The Origin of Arlen

"Perhaps few authors are wholly original as far as their plots are concerned," wrote the novelist Patrick O'Brian in his author's note to The Far Side of the World. "[I]ndeed Shakespeare seems to have invented almost nothing, while Chaucer borrowed from both the living and the dead. And to come down to a somewhat different plane, the present writer is even more derivative, since for these books he has in general kept most doggedly to record actions, nourishing his fancy with log-books, dispatches, letters, memoirs, and contemporary reports."

I claim no less originality for Victory Ruins.

Take a look at the picture above. That face, that thousand-yard stare out into come what may. That really stuck with me.

That is a picture of Arlon Leroy Adams of Company F, 119th Infantry Regiment, 30th Infantry Division, staring out of his foxhole across the fields of Bardenburg, Germany. Adams was a decorated Private First Class, with Bronze and Silver Stars, the latter awarded for destroying tanks. He survived many of the major battles of the division and the Western Front, but was killed February 24, 1945 in the amphibious assault across the Roer River.

When I first saw that face, I knew it was the face of a veteran. A man who had, as they used to say, "seen the elephant." To me, he epitomized the dogface, the lowly infantryman who, even today, wins the wars.

That tough, distant, enduring spirit I wanted to incorporate into my protagonist, Arlen Breckenridge. But I also wanted to use his name as well. It had a ring to it, one from a different time. I altered the spelling slightly, to "Arlen" instead of "Arlon." I knew little about the origin of the name, but it felt right, and didn't think anything else about it.

Later, I realized most people's association with the name Arlen was the politician Arlen Specter (whose long career, interestingly enough, started by creating the "single bullet theory" for the Warren Commission). As Arlen was not a common name now, I decided I had to ground its origin more firmly and hopefully distance my Arlen somewhat from Arlen the deep stater.

The book took endless forms to reach what it is now, but one of the themes that I realized after many drafts was consistent throughout was honoring the sacrifice of others. So it seemed natural that I would have Wade name his son after a close comrade of his own war, the Great War. Some cursory research showed me that there were lot of Arlens in the Midwest. Since Arlon Adams was from Michigan, I thought it a fit, for two men from two very different regions, but bonded by war and now by a name. Later, I found that there are other theories about the origin of the name Arlen: Anglo-Saxon, Germanic, even Gaelic. Perhaps that is why our Arlen Breckenridge is so surprised when  Wade tells him he is named after his Minnesota comrade. Maybe he had always thought such a round name from the hills and hollers was just one his father had picked because it sounded good, sounded typical amongst plain Southern folk like him. To know that maybe it was for some fair-haired Scandinavian type from the Minnesota lakes was surely a surprise for him.

Arlen is very alive to me, but so too is Arlon Adams. I don't know anything of him beyond what you can find on the Internet, but I am grateful for what he has given me, let alone my country.

I am also indebted to Warren Watson at oldhickory30th.com for freely offering all his research that led to the discovery of this photo and so much else on the 30th Infantry Division. It is a wealth of knowledge and a true labor of love. I haven't talked to him in a number of years, but I hope he is still well.

Victory Ruins: at long last

Without excessive fanfare and almost an afterthought, I must announce that my long-promised novel, Victory Ruins, has been released to the world. Last month, in fact. It’s not from neglect or disinterest or embarrassment that I failed to post here about it — I’ve just been very busy with it. Proofing, formatting, scheduling; proofing again after finding glaring errors, formatting again; putting in a whole scene that got left out somehow, formatting yet again; and the requisite social media posting for such an endeavour. On top of that, the normal forty-plus hours at the day job, tending the victory garden, getting in car accidents. Has it really only been a month?

I’m trying an experiment: I am releasing a chapter every week on Patreon, Fridays at 0900 EST. Subscribers (a bargain at $4 a month) get access to every chapter (in ebook format) first, plus the finished ebook in October, and a personal thank you in the back of the book when it’s all said and done. Already I have dropped through Chapter 6, and Chapter 7 will be out this June 1. If you like to catch up and get all the forthcoming chapters, you can subscribe here: https://www.patreon.com/troopb

I’ll also be posting about how I wrote Victory Ruins on the Patreon site, explaining character creation, historical background, techniques, and the like. I may post some of it here later, but for now, it will be exclusive to Patreon subscribers.

If ebooks are not your thing (they are not mine), then the paperback will be out this fall. And perhaps a hardback after. I have another book (or two) in the works, and Patreon may be the release vehicle for that as we'll. We shall see. Stay tuned, and all pleasure to you in reading.

Living in the Truth in the Pandemic

“Living within the truth, as humanity’s revolt against an enforced position, is . . . an attempt to regain control over one’s own sense of responsibility.”

— Vaclav Havel, "The Power of the Powerless"

The coming summer heat teased us this past weekend and my wife and I couldn’t bear to stay inside. Personally, I am not afraid of this coronavirus — I made a conscious decision not to be afraid of it, because I realized that perfect prevention was impossible and we will all meet the virus eventually — so we went for a walk through emptied-out downtown Raleigh.

After checking out the future location of my wife’s new art studio, we sauntered a bit. Across a street corner, I saw this poster and almost immediately shook my head:

I rarely have the best sense of how to describe something at a given moment. It’s why I’ve avoided joining debate teams — my best thoughts come after marinating. I wanted to say this poster was the messianic state or trampling out the grapes of wrath or making the world safe for vaccine companies or some other sort of pithy saying. It never came.

Instead, I realized it had already been said:

“Obviously the greengrocer is indifferent to the semantic content of the slogan on exhibit; he does not put the slogan in his window from any personal desire to acquaint the public with the ideal it expresses. . . . The slogan is really a sign, and as such it contains a subliminal but very definite message. . . . “I, the greegrocer XY, live here and I know what I must do. I behave in the manner expected of me. I can be depended upon and am beyond reproach. I am obedient and therefore I have the right to be left in peace.””

— Vaclav Havel, "The Power of the Powerless"

The sinking feeling sets in. Yes, that’s it, isn’t it? This shopowner or restauranteur or whatever establishment he ran probably gave as little thought to the deeper significance of the slogans in his window as a greengrocer in a Communist police state.

Why, though? Does he really think that people standing six feet apart is going to stop a virus that seems to be evolved (or engineered?) to spread with enormous ease? Or has he simply accepted this as gospel because the government has proclaimed that this magical distance will thoroughly banish the miasmas which we now believe everyone carries with them in a miniature cloud?

