The Hunger Games
Today Britain’s Invisible Man spoke at The Hunger Games. Actually, he didn’t. Like most of the No campaign he made reference to past events, in this case those wonderful days when we opened the Olympics, Sir Chris Hoy’s thighs glistened, Mr Bean entertained us, and Danny Boyle pretended we still believed in the NHS. He said, recalling that wonderful summer: ‘Team GB – the greatest winning team in the history of the world’.
Many of you will have been immobilised today with the phone ringing off the hook after the PMs plea that our neighbours call Scotland and plead for us vote No.
What’s going on? I thought we weren’t supposed to politicise sport? Remember the cascade of abuse that rained down on Salmond when he celebrated Andy Murray’s victory? Remember only recently when Jack McConnell called for their to be a halt in campaigning during the Commonwealth Games? [okay that was quickly and quietly binned]. Witness the quiet desperation of Johann Lamont’s latest story that supermarket prices would skyrocket. Vote No for cheap Mince. If Alan Little is right [and he probably is] then what’s happening is there’s some real panic going on.
The sharp contradictions and incoherence of the hijacking of a sporting occasion aren’t surprising, symbol and flag-waving is the main content form of the old empire.
Now all of this odd behaviour is circling about a Prime Minister losing grip on reality as he staggers about trying to both direct a hapless campaign and pretend he isn’t. He is Britain’s Invisible Man representing a disappearing union, flickering out of sight before our very eyes.
Anyway, here’s Salmond’s response, make your own mind up: