Is this like the invention of the printing press? That not far from here started the reformation.
The thing about Scotland is that – as a country – it’s three raccoons in a trench coat. Not that every country isn’t, but from the outside Scotland almost looks coherent. I mean, everybody loves Scotland. Foreign and quaint but not too foreign, from the North American POv. Long united with the more dominant partner in the project of Empire, it left behind the Declaration of Arbroath for Union and – like Canada to the US – gets to focus on the small charms that make it different.
But its internal narrative is
(I say this all with love, Scotland. Please don’t send me home. They’re very nice raccoons. And a charming tartan trenchcoat.)
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