Again, look to Havel:

“We have seen that the real meaning of the greengrocer’s slogan has nothing to do with what the text of the slogan actually says. Even so, this real meaning is quite clear and generally comprehensible because the code is so familiar: the greengrocer declares his loyalty . . . in the only way the regime is capable of hearing; that is, by accepting the prescribed ritual, by accepting appearances as reality, by accepting the given rules of the game. In doing so, however, he has himself become a player in the game, thus making it possible for the game to go on, for it to exist in the first place.”

— Vaclav Havel, "The Power of the Powerless"

The above poster is less about whether or not social distancing makes sense empirically than it is about the relative social position of the proprietor who hung it up. He wants to be seen as a “responsible” person, because responsible people are looked upon favorably by fellow citizens, by the press, and in culture. Also, "responsible” people don’t get harassed by the police, written up for obscure code violations, dragged through endless court proceedings, have their financial accounts audited every year, have surprise health inspections, or find themselves subject to any number of interpositions by the government. If being “responsible” is to avoid the excesses of government intrusion on one’s private life, then the corollary is that one should be responsible in the way that the government says. Hence the call for social distancing. And yet without the proprietor complying, without him on his own volition adding to the panorama of consistent, insistent messaging, the government would not be able to create the sensation of an inescapable society in which it is impossible to do otherwise than socially distance.

Of course Havel says we must be responsible. I am sure some would say that social distancing is responsible. But let us not confuse Havel’s view of responsibility with the social “responsibility” pushed in the government edicts and media-industrial complex propaganda. Responsibility ultimately springs from a moral position — it is the decision of an individual to act and to accept the consequences for it. This is as far as possible from what this poster is doing. In chiding people to be responsible, the creator of this poster actually takes no responsibility himself. He takes what a distant authority says is responsible and pushes it on someone one else. Having passed on the responsibility to be responsible, he is done; he can rest easy. For the consequences for the edicts on social distancing, mask wearing, economic lockdowns, and perhaps future mandatory vaccinations will fall on people who had no choice in the matter. When those people resist their own dehumanization by absurd protocols and social shaming, attempting to reclaim responsibility by returning to work and ordinary life, they are shamed as irresponsible. But in reality, they are the ones facing tough choices: between catching the virus at work or staying home and starving, between doing what they think is best for their own health and being as conscious as they can to not infect others. It is an fraught position, but all positions of responsibility are. What is not actual responsibility, though, is hiding behind straw men, bad data, flawed models, pet principles — and empty slogans.

This pandemic has really shown everyone’s true colors. The fact of the matter is that the United States is in a strange state; like this shop sign, there are other uncanny similarities to the post-totalitarian world described by Havel. Equally so, there are other indications that a sizeable people trust the centralized nation-state even less. My friend passed a gun store and there was a line all the way down the sidewalk, chairs six feet apart, and management handing out 4473 forms for background checks — the opposite of a socialist bread line. What happens when the unstoppable force meets the immovable object? I don’t know. But what I want to find out is, in such a clash of historic forces, where are the opportunities for living in the truth?

There’s more to write on Havel in today’s world, so stay tuned. I will update this page with links to future posts in this series.

Further Down the Rabbit Hole

I recently rescuscitated my blog and discovered this draft post. Written four years ago, it is remarkable how much of what it describes still rings true. And even more so now in this coronavirus pandemic, where the politicians talk of “reopening the economy,” as if they owned it. The mask slips a little. Thanks to government edict, tens of millions of Americans are faced with no way to work — they literally cannot sell they labor because the government said health was more important. We are all kulaks now, it seems.

Or perhaps even worse than the kulaks. At least the kulaks had land — real property — to strip away. Most Americans do not have any property that can support them if their job is taken away. Hence the massive stimulus program that mortgages our future for a crude and corrupt wealth transfer today.

All is not lost, though. Good things are in the works all over, as they always are. We just have to know where to look. Enjoy the post and drop a comment if you feel so inclined.

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It is an election year, but I intend to only write one thing about it. The election started early and has made its pattern fairly clear over the past few months. I don't expect it to change much, not any more than I expect America to change in the time until the election or indeed afterwards.

I have no expectation of change because change means playing a role. It means taking part, and taking part means give and take. There is none of that in American politics. It has descended to its final level. It cannot experience change because there is no room for us, for Americans. The only thing this election can wreak, like all the other inexorable tendencies of our civilization, is transformation. Transformation does not give you a role. It merely performs upon you, like a surgeon on an anesthetized patient.

We are the subject and many realize this. That is the root of much of the buoyant anger behind Donald Trump and Bernie Sanders. They have seen everything they have known slip away and they want it back. They want an image of the past, what America is said to be, back in some sort of renascent glory. It wasn't that long ago that everything was fine, they say. Don't you remember? We need that again. Not something different, not something that would require a long hard look which might produce a different but better result. No, we just need America again. Great America, New Deal America, Reagan's America, Unified America, let's have that.

What this assumes is that things have only recently gone bad. It assumes that within very recent memory, there was some essential qualities of America not only present and operative in the nation, but wholly diffused through it. What we need, then, is some sort of restoration of these qualities by invoking the conditions of the time we recall once sheltered them. We conjure up the half-truths and upcycled dogmas of modern progressivism and modern conservatism and say that they worked in the past and they'll damn well work again.

This is the rotting effect American exceptionalism has had on us. Right-of-center patriots are most likely to invoke it in those words, but those of the Left believe in it too in their veneration for the hallmarks of Progress which are associated with America's inherent freedom. Exceptionalism is a crock. It is an excuse for never having to change your mind or look around you. America was an exceptional country, yes, it was -- in the beginning. It was exceptional because of the circumstances it came from and the opportunities it had. Nothing -- nothing at all -- said that what followed was inevitable. Nothing said greatness was to be had, or that greatness could come without cost, or that the cost could be justified. Nothing said that the tendencies of history, which work more like laws if not attended to, would except us in our exceptionalism.

The qualities that are American must be drawn from hard facts and they must be supported over time with the same. What long distinguished America from the rest of the modern West boiled down to a handful of interconnected social, political, and economic patterns. They were based on a wide diffusion of property ownership, primacy that it gave to suffrage and agriculture, and the subsequent effect in making the local character of politics and governance. What comes out of this is a measure of self-sufficiency and independence, both for individuals and households as well as communities. They were of course a part of a country and a part of wider markets, but what is forgotten is the way the country's government and modernizing economy swallowed up and eliminated any autonomy of people and communities.

