Prospects brilliant! Current situation desperate!

PROSPECTS BRILLIANT. CURRENT SITUATION DESPERATE: From The Province Of The Cat by George Gunn

When the Swedish playwright August Strindberg was asked how his career was going he answered, “Prospects brilliant! Current situation desperate!”  The same could be said of Scotland as we approach the election on May 7th. One reason is that the country is being split apart by the political decisions taken by governments and agencies beyond our shores and borders and out with our control. The ever-growing rift between the rich and poor is a testament to this.

A recent report by Oxfam – “Resisting The Rule Of The Rich: Protecting Freedom Against Billionaire Power” – found that the wealth of billionaires increased by more than 16% in 2025, three times faster than the average of the past five years, to $18.3 trillion. This is the highest level in history. This is enough to eliminate extreme poverty, worldwide, 26 times over. This figure, according to Oxfam, is equivalent to the total wealth held by the bottom half of humanity, which is 4.1 billion people.

In Scotland, this inequality means that the richest 2% of households have more wealth than the bottom 50%. At the same time one in five people live in poverty. For a country with a population of 5,546,900 this is unsustainable economic madness. This is why a society constructed like this will fall apart. Such inequality cannot hold together. This is the current desperate situation. If the wealth created and generated in Scotland were redistributed then, like Strindberg, we would have “Prospects brilliant!”. Poverty in Scotland could be a thing of the past.

So the question is: why is this not happening? According to Oxfam one in four people, globally, don’t have enough to eat and half the worlds population lives in poverty. Most of these people, one way or another, have no access to a political process that could change their situation. We are living in what Oxfam’s report calls the “Billionaires Decade”. The number of billionaires in 2025 topped 3000 for the first time. Billionaires are 4000 times more likely to hold political office than ordinary people, with a World Value Survey of 66 countries finding that almost half of all the people polled said that the rich often buy elections in their country. On both sides of the House of Commons sit those rule over us and 20% of them went to either Oxford or Cambridge Universities and as of July 2024, of the 58 prime ministers to date, 31 were educated at the University of Oxford (including 13 at Christ Church), and 14 at the University of Cambridge (including six at Trinity College). In Ukania private education buys elections. In Ukania the richest 56 people – all billionaires – have a combined wealth greater than 27 million other people combined, or 36% of the Ukanian population. In Ukania money buys elections.

This is the desperate situation Scottish democracy finds itself in. Increasingly, due to the pressure such extreme inequality exerts on society, it will be correspondingly difficult to preserve our democracy. Ultimately, no democracy can survive in this un-real and unnecessary reality. In a perfect world a country the size Scotland should have a thriving and robust democracy. But should is a big country with an even bigger neighbour: could. Scotland could have a thriving and robust democracy if we were an independent country. Scotland should be able to have a political culture that accounts for the wealth that exists and redistribute it equitably. Scotland could have a brilliant future if we had control over our natural resources. If the political will existed we would be able to create an equitable society that had a thriving and robust democracy because of economic equality. But this will be difficult. All the repressive and reactionary bills the Tories passed during their inglorious reign are still on the statute books of Westminster. Labour have done nothing to replace them In fact they have doubled down on many of them.

In one of his many brilliant essays, the Irish poet Seamus Heaney remarks that a poem is essentially made from two factors: one is story and the other is language. In the light of that what we have to decide on in Scotland is just what story about our country we want to tell? The language we use must, by necessity, as we move into a post-neo-conservative future, embrace the “Prospects brilliant!” principle of Strindberg. The story of Scotland must be a positive one. It has to be, in these insecure times, about the security inherent in a society that shares wealth, that values the welfare of its people and nurtures the natural environment. In fact, the very opposite of what SSEN (Scottish and Southern Electricity Networks) are busy doing in the North Highlands at the moment, which is trashing the environment and ploughing roughly over the concerns of the local population in pursuit of corporate profit. This is just a brutal example of the “Current situation desperate!” too frequently occurring in Scotland.

The real social security of our people, their welfare, is what an independent Scotland has to proclaim as our fundamental goal. We have to realise that economic inequality creates social emergencies. That it weakens the Scottish economy in general terms, fuels division and holds back progress on all fronts. Especially when it comes to renewable energy and the ugly, exploitative, unregulated environmental trashing machine that it has tragically become.

