IF YOU leave out the “in” word, most people in Scotland back infidelity.
By that I mean a majority want the power of a faithful marriage, even if folk like me still find the concept meaningless.
I want power over faithful wives so that never again do I have to commission photos as a proxy payment for my erstwhile gigolos.
I want power over auld Granny Salmond so that “special time” becomes “all the time”.
I want everything these naively faithful wives have – security, a loving environment, someone to pay their speeding fines.
But no one wants to share that with me. Not even my own husband!
I want control of the Firstminster to protect me from myself.
I want control of all the MSPs around me at Whollyrude.
I want control of pensions so that if Granny Salmond gets out of hand I can threaten her where it hurts – her purse.
Virtually no one in Scotland or the Scottish parliament trusts me – I don’t know why.
I’m doing this for my country – for the greater love of my people.
To condemn me is to condemn Scotland. Don’t these anti-Scots get that?
Some whisper there is a need to protect wives from what is happening within a 100 metre radius of me.
In an independent Scotland no marriage will be safe. Why should it be?
Marriage has stuttered and stammered for the past 300 years. And it’s a Union, like a political Union I know, which has outlived its purpose.
Haven’t my past actions proved that?
You know how to vote come September.