Conservatives and progressives will not tell you this, socialists and capitalists will not tell you this. That is because each of these causes is more closely linked than either would have the ordinary American believe. Capitalism could not have been built in this country without the intervention of the government. That's what Henry Clay's "American System" was. Capitalists were all for tariffs and intervention before they were against it, as many are today. Being against government intervention, though, does not mean correcting the old wrongs -- rather, it means the government heavy polices the borders of the market against any attempt by people or communities to institute their own economic defenses. Now, if we have government and capital tied together under a system of supposedly "free" enterprise, then what is socialism? More of the same; it does not overturn the paradigm, it merely reshuffles the captains at the top. Political power and economic power centralize together; there is no using one to fight the other, as both Left and Right would have us believe. Government and industry may give us riches, and it may take them away at their whim. And we are left nowhere, if our independence has been ceded to them.

If the characteristically American forms of civilization are hardly in evidence any more, can we say America is really American? And if they disappeared, when did they go? 2008? 2000? 1992? 1980? 1968? Surely it must be recently. Surely it must be within my lifetime, one says. Because if that isn't the case, then that means I have lived in a lie.

Hard facts are hard facts. The fact is that this is not an overnight thing. You can't blame it on Obama. You can't blame it on Bush, or Clinton, or Reagan. All of them played a role in it, but none of them is the evil conspirator who overturned everything. They simply accelerated or decelerated what was already in motion. What most average Americans are experiencing now -- falling wages, high taxes, economic inequality, stagnating communities, and an unresponsive political elite -- is what your average family farmer experienced seventy years ago, at the end of World War Two. Those kind of men were the canary in the coal mine, as they were the living exemplars of those peculiarly American patterns. The new, prosperous America that emerged out of the war ground them out if they didn't get on board, and quick. The prosperity that ran for the next sixty-odd years, until 2008, was built on their backs. We've exhausted that, though, and now we're facing the same paradigm.

I had my first inkling of this a decade ago, though it was nowhere as fully formed as it has become in the last few years. It drove me to research and to write, first one failed novel and now Victory Ruins. I wanted to write about the kind of people who were peculiarly American, those small town, one-mule farmers whose lives never changed much across the decades, but on whom most of our hope for democracy and peace rest. I wanted to illustrate these people because they are so different from us today, and yet the struggle they faced rings terrifyingly true to us today.

Those men are dead and gone, for the most part. We do not have them around to leaven our mass hysteria in the age of Trump and Sanders, Hillary and Cruz. We cannot count on their clear-minded appraisal and steady example which comes from hard-fought independence in a community. But if we want to understand America and strive toward recreating the kind of patterns of life which are uniquely American, then we must, paradoxically, abandon this thought of "making America great again." We must abandon easy slogans that regurgitate the very paradigm we have been in for seven decades and look at the hard facts. They do not have to be ugly and dull, these facts. They can be beautiful and irresistible. That's why I wrote them as a novel. It is my hope that I get to share it with you soon.

“[An] equality established in God brought with it neither contradiction nor disorder. Demagogy enters at the moment there is no universal yardstick, and the principle of equality is debased into a principle of identity.”

— Antoine de Saint-Exupery

The Hyper-real and Scottish Dependence

In the UK, the year of the referendum has passed and the year of the general election has come.  Another year lost to politics, some are probably wailing to themselves.  Does it have to go on and on like this?  There is a feeling that the Scottish independence referendum settled nothing, and nobody is happy about the outcome.  Those fighting for independence are furious that they were so close but didn't achieve their long-sought dream, and the unionists are livid that the matter has been turned into a union-wide issue of political representation and power.  UKIP is a specter haunting the Tory strongholds of Middle England, Plaid Cymru and the Greens join in on the edges, and Labour faces decimation thanks to its dependence on Scottish seats.  The politicians are probably the most furious at this situation, for it appears that now people are actually going to take out their frustrations at the ballot box and on them, a concept that the whole "back to business as usual" tone of the Better Together referendum campaign tried to prevent.  The grumbling acceptance of the imperfections of a binary choice (Labour or Tory) has been replaced by acceptance of nothing.  Everything is up for grabs and for once that is directed from the bottom toward the top and not the other way around.

This fact appears as deeply partisan exchanges in opinion columns and on social media, some of it little different from what was thrown back and forth in the poorer moments of the referendum campaign.  What has been lost, for certain, is the decorum with which deep and complex discussions were held, among friends and family, in pubs, everywhere.  I remember that even on the day of defeat, when bitterness could have prevailed, there was still a feeling from from the passing Glasgow vox populi that the referendum campaign had raised issues that had never seen the light of day.  Ordinary people who had often been disenchanted with politics all of a sudden had a choice that was beyond the scope of ordinary political dichotomies.  That was the experience of most Scots, and it seems that the rest of the UK wants to have the same discussion.  The difference is, the Scots had two years of debate and the Yes vote and No vote did not cleave cleanly down lines of ideology, class, party, age, or religion.  Their choice was about which broad direction an entire country was to go and all the benefits and uncertainties of either way.  In contrast, this year's general election, even though it is being fought on the terms of the referendum and its immediate aftermath, is a narrow, partisan event that many expect to deliver what even a deeply democratic experience as the referendum could not.

Things aren't working and they need to change -- that's the feeling across the UK.  In Scotland, the contest is largely down to the Scottish National Party versus Labour.  The latter is hamstrung by its collusion with its very Parliamentary enemies in the Better Together campaign and by the fact that they can no longer effectively say that unless Scotland votes Labour, there will be a Conservative government in Westminster.  That trope has played out, nobody believes it anymore.  The SNP, on the other hand, looks as if it could be the power broker in a hung Parliament.  It would probably be willing to make a coalition with either the Tories or Labour in exchange for leverage over Scottish matters, that much is plain:

Labour paints this in the traditional terms of the SNP being "Tartan Tories," but they miss the point.  The SNP has always been a big tent with one purpose: independence or anything just shy of it.  All other policy -- its courting of big business, its supposedly social democratic heart -- has, is, and will be secondary.  Whatever deals with the devil the SNP would have to make with the Tories (or Labour) to get what it wants is perfectly in keeping with its conception of itself.  And what's worse for Labour is that many of the SNP's nearly 100,000 new members know this.  The party is a means, not an end, and an institutional party like Labour can't see that.

Yet from this emerges the conventional wisdom that Scottish independence is inevitable, that by determination and seizing opportunities it can be forced to happen.  This belief is strong among SNP supporters but also many of the third groups involved in the Yes campaign that continue on: National Collective, Radical Independence Campaign, Women for Independence, etc.  They are trying to organize, entrench their newfound position in Scottish society, and redouble their efforts in new and more sophisticated ways.  There is also an explicitly pro-independence newspaper in Scotland now, The National, which has outperformed even the venerable Scotsman and equalled the Herald in circulation.  By these signs, independence seems alive and well.  But this should not be confused with the actual chances for Scottish independence, in the near or somewhat distant future.  Or, said differently, this flurry of political activity and engagement by an ever-more significant section of civil society should not be confused with actual efficacy in the political arena.  Just because many many Scots are working hard at independence or devolution, just because the SNP is a phoenix from the ashes, and just because the Westminster establishment is threatened on all sides by the politically disaffected, does not mean that there can be a true political answer, clear and final, to Scottish independence.  The very nature of modern society and politics makes that almost impossible, for that would require power.  But there is no real power remaining in modern political life, not as a crystallization of vision, will, and definitive action.