On the other hand Ukania has proven that it cannot, is not interested in providing, economic equality and opportunity for the majority. Each consecutive Westminster budget shows that no matter who is in power the interests of the rich are protected as are the financial assets of an elite, and that they have no sympathy with the idea of social justice, preferring the profitable inequality of “market” capitalism and the financialisaton of services and infrastructure. Also Ukania is isolationist when it comes to Europe, too eager to suck up to the USA, and chauvinistic and hostile when it comes to asylum seekers. Conversely, Scotland must be willing to enter into social, economic and political agreements with other countries, especially our near neighbours, and to be open to those refugees seeking sanctuary from oppression.

Devolution within Ukania has meant decline within Scotland. What the possibility of independence represents is the chance for progress. The energy Scotland produces must benefit the people of Scotland and that can begin with pricing. The nationalisation of land and electrical generation are other pre-requisites. As part of Ukania our energy is exploited for private profit outwith Scotland. As is our land.

All progress hinges upon political desire and desire is linked to consent. This is the quandary, the paradox of the independence issue. Our desires are infinite in their pretensions but limited by the energy from which they proceed. The question is: do we desire to be a normal independent and democratic people, or are we content to give our consent to another power so that they can control us?  Or, to put it another way, are we content to amass our individual gold while the nation is stripped of its wealth?

In the social space it is difficult to get a meaningful dialogue going. The BBC and the media generally in Scotland display, embrace and employ the same tactics in relation to independence as Donald Trump does to truth. They create a meaningless void and then fill it with noise so that any discussion is impossible. Our mental faculties are stripped of reason from the contradictions broadcast from on high. Our mistake is in not recognising  this as wretched: it is inhuman.

But we are all compliant in this wretchedness. The media moguls, Trump, Starmer, the billionaires do not recognise human wretchedness. If they did it might inevitably lead to them believing in something other than their own preservation and enrichment. And it is here the language used to inform us of reality fails us. So it follows that Scotland refusing planning permission for the building of new nuclear reactors on Scottish soil is spun as denying people work. Assembling a confederacy of gangsters to profit from the genocide and the defilement of the dead in Gaza is hailed as a contribution to world peace. These are the pincers of contradiction that we are asked to grasp. These are the horrors we are expected to accept. And all the while we are asked to stay passive, to suspend our reason, to avert our attention, to refuse to recognise reality, to stay weak and silent, to disappear into our smartphones.

Meanwhile in the real everyday world of politics and poverty we have to, within our society, accomplish the possible. If we can do that then we can reach out and try and touch the impossible. If we remain paralysed, as we seem to be at the moment, we will accomplish nothing. For example, if I was a stranger to Caithness and I was thinking of visiting or even coming to live, and I picked up a copy of the John O Groat Journal or the Press and Journal, and read them then I would not be overly inclined to either visit or settle. These newspapers are examples of paralysis. They are stuck in a time warp of lairdism, inferiorism, royalism, unionism and militarism where everything that is wrong with the North of Scotland is the fault of Inverness or Edinburgh and most certainly the SNP, but never Westminster. London is serious politics. Edinburgh is not. Within the pages of these blatts some magic notions abound: that all social ills and societal failures will be miraculously set right by a visit from the King. The late Queen Mother was their royal deity of choice. Well, at least she had the appropriate hats.

All this does is to generate a sense of knowing your place in the social strata. It is the editorial mantra of the totalitarian parish. This artificial, enforced false duty will kill us all. It robs us of our sense of self and our ability to reason. Of course, the editorial mantra of the totalitarian parish is a dream. It does not believe in the reality of the present. To break free of this freezing influence it is necessary to accept that it exists, that it is finite and that it is pointless. If we are to live in the future, where the prospects are brilliant, then we must be relentless in our belief in a better, more equitable world. It is preferable to hope for a moment than to despair indefinitely.

©George Gunn 2026

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  1. Meg Macleod says:

    Perhaps the overwhelming weight of their wealth will be their demise..as it brings them to a place of unjustified self belief making outragrous decisions that wont be tolerated…such imbalances topple…given time..tides will turn
    Nothing is absolute….small changes at the quantum level always at work…patience in the face of such things is very difficult…

    1. Daniel Raphael says:

      …given time…small changes…

      Aye, that’s the rub. Time overtakes us and indeed is gathering velocity.

