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Friday, 14 October 2016

A very real threat!


With it being the anniversary of the Battle of Hastings, the Shark Fisherman thought he would write down a few words of praise for Nicola Sturgeon and Alex Salmond, the Dream Team of Scottish Politics. They are such a dream team that they have a sizeable proportion of the South East of England up in arms against them, that is if you bother to listen to the drivel and banter, the boisterous locker-room badinage of the digital radio station LBC. I don't know why I listen to it but it's almost to confirm my bias against the 'Spawn of the Normans', the Estuary English UKippers who phone in without fail to insult Salmond and Sturgeon. They are so scared of them that the Tory flunkey Iain Dale has Salmond in on his show on a Wednesday. Better the Devil you know eh! Last night the good citizens of Redbridge & Wantage had their say, spurred on by the stirring spoon of Ian Collins UK. These good folk who shop in supermarkets and worry about the price of marmite like we do on the Celtic Fringe could not be angrier at the possibility of losing Scotland from the United Kingdom. It is as if they are personally on the blood line from that other famous Norman, Edward 1.
Much of the vitriol is now personal, making fun of their names and inferences towards their personal lives so they've lost the argument. You see the people wot listen to LBC have a 'Superiority Complex'. If a Scot does phone in, it is either a born again Christian or a recovering alcoholic living in the South East, with Stockholm Syndrome "Why the hell do they want to break away from the United Kingdom, the ungrateful bastards?" they slur.  Many of the callers are plants. They are such regulars calling in, they are more familiar than the presenters: Paul in Brecon, a retired copper in Bromley, an academic from Rickmansworth, a couple of verbose Scousers who can be relied upon for some good one liners and all the presenters do is wind people up. I normally let it wash over me because I've lived down in that area and I know they mean no harm. They are like sharks without teeth! Sturgeon and Salmond however have teeth and whatever they have in their porridge of a morning convinces themselves and us on the Celtic Fringe that the original unwelcome immigrants were the Normans and their modern offshoot the Tories. The Saxon Corbyn watches on carefully stroking his beard. I will continue to listen.  

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