This is what Jean Baudrillard, the iconoclastic French thinker, contended in much of his philosophy, but in particular his work The Divine Left.  In the book, Baudrillard analyzes the Left in France in the late '70s and early '80s.  While Baudrillard's portrayal of French politics and especially the French left does not translate directly to the situation in Scotland, his observations about political institutions and the people that adhere to them are still, thirty years on, unfortunately very true.  Take, for example, his characterization of the French Communists:

“The Party is a shelter for all the disoccupati of politics. Anti-depressant, anti-melancholic, distributor of a hormone-injected politics, it still constitutes a haven, glimmering with the light of the social, for everyone to which history dealt a harsh blow. It manages political unemployment just as the Department of Labor manages professional unemployment.”

— Jean Baudrillard, "The Divine Left"

Again, this does not translate directly to Scotland, for which is "the Party" in Scotland now, Labour or the SNP?  But it is true in a certain way.  The SNP obviously is still in power in the Scottish Parliament, but that is not its purpose.  The Scottish Parliament can grant itself nothing more than it already has, and so long as the SNP does not have the power to create and govern an indepedent Scotland, it is indeed in political unemployment.  But the party is doing a fantastic job of dispelling this fact with a brave and jovial face.  Perhaps out of necessity, it has become "anti-depressant" and "hormone-injected" in the wake of the referendum defeat.  In late November, the SNP held its very own "Tour" at the Hydro in Glasgow, replete with musical acts and cheering fans with foam fingers.  Was it a rock concert or sporting event?  It hardly matters, for politics must now necessarily be indistinguishable from the rest of society.  However much people might decry this subjection of all life to the political, this emergence of politics-as-entertainment was a natural response to all those disaffected Yes voters looking for meaning and a home in the wake of September 18.  People who had six months ago said, "I don't like Alex Salmond but I'm voting Yes" have been signing up as SNP in droves.  The SNP provides structure for those faced with the bewildering apolarity of a society they thought they knew but which voted No.  And they are welcomed, no matter whether they are non-partisan voters coming to politics for the first time or long time devotees, perhaps of the other "Party," the newly moribund Scottish Labour.  The latter once filled the role of the SNP for the disenchanted, especially in the wake of Thatcher, and it is now experiencing that the political unemployment line is just as cold and biting as the ordinary one.

This critique is not to discount what the SNP stands for or what independence supporters want in joining its ranks.  But this view is necessary to make sense of the fact that that often defeat brings about a sort of cognitive dissonance about one's future chances:

“When we are denied victory, whether parousia or a parody of the revolution’s final coming, we will be able to invest in a long term policy with fanatical resignation, even more fanatical since it is destined to fail. ‘We’ll show them in five years!’”

— J. Baudrillard

Consider, then, that even though the SNP could make huge gains in the general election next year, the third largest political party in the UK still does not have a broad, majority appeal.  It is still a minority of Scots who are interested in outright independence.  In the general election, the SNP could for once find itself on the winning end of the first-past-the-post electoral system -- the Unionists remain divided, adhering to their party loyalties, whereas independence backers, even if they are not party members, will vote SNP tactically, as it's the only party to come out of the whole indyref with its image untarnished.  The Yes vote will go to the SNP on the expectation of results by the Nationalists.  Yet the expectation that the Nationalists could hold the balance of power in a hung parliament assumes that the main political parties own lust for power and hatred of their traditional opposition would trump fears of SNP demands on devolution and future referendums.  Labour, the Tories, and the Lib Dems closed ranks once on the issue of Scotland -- they could certainly do it again.

Yet the issue of what party sends the most MPs to Westminster in May is really a distraction.  However people vote, the referendum already gave the best indication of what the Scots prefer when it comes to their political options.  Even though the referendum was 55% No and 45% Yes, it was only in latter weeks that it was in that range, and Yes only breached the 50% for one poll.  For much of the campaign, independence often polled less than 40% -- that is, perhaps sixty percent of Scots preferred to keep things as they were rather than change them.  Of course, a Yes vote did not necessarily mean a fundamental and immediate change in political power in Scotland.  But it offered a chance to make something more contiguous with the small population of Scotland as opposed to the unwieldy Union.  It was a chance at having Scotland governed by its own reflection.  But that was not what Scots wanted.

“They do not want to be “represented.” They want to witness a representation. . . . They’ve had enough of a destiny of representation, whatever it is. They want to enjoy the spectacle of representation. . . . [T]hey prefer the spectacle of politics, whether grotesque or ridiculous, to the rational management of the social.”

— J. Baudrillard

However absurd Westminster and its brand of politics is, the majority of Scots still wanted it on September 18 and probably will still tolerate it today.  When Cameron, Miliband, and Clegg dashed north of the border to beg and plead for Scotland to stay, many commented it was like an episode of The Thick of It.  It was a hyper-real event, in Baudrillard's terms, where the simulation of an event suddenly becomes the model for what actually happens.  But even if people saw through the charade, they still voted to keep it.  For as much as they liked to gripe about "broken Britain," the Schadenfreude of the political classes alternating between arrogance and pandering to the masses at the drop of a hat was too good to resist.  The entertainment of what passes for reality is better than taking the droll responsibility of actual reality into your own hands.

But few, if any, Scots will admit that.  For almost as soon as the referendum hangover had dissipated, the cameras turned back to this impending general election.  And those Scots who had the chance to deliver an opportunity for change but still voted No, are going on and on about kicking out the Tories and bringing about justice in Britain.  Once again, Baudrillard has predicted this:

“This is the silent and ironic efficacy of the random masses: we’ve tested the social on them for a long time; today they’re experimenting with politics, or what remains of it, on the very title-holders of the political class. Turning against their defenders and, in all probability, against their own interests, the silent majority, nevertheless, continues leaning toward the Left and seeking some obscure goal, which is certainly not quality of life, or the satisfaction of its needs, or its ‘right to the social.’”

