Scotland’s Decision

Scotland, brave Caledonia, may see itself through a new lens on the 18th, as the Scottish Referendum drums up voters to the ballot. The decision is simple: yes or no.  Yes, Scotland should be it’s own country. No, Scotland should remain jointly with England. What lies in the hearts of the Scottish people are a different story and is yet to be seen.

Since the Wars of Scottish Independence and mighty Robert the Bruce, scores of ancestors, kith and kin to Scotland’s ancestry have appealed with bloody claymore and eloquent pen to achieve what may come to pass like a sigh under the decision of an ambivalent people. What Robert Burns could not achieve through wit or what Sir Walter Scott could not subdue with diplomacy, what neither the martyred William Wallace nor the exiled house of Stuarts could conquer-

March of the Guards Towards Scotland, Hogarth

March of the Guards Towards Scotland, Hogarth

the strength of the past has buckled under fate; rebellions quelled, leaders exiled, clans erased or fled from their highland roosts- the union all but swallowed Gaelic culture and the Scottish Clan system whole.

Perhaps Scotland’s decision on the 18th will be the catalyst for their cultural renaissance; that by breaking ties with the union they will shift and enter a new paradigm of a proud self-determination that their namesakes have fought and died for.

No, it is not ugly nationalism but an establishment of self and identity above agenda. It is a fresh beginning and a decision long past due.

My contribution to Scotland, regardless of the results on September 18th, 2014, is the digitalization of Andrew Lang’s, Prince Charles Edward Stuart, First Edition, 1900, by the Goupil Co., Manzi, Joyant & Co., Charles Scribner’s Sons. It is a limited, large format print, number 452 of 1500 copies made. It will be made available first as a PDF in the coming days and later, as an annotated book. The PDF will be free for all to view here, under, ‘library’ (or simply click this link). The text version is a work in a progress but will soon be ready by the end of the month.

Prince Charles Edward Stuart referred to as ‘Bonnie Prince Charlie’, sailed to Scotland from France in 1740’s. Following in his father’s boots, James Francis Edward Stuart, he incited an open rebellion against Britain to reclaim the throne for the house of Stuarts.

Prince Charles Edward Stuart, Scanned Facisimile in Colour, Largilliere

Prince Charles Edward Stuart, Scanned Facsimile in Colour, Largilliere

The young pretender, Prince Charlie, bonded the highland clansman to fight under his banner in a war of unfathomable odds. The culminating battle was pitched on Culloden’s Moore. Stuart’s forces were no match for the Duke of Cumberland and the might of the Empire. The prince fled and the Duke of Cumberland swept through Scotland and devastated the people and land as retribution.

Sporrans and Dirks

Sporrans and Dirks

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Dublin, Ireland: Day 2, Hunger Strikes and Cemeteries

DAY 2: Today, I managed to blunder a whole day with only visiting one point on my itinerary. The problem wasn’t that I woke up late, on the contrary, I was bright eyed at 8am after 12 hours of sleep. The problem was, I hadn’t charged my sodding camera. I sat in the lobby and beat out some work on the laptop for 3 hours waiting for the thing to charge. When I hit the road it was almost midday and when I finally figured out how to get and finally got to Glasnevin Cemetery, it was just about 1 o’clock. However, lets not get into details about petty things.

Connolly Commemoration Poster

Connolly Commemoration Poster

 

On my way I discovered many things: a poster of James Connolly , a Republican, Irish teacher whose ethics and morality raised the hopes of a nation. His participation in Easter Rising 1916 is a legendary historical moment for Irish people. This poster announces a commemoration to be held on the 12th. I also saw, a politically right wing propaganda poster plastered on a dirty window, a pub called, The Auld Triangle with a mural commemorating the 1981 Irish Hunger Strikes, and a statue commemorating the soldiers of C company who fell in the Easter Rising of 1916. 

 

How anyone could say Dubliners are contented with current events and the state of Free Ireland is beyond me; the historical struggle and thoughts of the people are represented in every corner of this noble, working class city. 

Across from the main necropolis of Glasnevin is St. Pauls, which is a sister graveyard. I found who I was looking for there and stood a moment in silence, reliving his voice through a song I was humming; he is a Dubliner and a famous musician by name of Luke Kelly  Luke repainted old Irish and Scottish folk tunes during the revival period of the 60’s and 70’s with the iconic band, The Dubliners.  
I crossed once more over the street to the main campus and waited for an official tour of the grounds of Glasnevin. The sky was brooding. As soon as the tour began and we made our way to the the graveside of Jeremiah O’Donovan Rossa. The storm clouds let loose. As it happened there came an actor reanimated as Padraig Pearse to give the famed graveside oration. I would love to bother you all about it but I won’t. I’ll leave you to look at it yourself (
Patrick Pearse’s Graveside Panegyric for O’Donovan Rossa)and simply end by saying that the way the actor stood and suffered the buffet of wind and downpour of rain made his performance chilling. We saw too, the graves of Eamon de Valera, one of the leaders of the 1916 Dublin uprisingAnne Devlin; Robert Emmets faithful soldier that torture and the sight of Emmets blood all over the rack could not make her mouth divulge, The republican poet and the wittful Brendan Behan, The heroine Countess Markievicz, the fated Roger Casement and many others who fought for the liberty of Ireland and injustices perpetrated against her sovereignty. It was still pissing buckets all over the tour group and myself.

A hungry feeling Came o’er me stealing And the mice were squealing In my prison cell And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle All along the banks of the royal canal.” –Brendan Behan, The Auld Triangle.

Myself by the side of Brendan Behan the author, poet, critic and rebel

Myself by the side of Brendan Behan the author, poet, critic and rebel