Our thirteenth Sunday outpouring of sanctimony and self-righteous morality to be taken as seriously as Brian Cox’s intention to vote for independence
A TROUBLESOME CROW seated himself on the back of a Sheep. The Sheep, much against his will, carried him backward and forward for a long time and at last said, “If you had treated a dog in this manner, you would have had your just deserts from his sharp teeth.”
To this the crow replied, “I despise the weak and yield to the strong. I know whom I may bully and whom I must flatter, and I thus prolong my life to a good old age.”
Analysis: When the SNP sheep voted themselves an early visit to the political slaughterhouse of the 1979 general election, it attracted many crows, especially the opportunistic carrion variety. One such crow was our present Firstminster and the rest, as they say, is neverendum history. What a shame for the weak, despised and bullied SNP Dolly drones.
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