— J. Baudrillard

The infatuation with the Left, with its undercut, oversold notions of change and justice, is the only constant among the Scots that could have swung the referendum to independence.  This idea of the Left has no actual bearing on how things function in the UK, as the Left as the Left has not been in power in a very long time (New Labour does not count).  And yet it remains somehow a possibility in people's minds, just one election away from happening.  And it can only happen in the form of the United Kingdom, or perhaps it should only happen in that form, the people adhering to some sort of unwritten commandment that defies all explanation.  So these left-leaning unionist Scots ignored the admonitions of the very people who fought for them and voted No this past September: they slagged off the jolly and bombastic Robespierre of Salmond who fought the bedroom tax and kept free university tuition, and delivered Scotland from the brink safely back into the hands of Cameron/Miliband in order that they, ordinary people, may return to the comfort of a fight that they subconsciously know they'll never win.  The Left shies away from being the Left in power because it does not actually want it, Baudrillard says.  It can't have power in the UK, but it could have had power, real transformative power, in Scotland.  But the left-sympathetic masses did not take it.  And nothing could make them.  You can't make someone want what they don't want. 

So where does that leave us at this sort of end-of-history reckoning with Scotland's choices and future?  The only practical conclusion is that, if Scotland gains its independence, it will not be through the expected channels of elections, debate, referendums, constitutional wrangling, et cetera.  Nobody wants to, nor can, take control of such things.  No, independence will come only because the internal impossibilities of the British state will render the Union pointless and more costly to maintain than the benefits reaped from it.  The owners of the UK mansion will not be evicted by a mob of angry peasants; no, the grand old house will simply be foreclosed on because no one's living there any more.  Make no mistake, the Scottish independence movement, the democratic awakening of the referendum campaign, and the role of the SNP in that long process will have made all of it possible in the end -- they raised issues that no one else could have, issues that are here to stay, across the UK.  But the politicians, those invested with real authority, will be mere bystanders or accessories to the act.  The dysfunction of the whole system prevents any of them from being the prime mover, the arbiter of the break-up of Britain or the keeper of its bonds, no matter how much electoral support they have.

When Scotland's independence comes, then, the question will still be, as it was in the indyref campaign, "What sort of country do we want to live in?"  But if there is to be an answer, it must come from a realization that much of what the Yes campaign fought for, a better country, a socially just country, whatever you want to call it, was and will be impossible.  How can Scots expect to deliver sweeping societal change if politicians themselves can't even deliver what they were elected to do?  How can there be a well-funded welfare state, an equalitarian and inclusive society, a progressive tax system that both supports the economy and funds the state, et cetera, if the very vehicle for those goals -- independence -- is beyond the reach of even the most concerted political efforts?  We can support parties like the SNP or the Scottish Greens, yes, but is the paradigm in which they must necessarily operate really what Scots want in a new country?  Independence is inextricably linked with indistinct iterations of the Left, of social democracy which is, in broad form, little different from what mainstream UK parties preach.  Should that same paradigm be repeated because Scots think that changing the flag outside Holyrood will make their own ideological preferences will finally work?  To find an answer to all this, Scots must begin to examine why the very system of modern politics is as it is, why it functions this way, a question which then demands a reconsideration of the modern mind which, intentionally or not, built the system.

For Scotland to be the country Scots want it to be, there must be a revolution of thought to accompany any political revolution involving independence.  Anything less is to keep running around and around in this interminable cul-de-sac, the hyper-real feedback loop that Baudrillard shows we're stuck in and which keeps people and nations thwarted.  Revolution is a strong word, though, and one of of thought sounds particularly extreme, indeed, impossible, because our Enlightenment determinism has told us this is the right path and we should have already been there by now.  That must be overturned.  And I find such an act possible, though not yet plausible, for Scotland, as a small country but also as Scotland.  After all, Scotland shaped the Enlightenment in ways far beyond its population size or economic power.  But there's no point in dwelling on the past -- the Enlightenment and its heirs are dead and gone.  They built the system we face now, a paradigm working itself out to its logical conclusion.  That paradigm cannot go on and, if we're free to see that, we shouldn't let it.  That is the quality of the moral choice we must make, to make independence worth it.  To make being Scotland as Scotland worth it.  How?  Let Scotland do what it does best and reinvent things as we know it.

What Is A Scotland For?

I knew I would write a post describing the significance of the Scottish independence referendum, but it is a very different one from what I expected to be writing a few weeks ago.  For then I was headed to Scotland, where the Yes campaign for independence was coming from behind with great momentum.  But now you know how it turned out.

There were many mixed emotions the morning after, undoubtedly fueled by elated premature celebratory drinking and a late night at bars watching the poll returns, followed by a while on George Square while the young Tartan Army types went ballistic with their football chants and mosh pit.  I look back at my notebook at what already seems like years ago and am fascinated by the black mood that the announcement produced.  Yet as the rest of September 19 rolled along, as the future shape of things was already becoming apparent, and I exchanged views with Scots on the matter, many of the following thoughts began to take shape.  Now, at home again, I can give them the perspective they deserve, though perhaps a little divorced from the rush and vigor of the time and place that was Scotland on its decision day.

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The Scots have, to appropriate the words of the writer Allen Tate, "a concrete and very unsatisfactory history."  This is their curse and strength as a people.  They know who they are, they know where they come from and how they got to where they are.  They know their shortcomings and their strengths, and they know what they want and what they must do but that the ultimate power in attaining that is not theirs.  This makes them a complex but noble people.  For they have looked at themselves and can say, "Warts and all, this is who we are."  That is a refreshing trait compared to their southern neighbors, who exhibit the baffled, reflexive confusion, followed by outrage and revenge, that characterizes almost every dominant section within a country or union.  The Scots are painfully self-aware; the electors of David Cameron and Nigel Farage are aware only of others.

So now the Scots have a new paradigm in their unsatisfactory history.  For more than half of their country voted to remain subservient to London.  For all the blaring of "Scotland the Brave" and thumping the chest shouting "Whae's like us?" when the chips were down, Scots voted not to be Scotland but to be North Britain.  They basically said, "We're proud to be Scottish, but not if it involves any pain or inconvenience."

Can you say that's Scotland?  If we're using democracy as a yardstick, which we moderns are wont to do, then yes.  55% of Scots said so.  And I think they expected to say to the other 45% who voted Yes, "All right, you lost.  Time to roll up your saltires, go home, and get back to business as usual." 

Maybe the No voters didn't want to define Scotland in such a way; maybe they resented being forced to make the choice.  But they made it all the same and there are consequences for that, like every decision.  They've said, "We were free to go, but we're not sure who 'we' are."

