What If They Threw a Government and Nobody Came?

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The Yes Campaign is the first of the world’s post-crash movements to be genuinely popular and to actually have a chance of winning and gaining power. From the Occupy movement to the English riots of a few years ago there has been an inchoate sense of malcontentment, rage and sometimes hope. These upwellings were all doomed to failure, and our local flavour is far from having success guaranteed. I am not talking about the referendum, I am talking about the transformational nature of us taking control of ourselves. We are not divorcing from England, or the English – we are divorcing the government, we are divorcing the Establishment, the post-Thatcher accommodation – or rather that is what this national debate we have been having has become, this is what the people who have ran with the ball in this campaign have made it.

I have heard a lot recently about how much the Yes Campaign will be relying on Labour voters to deliver success. I agree that this group’s support is vital, but a more important group is the ‘missing million’ – those marginalised, often economically and socially, who don’t vote, who don’t go out of their way to make sure they are registered to vote, who pay no attention at all to politics, and who don’t bother to actually vote even when a poll card appears without any effort from themselves magically on their doormat – and they live next door to the fucking Polling Station. These are often the poorest and most victimised of an austerity culture, and they have become the engine –the numerical and philosophical basis of the Yes Campaign. In event of a Yes vote, this must not be forgotten in post-referendum political horse-trading and in particular the constitutional arrangement of our new country.

It gave me a shiver to write those last three words. We can and must do this.

Nobody Move…

The money markets are breathing heavily down the neck of the UK government at the moment. When they said at the beginning of the year that rUK would accept the whole of the UK debt in the worst case, it was because they had to calm down the markets who were extremely worried at the categorical insistence that there would not be a currency union. That rashness is now coming home to shite on their doorstep in the light of the increasing probability that we might just do it and vote Yes.

Best possible scenario – that the markets force the UK government to shuffle their feet and accept a currency union in the event of a Yes vote. The markets certainly have the power – remember John Major’s rash promise to ignore the run on the pound in the 90s and the humiliating climb-down which resulted. If this happens, the one argument that No has is gone, and we have a walkover referendum.

At the moment, the UK government, and the other unionist parties who are in cahoots with the slash-and –burn strategy are like the sheriff in Blazing Saddles, putting a gun to their own head as a threat, and here it is….

 

 

Project Fear 2.0

cap502mBetter Together, hand in hand and tongue in mouth with the media, is going for a new tactic at this final stage of the campaign – Project Fear 2.0. This time it is not the currency or em… sorry, what other arguments did they have again? It is fear of physical assault. The narrative is that the Yes campaigners are at heart Brown-Shirts who love nothing better than a vicious street-fight after a night in the beer-kellar singing Tomorrow Belongs To Me. An egg is thrown at a politician? Why, such a thing has never happened in any election ever, apart from every fucking one. But these are Separatist eggs – take your fucking head off they would. If only we had those nice cybernats back – they could be nasty, with their arguments, and sarcasm and stuff, but at least they didn’t nail your fucking head to the floor.
This from The Independent today:

Today a senior source on the No campaign claimed that the nationalists’ aggressive tactics would frighten voters away from polling stations. “We are worried that there is going to be absolute carnage,”

And an Orange Walk to come…