Looking back over the past weeks and gathering my thoughts about the referendum campaign, I try to marshal some of the feelings, reactions and thoughts that have created in me such a profound depression.
I guess the second “debate” was the principal catalyst for depression.
Oh, what a fifth rate war we had - two shouty men - and an audience with a cumulative IQ of 90. That really summed up everything for me.
Who won? Who cares?
On second thoughts, perhaps those of us who still are capable of impartial thought could salvage something from the aftermath of this public train wreck.
Do you really want to live in a country run by anything remotely connected to the glazed eye, dead cod on a slab, dressed in an appallingly bad taste check suit that is Alex Salmond; or the completely uninspiring retired assistant bank manager caught in the headlights that is Alastair Darling?
Do you want to be governed by the second rate Buggins’s turn talentless list MSPs, who inhabit Holyrood?
Are you content to live under the yoke of incompetence that gave you the Edinburgh trams for twice the price and half the distance?
Or perhaps you would prefer to dwell in a land where that excrescence called the Scottish Parliament was designed and built by an unqualified Spanish architect chosen by a panel of perfectly excellent people with no knowledge and limited taste?
Did you listen to the solutions proposed by our geniuses on stage during the debate, or the questions from the audience?
The former assumed that the route to full employment and nirvana lay in jobs paid for by the government! The latter appeared unable to formulate their prepaid questions properly –a woman from Glasgow who will forever be fighting the class war, together with the usual bigots who make up a typical BBC impartial audience.
Where did it all go wrong?
Go online and listen to George Galloway’s defence of the Union – probably the only passionate advocacy of the case against separation that you have heard.
Why? There should be many more – it’s not a hard cause to care about.
It’s not difficult to portray the benefits over the last 300 years to both Scotland and England.
Yet the best Better Together has managed has been a few uninspired slogans, several third rate posters, a campaign led by the equivalent of a statistician (the ones who make accountants seem exciting) and a group of politicians who have seemed, no, actually are, incapable of inspiring anyone.
They appear so out of touch with popular feeling that they probably congratulated themselves over the ridiculous ‘Patronising BT Woman ad. –and moved even more people to vote yes.
Is it too late?
Not if we clean the stables of incompetence in the NO Campaign and only allow those who have something positive to say about the Union to contribute.
Let us start again this week and try to do better – much better.