But the Yes voters were sure.  They put their vote where their heart was.  And they've been hurt in the heart by the result, and have responded predictably.   Right now they are out joining the SNP, the Scottish Greens and Scottish Socialist Party.  They are organizing rallies, gathering supplies for food banks, and thinking about the future.  They are planning a new, expanded vision for their groups and platforms like Common Weal, National Collective, Radical Independence Campaign, Wings Over Scotland, or Bella Caledonia.  They are looking to create new, independent media sources to present a more balanced (more Scottish?) view on current events to the Scottish public.  They refuse give up and press on, still in full-on campaign mode.

Who then is taking the more active role in defining Scotland?  Those who voted once and made sure, through their own loyalty, naivete, fear, or complacency the tentacles of the British state remained firmly suctioned to every part of Scottish society?  That majority?  Or is it the minority, who are out trying to make happen what is not within their control?  If it is the former, then we have the case that there is no more Scotland.  The modern world has triumphed, where the relationship that truly matters is the state and the atomized individual, where the state says, "I love you more than anything in the world, but if you ever try to leave me, I'll destroy you and everything you care for."

If it is the latter, though, then there is still a Scotland, but in a new way.  It is a Scotland that is not defined by the historical borders of the country.  It is a Scotland where fewer people than most believe that Scots should do things for themselves, in their own way.  The Yes vote was 45% but only three out of thirty-two councils went for Yes.  The Yes voters are scattered geographically across the land -- they are not concentrated in one region of Scotland, where they can separate themselves from the No-voting rest of the country if they chose.  This is a great disadvantage, on the face of it, but perhaps in the long run, it is a blessing.  For it keeps the angry and disenchanted from breaking away from those who see differently from them.  It prevents there from being, in a geopolitical sense, two Scotlands.  The case of North Korea and South Korea is an example of this: two states, where each has embraced an ideology that they believe is best for the Korean people.  What they hold dearest divides them.

But there are two Scotlands at the moment.  Those for whom the campaign still lives on, and those who are returning to their lives, perhaps uncaring about the result, perhaps slipping back into their old cynicism about politics after the Cameron-Miliband-Clegg "Vow" turned out to be a complete fabrication.  What remains to be seen is whether there will be reconciliation or triumphalism.  If there is reconciliation between Yes and No, then some sort of new iteration of Scottish identity may emerge.  If there is triumphalism, then one of the two narratives will become the dominant one.  And it is entirely possible, despite its minority position, that the Yes campaign will write the history.  It has reason to, because it must convince future generations (even if can't convince No voters now) that it was right.  But even if they are successful in that effort, what fact lurks is that the Yes campaign had to protect an idea of Scotland against the will of most Scots.  It would thus be a minority view foisted on the rest by the will of the more committed.

What then is a Scotland for?  Is it for what the people want, even if they don't want it as its own distinct thing, a separate and independent nation?  Or is it for itself, built upon history and traditions of self-rule and those who would protect and re-articulate those traditions?  How can we call for democracy on the one hand and appeal to the idea of a nation on the other when they are not used in concert?  Is the fact that only a minority of Scots wanted independence an indication that, for most, countries are now merely images bought, sold, and displayed by the rulers?  Is the rage of the Yes minority an indication that the nation does not actually function behind the scenes like it is purported to by every face the state presents to the public?

The fact that we must ask these questions demonstrates that we have come to a strange time in the idea of a nation.  Not the nation-state, not the Westphalian creation that puts an all-encompassing centralization and homogenization at its core.  Rather, it is the nation as a collection of people who have common experience; who have governed and been governed by each other; who influenced and were influenced by each other; who make something which is complex and nuanced, but not relative.  It has a word -- in this case, Scotland or Scots or Scottish -- so it is real, it is a thing, distinct from others.  Going into the Scottish independence referendum, I thought the moment would demonstrate the fact that people have instincts and loyalties to something older and more immediate than the abstractions of the modern state.  But I can see now that I was wrong.  This was no rebellion of the anti-modern.  The relationship of the state, which merely uses the idea of nation or people or identity as a image to cloak itself, to the individuals it rules is the dominant one in our world.  It holds the allegiance, or the fear, of most people, and makes the idea of democracy obsolete because of the codependency it fosters.

So on the one hand the state has trumped any of our attempts at recalling shared experience, memory, and community as a basis for creating (or restoring) polities that better serve the people who live in them.  Yet on the other hand it is plain that large political units in the developed world are increasingly unsustainable.  They centralize not only political power but also economic power and suck dry the hinterlands and the periphery.  What cannot be sustained will not be; empires and mighty unions eventually crumble or disintegrate.  So Scotland will have its chance again at independence, at self-rule.  When it comes, Scotland may want it, or perhaps not.  Whatever the case, Scotland will have to contend with its concrete and unsatisfactory history.  It will have to decide what it is, why it did what it did, make peace with that, and move ahead.  It will have to reconsider what Scotland is, and it will do so, I am sure.  Yet the country cannot ever escape the fact that, given the clear chance after 300 years, it voted against being itself on its own terms.  The Bannockburn glory, the "bought and sold for English gold" myth of Burns' lament, it all must be reconsidered in that light. 

Scotland will one day be a new nation.  But it will not be the same nation, just as it is not now.  That is refreshing for what it can achieve and how it will make itself in its own vision.  And yet it is also sad for what it leaves behind as a consequence of its own decisions, imperfect as they may be.

“I have said: ‘My native land should be to me
As a root to a tree. If a man’s labour fills no want there
His deeds are doomed and his music mute.
This Scotland is not Scotland.’

Like my comrade Mayakovsky
’I want my native country to understand me.
And if it doesn’t, I will bear this too;
I will pass sideways over my country
Like a sidelong rain passes.’

This Scotland is not Scotland
But an outsize football pitch
Filled with nothing
But an insensate animal itch.”

— Hugh MacDiarmid

Reap The Whirlwind

When I wrote before of the Scottish independence movement as it headed toward the referendum, there were signs of positivity on the horizon, though a long way to go.  But all that has changed in the last few weeks, and the global significance of this event is becoming real.

Time ran an article about the possible impending 'exit' of Scotland from the UK should the independence referendum return a 'Yes' vote.  News outlets and blogs outside the UK are beginning to play catch-up and talk about how Alastair Darling, the leader of Better Together (the 'No' campaign), practically melted down during his second debate with First Minister Alex Salmond, even conceding to Salmond the one point -- that an independent Scotland could continue to use the pound sterling -- that he had resisted and ridiculed for months on end.  Palpable panic has been setting in over the past week in the UK establishment.  David Cameron continues pleading with Scots to vote No; Better Together has put out a series of advertisements that range from sexist to asinine; and even Nigel Farage, head of the UK Independence Party, disgruntled Middle England's knight errant against the EU, has said he'll come to Scotland in order to inject positivity into the 'No' campaign.  And all the while, as the important people with the important titles beg and warn and offer veiled threats, the number of Yes voters ticks upwards.  I have seen Tweet after Tweet about people converting to a Yes vote after a long period of casual inclination toward No and equally as many about passionate Yes voters making converts to their side.  People are out there, talking and making decisions for themselves, and that has the establishment terrified.  The rulers have been used to sowing wind for centuries, and now they are about to reap the whirlwind.

