To misquote Julius Ceaser; "I came, I blustered, I went and left Labour still split in three parts".
Corbyn slipped silently into Dundee, mumbled platitudes to the faithful and not so faithful in a one quarter full Caird Hall (counting media and other hanger's on) then sidled back down South to England where folk still think he is some sort of Messiah; which, in comparison to the Tories, is not hard.
"Solidarity with workers in Liverpool, that is why Scottish independence is wrong" to which my answer is just "Quhit?'
"Brexit for jobs" - "Yer skelly mun!"
"The SNP want to end the UK Union" - "Aye, so what? That's quhit it says on the SNP tin"
"Scotland does not need another divisive independence referendum" - "Aye, under UK Labour it'll aa be wine an' roses, jist like last time; numpty."
So Labour's empty jacket - "toom tabard", spoke empty platitudes, mumbled through his beard, addressing the nation of Scotland in a grandstanding speech that few Scots, outside the pitiful gathering of what is left of the Labour faithful in Dundee, bothered to listen to. Labour have become the latter day "John Bailliol" of Scotland, too busy doing their English master's bidding to remember just who they are supposed to represent. The result for Labour has been much the same, the Scots have seen through the scam and, like Bailliol, their support has melted away and there is a new game in town. A game they are not fitted to play as they dance to London's tune. The Tories can be forgiven, you may not like them much but at least they are not pretending to be anything but London's cyphers in Scotland. Labour still pretends it is for the "Scotch workers", as the successor party of the "Clydeside Reds" but since the 1990's that facade no longer bears the gree in Scotland. Just ask the Glasgow Council ladies denied equal pay for decades by the self acclaimed party of and for the workers - Labour - and the GMB of Richard Leonard.
"Richard, who?" as he is known to two thirds of Scottish Labour voters or "Richard stop talking mince, yer makin Kelly look affy bricht the day", as he is known in the Scottish Parliament.
I have not bothered to check the usual media sources for Corbyn's "put down of the SNP" stories, I am sure they are there in all their sickening and fawning glory, stories which would be rejected as too fanciful to act as the source for fairy stories by any sane publisher or media producer.
Meanwhile the other "Toom Tabard" in 10 Downing Street is having a tantrum, her ministers are spitting their dummies out warning the EU it is them who will suffer for their intransigence over the Tory's own death wish for the UK and its economy.
"Aye, but, its the EU's tanner ba" an their takin it hame wi them, sae sook it up Tory cry babies, ye maybees shud hae takin a wee breith afore cryin its na fair, its aye weys yer rules, we're naw playin ony mair."
Corbyn slipped silently into Dundee, mumbled platitudes to the faithful and not so faithful in a one quarter full Caird Hall (counting media and other hanger's on) then sidled back down South to England where folk still think he is some sort of Messiah; which, in comparison to the Tories, is not hard.
"Solidarity with workers in Liverpool, that is why Scottish independence is wrong" to which my answer is just "Quhit?'
"Brexit for jobs" - "Yer skelly mun!"
"The SNP want to end the UK Union" - "Aye, so what? That's quhit it says on the SNP tin"
"Scotland does not need another divisive independence referendum" - "Aye, under UK Labour it'll aa be wine an' roses, jist like last time; numpty."
So Labour's empty jacket - "toom tabard", spoke empty platitudes, mumbled through his beard, addressing the nation of Scotland in a grandstanding speech that few Scots, outside the pitiful gathering of what is left of the Labour faithful in Dundee, bothered to listen to. Labour have become the latter day "John Bailliol" of Scotland, too busy doing their English master's bidding to remember just who they are supposed to represent. The result for Labour has been much the same, the Scots have seen through the scam and, like Bailliol, their support has melted away and there is a new game in town. A game they are not fitted to play as they dance to London's tune. The Tories can be forgiven, you may not like them much but at least they are not pretending to be anything but London's cyphers in Scotland. Labour still pretends it is for the "Scotch workers", as the successor party of the "Clydeside Reds" but since the 1990's that facade no longer bears the gree in Scotland. Just ask the Glasgow Council ladies denied equal pay for decades by the self acclaimed party of and for the workers - Labour - and the GMB of Richard Leonard.
"Richard, who?" as he is known to two thirds of Scottish Labour voters or "Richard stop talking mince, yer makin Kelly look affy bricht the day", as he is known in the Scottish Parliament.
I have not bothered to check the usual media sources for Corbyn's "put down of the SNP" stories, I am sure they are there in all their sickening and fawning glory, stories which would be rejected as too fanciful to act as the source for fairy stories by any sane publisher or media producer.
Meanwhile the other "Toom Tabard" in 10 Downing Street is having a tantrum, her ministers are spitting their dummies out warning the EU it is them who will suffer for their intransigence over the Tory's own death wish for the UK and its economy.
"Aye, but, its the EU's tanner ba" an their takin it hame wi them, sae sook it up Tory cry babies, ye maybees shud hae takin a wee breith afore cryin its na fair, its aye weys yer rules, we're naw playin ony mair."
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