhile in bad old Tory run Blighty it was contracts for cronies and a blatant disregard for the safety of the people.

As the seasons turn and time progresses we must remain optimistic that our futures will be brighter.

Hard rains already fell and soon it will sweep the chains of Unionism from our land. Together as individuals and collectively as a nation we have the ability to forge our own future.

The SNP and Green alliance will lead the charge and I’m sure that all progressive minded individuals will happily follow in their wake.

Liz Lowrey

The Times They Are A-Changin’, Bob Dylan