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Where else in the world is having a democratic moment like Scotland?  Nowhere.  And has there been anything comparable in the last few decades?  Hardly.  Some might point to the Arab Spring or the Occupy movement as similar instances, but those are instances of protest.  They gathered steam quickly, raged against the status quo, and then faded quickly when the establishment decided it had had enough.  But the democratic spirit of this independence referendum does not come from mere dissatisfaction taking to the streets.  Rather, it is a culmination of long political involvement, competition, and eventual success by a long-established independence movement, one that has taken both party and non-party form over nearly a century.  In particular, the very willingness of the Scottish National Party to persevere in political contest, despite the many setbacks of contending with a very difficult system of political representation in the UK, has legitimized independence not as some sort of temporary emotional outburst, as the No campaign is wont to characterize it, but as a natural extension of politics as usual.  Discounting the divisive figure of Alex Salmond, many of the politicians involved in the Yes campaign are not just running the devolved Scottish Government in Edinburgh but also hold seats in local government as well.  They didn't get there by appointment or nepotism -- they got there because they were elected.  There are enough people out there to want them in charge and now they are responsibly delivering what they said they would.

Then perhaps it should be no surprise to those of us looking from outside the UK, that the independence referendum has awakened, at least on the side of Yes, a sense of positivity and opportunity.  For the Yes movement is led not simply a bunch of cranks spouting narrowly nationalist vitriol, but by competent leaders in politics, the arts, academia, media, and business.  Yet while these leaders frame much of the discussion, they do not offer absolute answers.  Many #indyref campaigners have, seemingly of their own accord, been willing to put foremost the uncertainty of independence and address it without fear.  Indeed, they almost seem to relish in recognizing it, for it compels answers to be given.  But there is no line to toe.  Watch the film Scotland Yet and you will see how open the dialogue is and how everyone seems to know that independence is just the start -- all their heterogeneous ideas may make Scots vote Yes, but only because it is a Yes vote that makes those ideas a practical reality.

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And those ideas will have to contend.  Without a doubt there will be a tension within the politics of an early independent Scotland between the centralizers and the localists.  There are those on the Scottish left who, though wishing to leave the centralized Westminster system, want a redistributive state for Scotland.  Their proposals for what that would look like are as multiform as the groups proposing it, from Radical Independence Campaign to Commonweal to the Scottish Socialist Party, even to Labour and SNP supporters who want a Scottish state based on a Scandinavian model.  This would require a great amount of power set in Edinburgh thanks to the taxation and administration necessary to a welfare state.  But a great many Yes voters, on the left as well as of other political orientation, are more interested in communities.  The writer Andy Wightman, concerned with land issues, has given the following explanation for his qualified Yes vote:

“I want a Scotland with radically greater democratic control of land, economic affairs and politics. But I have no great faith in the state to deliver this. The nation-state is a relatively modern invention and, as I highlighted at the outset, it is increasingly irrelevant to the challenges we face in communities and around the world. Indeed, it could be argued that, given the ease with which it can be captured, it is actively hostile to genuine democracy.

And that is why the choice of yes or no doesn’t adequately addresses the great challenges of our time – peace, environmental degradation, human rights and social justice. The era of the nation state is, in my view over. It is a redundant idea. But it is not going to disappear in a hurry and thus I am interested in any opportunity that provides an opportunity to completely rethinking governance.”

— Andy Wightman

The centralizers may find that their vision for a quasi- (or overtly) socialist Scotland stymied, be it in the creation of the written constitution or in the politics of an early independent Scotland.  This democratic moment may take things in a more confederal direction.  Or the country may, as SNP critics contend, end up friendly to business and industrial interests and find itself an independent but comfortable part of the capitalist Anglosphere.  Nobody really knows.  These are the matters that will divide Yes voters in the future.  And I'm sure that many know that.  But it is their future, and there is only one way to get there.  And so they embrace those different from them, in the classically Jeffersonian model of the people: the many versus the few.

For what politicians rarely understand about those they ostensibly serve is that it is not pure emotion or rationality that drives the decisions of ordinary people.  You can't always scare them with the fear of the unknown, especially when they have a pretty good idea that the known isn't very rosy.  And you can't throw an endless barrage of statistics and reports and experts at them, because who leads their life based on numbers and probability?  Ordinary people operate off of something far deeper, off of intuition or tacit knowledge.  They gather the bits and pieces of their experiences, of their relationships and conversations, and, once that has all composted for a bit, a decision emerges.  And, once again, this is what the politicians and the No camp fail to see.  For if we lived in a perfect world, there would be no need for decision, even to choose No and change nothing.  Decision emerges from a recognition that time has outrun our patient endurance of the imperfections we know.  We choose one or the other, but there is no not choosing.  And if a person sees an unknown but one with potential, one in which they can play a greater role, versus the same old thing that they've always known, requiring that same old exhausting, patient endurance until the end of one's days, then it makes complete sense why people will join with others in an open and adventurous choice.

At a personal level, I am extremely grateful these past few weeks and months for what is happening in Scotland.  The idea of Scottish independence has been something that has long appealed to me, even though for a long time I didn't really know why.  I can remember being in my flat during my brief time living in Edinburgh, trying to start arguments with my roommates about independence and nationalism, standing up for this thing that I knew so little about but felt such an affinity for.  I remember being back in America the next year, sitting alone in my apartment, listening to the Scottish Parliament elections on the BBC and cheering on the SNP as they took twenty seats at Holyrood and formed a minority government.  It mattered to me, for some reason, even though it was not my country, not my fight, and I could contribute almost nothing to it.  But since the referendum date was set in stone and the rhetoric began to build, I began to realize perhaps why I had gravitated toward this implausible thing.  And now, as the groundswell of Yes support becomes greater by the day, I can see it for a fact: that in this sordid age of power and profit, of ideology and repression, of instability and transformation, there is still the possibility of people taking matters into their own hands and working for something better.  Not just on a whim, not as a reaction, but because people take up a movement built by many who came before but did not live to see its fruition.

What will come of Scotland, who knows.  But it is worth watching, and closely.  For in the particular lies a bit of the universal, of the things that are true for all of us wherever we are.  Watch carefully for Scotland yet, whatever yet may be.

