I never finished my rolling credits of pictures - I should get around to that. But I had to post again because it seems the man I considered an overenthusiastic tour guide, who got too caught up in the romance of Britain's civil wars, was, in reality, an average Scot.
About a month ago I heard in passing something on the subject of Scottish independence. I figured it was a fluke. I mean the whole world has see the way of the Greeks. And Margaret Thatcher is quickly being immortalized. I figured it was some sort of mind trick.
But, alas, no.
In the BBC headlines I see
"Scotland would be 'worse off outside UK' - Osborne"
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-politics-16534664
And it seems Scotland's independence referendum will be a topic at a British Irish summit in Dublin today.
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-northern-ireland-16535290
It all seemed so helpless... just good fun.
On a more serious note than I generally play. This all reminds me despite technology and living in the moment - we're always part of history.
My interest in the UK began in an AP European class. I was slightly interested in the other countries' affairs. But the twists and turns and - for lack of a better vocabulary than a 7th grader - "drama" of the British state absolutely fascinated me.
But that was not just a thing of history; it continues today. Even now those lovable, sometimes grumpy Scots are still fighting for their independence. I so often think history is "set in stone." That's done and we move on. But we're actually just playing a hand that's already been dealt. We are not given a new hand but rather playing the one that generations and generations before us were given.
It makes one feel kind of small. This will just be a fact for students to memorize someday, but right now it's heated and emotional and important. I guess that's the joy and challenge of living: being as small as a grain of sand but feeling as big as the universe. Quite a thing to balance.
Anyway. It will make for an interesting unfolding.
Cheers! (I missed saying that)
