Congratulations To The Scottish Law Agents Society

SLAS, a very different beast to the Law Society of Scotland, isn't taking MacTesco Law lying down.

And neither it should. One neither sees nor hears of policies ordering that the accountants, surveyors and dentists must open their doors to non-professional ownership of their practices - why do the solicitors stand alone among the professions in having this thrust upon them?

The soi-disant, ersatz 'Scottish Government' hates the idea that there can be anything in Scotland which is outwith its control. If the nation must have radical lawyers, then the only permissible ones will be their radical lawyers. This law is a direct assault not upon the liberties of an elite, but upon those of the nation itself. Private law practices are already run for profit - why do they need outside ownership?

Do they need corporate bully boys on the team to ensure that they don't do anything that might upset investors? Or 'The Scottish Government'? After all, they're the real big cheeses now, the real big shots that they've always wanted to be, not the vocal but puny ranters they've always been. In an independent Scotland, a disproportionate amount of time is going to have to be spent keeping 'Alex' and 'Nicola' happy. Can't have anyone rocking the boat; after all, this is Scotland, and we're a' guid Scots the gither (unless, of course, you refuse to get with the program, in which case you'll be a bad Scot, regardless of whether or not you were born in Scotland and have lived here all your life).

Or is this a more sinister move? Perhaps the vanguard of an assault on Legal Aid, outside ownership providing the means by which Scottish civic nationalism can claim that Legal Aid is no longer necessary because solicitors now have access to outside investment? That one really wouldn't surprise me - many Scottish civic nationalists don't know many poor people, regarding the poor, the sick and the weak as bad Scots on account of their poor exercise of their bad options.

The naked aggression, the air of barely suppressed violence, with which The Tartanissimo addresses the loons, circus clowns, pseuds, no-hopers and dead-enders gathered in that birthpace of bad laws known as 'The Scottish Parliament' is entirely symptomatic of Scottish civic nationalism's mental malaise, the desire not to govern but to dominate; he is the leader of a party of badly maladjusted primary school teachers clapping their hands for order in class. Never has the word 'party' been used more appropriately of a political gang than in description of the Scottish National Party; the party started the moment that Alex Salmond took that bastard title of 'Scottish Government' for his minority Scottish Executive, and it's been going on ever since. The Scotland Act 1999 granted him no power to do this - but he did it anyway. What he was not given, he took. It was gangster government. It should have put the Scots on notice that they had a gangster government operating beyond the law, one with no regard for law or the rule of law. Every Unionist in that Parliament was duty-bound to bring that Executive down. They have had the power to do so in their hands for three years, and have failed to strike. I have met old women with greater fortitude and stronger bowels than the Unionists in the Scottish Parliament. My own view is that this failure is a result of them seeking their own narrow political advantage; see 'no-hopers', above. Every journalist in Scotland was duty-bound to point out that the error of what Salmond did. Instead, that incredibly ambitious coterie of smirkers and winkers in BBC Scotland couldn't wait to have their expensive accents enunciate the words 'The Scottish Government' quickly enough, mugging to camera like there's no tomorrow. BBC High Command in London should have purged the Scottish news department with the ruthlessness of Stalin for that error; but hey, what are Establishment figures supposed to do but support the Establishment?

It is no accident that Scotland has been historically adept at producing bullying policemen, slave overseers and prison officers. The Tartanissimo is the very face of our inner darkness. He is not the First Minister of Scotland. He is Scotland.

The sooner that the Scottish Parliament is razed to the ground, and the site upon which it stands sown with salt, the better. It is a disgrace, an embarrassment; O Lord, please let me sit at the controls of the wrecking ball. In my opinion, a culture geared to the swelling of the pocket book regardless of the consequences to others, in the words of one Scot, dedicated to 'getting on, not getting by', has bred a sociopathic national character. Only a government of sociopathic tyrants seeks to interfere with its lawyers; who, when all is said and done, are the group within society most likely to know when a government is acting beyond its powers. Logically, one can only conclude that the current minority Scottish Executive is a government of tyrants; and a tyrant is a tyrant regardless of how lustily he sings that awful dirge 'Flower of Scotland', or how winsomely he dances the eightsome reel.