P.S.  My fortunes have changed and I've been blessed with the opportunity to go to Glasgow for the week of the independence referendum.  A long-hoped for dream come true.  I will report back with everything I saw and felt in due course.

Coming Yet For A' That

Once, in a conversation on the easiest of terms, held in a hallway of the Scottish Parliament, a Scottish lawmaker said to me, "Oh, Scotland will be an independent country by 2016."  He said it in a thick West of Scotland accent that was filled with an easy confidence.  I expressed my surprise that he could be so certain of the date.  He gave me a set of reasons, lost to the recesses of my memory now, as to why that timeline made perfect sense.  At the time I, quite frankly, hoped that it would be so but did not truly believe that it would come to pass.

But, you see, at that time, in 2006, everything was different.  In Scotland, the Scottish Parliament was not even a decade into exercising its devolved powers.  The Scottish National Party, of which the MSP (whom I happened to work for briefly) was a member, was in opposition, not power.  It was doing an admirable job of keeping the debate on independence alive, but independence seemed much more of an abstraction, an option that was not allowed to really be considered legitimate and which manifested itself in an attitude of, "Well, maybe one day we'll get around to making a choice about it.  But not now."

That was before.  Before a lot of things.  Pre-financial crisis, pre-worldwide recession, pre-banker bailouts and pre-austerity.  And before the pains of a foundering United Kingdom made the logic of an independence referendum not just abstract but visceral.

That sudden opportunity of historical moment would not have been seized if the SNP had not been there for it.  They are a bold and determined group, for sure.  They have the audacity to use National in their name when they were hardly the model of a right-wing, authority-driven political party.  They are not a party of English-hating bigots.  Rather, they have an almost isolationist brand of nationalism.  I attended their 2006 party conference and listened to platform speech after platform speech and, even then, out of power, the SNP conveyed a very Scandinavian attitude on society and nation: Let's make this short brutish life as comfortable for as many people as we can, they seemed to say; let's be left alone, finally, for once, so we can at least do just that.

The Scottish independence movement is far, far broader than the SNP alone and many will tell you that a Yes vote for independence this year is not a vote for the SNP.  But one should be hesitant to regard that as an indication that people are hostile only to the Nationalists.  Those seeking independence seem critical of all parties, especially those invested in the status quo of the United Kingdom.  A remarkable anti-party populism has emerged in the debate, especially in the past few months.  Established institutions are frequently rejected as devoid of any legitimate answer to the current crisis.  Parallel to this anti-establishment attitude has seen the rise of civic groups interested in independence but outside the scope of privileged groups which, though often in contention with each other, are content to limit the scope of power.  In an interview with the Scottish Book Trust, author and commentator Gerry Hassan notes that these civic groups represent a different approach to even the Nationalist's narrow definition of the meaning of the coming referendum:

“The SNP have consistently framed independence as about the full powers of the Parliament. I think that’s a very very narrow notion of independence and basically politics. Those groups are about kind of politics as a kind of cultural power, as soft power, about how you kind of change the kind of psychologies of a nation. So if you take the fact that Scotland is dramatically changing and you take it in a narrow timeframe of the last 30, 40 years, just before that 30, 40 years we were an enormously deferential, hierarchical society, where there was a power of authority. It used to be embodied in the Kirk, then it became embodied in kind of, like, the local Labour council. That has all begun to weaken. And this is part, of course, of a changing sense of the UK, the West – this is the Scottish manifestation of the crisis of traditional authority.”

— Gerry Hassan

If Hassan is right, then this means that not only is Scotland undergoing its own experience of a part of world history, but by gaining independence it may set itself as the vanguard of widespread, permeating change to the order of power and authority in the 21st century.  Scottish independence may not simply indicate that forces of change are at work, but rather it may be the very first change that drives all the others.  Come 18 September 2014, when Scots step up the ballot box to decide on independence, though they carry no Armalites like the kind of nationalists they abhor, they may still fire the shot heard 'round the world.

That excites me like nothing else.  It is also very disorienting and counterintuitive to the world I grew up in.  That world was one where America was, at least in my country, championed as the leader on the global stage, the repository of right, the bastion of freedom and prosperity, the champion of the oppressed.  Myth though it may be, it was a powerful and useful one at the time.  It is no longer plausible, though, even at home.  The monolithic superpower has lost its credibility and may be contributing to the very oppressions it once seemed to be against.  And, fascinatingly, it is the Scots who are meeting the challenge of these times.  They are the ones abandoning a given politics and embracing a new, raw, undefined process of discovery and definition.  They, some of the Europeans that Americans are wont to slag off as decadent, are taking matters into their own hands, working against a state apparatus that has proven not only corrupt but willing to meddle in and manipulate democratic space in society.  That same MSP who seemed so confident in the target date of 2016, told me that everyone in the party knew that they were all under surveillance, that there were files on them, and that come the actual referendum time, every organ of the British state, from the BBC to the security services, would be mobilized against the independence campaigners.  At the time, I was slightly incredulous: it sounded borderline paranoid.  But now, after revelations of what the NSA and GCHQ can do, after the concerted efforts of British media and government to inject a sense of panic into the independence discourse, his words ring in my head as prescient, almost prophetic.  Again, time makes all the difference.

The outcome of the Scottish independence referendum is not certain, of course.  To one side will go victory and thus the right to tell the story in its 'official' form.  It may be that a No vote will be returned in September.  It may be that a Yes vote will not result in the kind of change Scots are seeking.  Then again, something incredible and unprecedented may come from it all.  Whatever the case, a new, hard reality will emerge.  Choices will have to be made, as well as compromises; the imperfect toil of making a nation, independent or not, work will return once again.  But now, for the moment, there is a delightful, tantalizing spirit in the air.  It is a spirit of possibility, a feeling that a great endeavour, limitless in its potential, is underway and that it cannot even begin to conceive of its bounds in what it can achieve yet.  I only wish I could be there in Scotland right now, to bask in that moment, to see that spirit build and grow and flourish and reach its culmination on 18 September.

I can't, though.  When I left the Scottish Parliament seven years ago, I told myself, promised myself that I would return for the referendum day.  But money didn't work out, life didn't work out.  That's what happens.  So, as much as I want to be there to see it all unfold, I can't.  Perhaps it's not my fight, not my struggle, though I feel deeply connected to it.  I have to make peace with that.  But every time I think or hear of Scotland, I can only think of what that small country is about to do, what incredible things they stand poised to do, not as a collection of humming modern institutions and markets, but as individuals and communities coming aware and moving toward a great unknown out of intuition, out of knowledge that it is themselves.  That is human drama at it finest and rarest; it is a blessing for all those involved.  May they know that and cherish it while they can.