  2. Fay Kennedy says:

    I will hold that concluding sentence with me. As always George you inform and inspire.

  3. Hector says:

    The SNP have spent eighteen years enriching the lairds with all manner of public funds which encourage them to evict tenants .
    Yet no one says a word

  4. Graeme McCormick says:

    The Scottish government works within a straitjacket, but it is a straitjacket of its own making.

    It constantly pleads that it needs more money from Westminster when even under the devolution settlement it has an almost unlimited potential to raise public funds to vanquish poverty in Scotland and set us apart from rUK. Even its civil servants admit that it has powers which the political leadership claim they don’t have.

    Let’s take energy, a reserved issue; but if it’s reserved why has the SG committed £5b to climate change in its budget ? By way of illustration, if you divide that figure by the number of households and non domestic rated property in Scotland you produce a figure about the average annual energy costs of a Scottish household.

    So under devolution the SG could subsidise every household and non domestic enterprise with almost free energy. It doesn’t take much imagination to see that offer as a huge independence vote and produce a 5 year scheme under independence to deliver almost free energy from renewables which doesn’t harm the environment and keeps everyone warm .

    Straitjackets are in the mind. If you act as an independent Scotland there is no straitjacket.

  5. Roddy says:

    Superb.
    I agree.

  6. Douglas says:

    Thomas Piketty in his excellent “A Brief History of Inequality” reminds us just how much wealth was redistributed in the years between 1900 and 1980 off the back of organized, militant Labour and argues the need to return to “confiscatory” tax levels, so, 90% tax rate on earnings over one million per year…

    There is hope, the hope lies in the former social.model which Thatcher and Reagan went to such lengths to undo…

    Who can swallow for much longer a country where “breakfast clubs” for children are touted as an advance, turning children’s need to eat in the morning into something akin to a hobby or pastime?

    The only factor missing in George’s piece is the outsized military budget the UK has, absolutely necessary due to the incessant bombardment in the media of this threat of that, whether more imagined than real as in the case of China, or completely made up as in the case of Blair and Iraq…

    “There is an infinite amount of hope in the universe, but not for us” (Kafka)

    1. Douglas says:

      Viva la Quinta Brigada
      Rumba-rumba-rumbala
      Viva la Quinta Brigada
      Rumba-rumba-rumbala

      Que nos cubrira de gloria
      Ay Carmela, ay Carmela, ay Carmela!
      Que nos cubrira de gloria
      Ay Carmela!!!

      Luchamos contra los moros
      Rumba-rumba-rumbala
      Mercenarios y fascistas
      Ay Carmela, ay Carmela!!

      Mercenarios y fascistas
      Ay Carmela, ay Carmela!!!

      En el frente de Granada
      Rumba-rumba-rumbala
      No tenemos dias lunes
      No tenemos dias martes
      Ay Carmela!!
      Con los tanques y las bombas
      Ay Carmela, ay Carmela!!

      Viva la Quinta Brigada!
      Viva la Quinta Brigada!
      Ay Carmela, ay Carmela!!

      Viva la Quinta Brigada
      Ay Carmela, ay Carmela!!!

      1. Douglas says:

        Cuando canta el gallo negro
        Es que ya se acaba el dia
        Cuando canta el gallo negro
        Es que ya se acaba el dia

        El gallo negro es grande
        Pero el gallo rojo es valiente
        El gallo negro es grande
        Pero el rojo es valiente

        Ayyyyyyyy que desencanto!!!

        Se enfrentaron en la arena
        Los dos gallos frente a frente
        El gallo rojo es valiente
        Pero el negro es traicionrro
        El gallo rojo es valiente
        Pero el negro es traicionero

        Ayyyy que descanto!!!!

        Gallo negro, gallo negro
        Yo te lo advierto
        Un gallo rojo solo se rinde
        Cuando ya esta muerto
        Un gallo rojo solo se rinde
        Cuando esta muerto…

        Ay gallo negro
        Yo te lo advierto
        Un gallo rojo solo se rinde
        Cuando ya esta muerto!!

  7. Marybel Tracey says:

    I love love what George Gunn has to say. He writes so well with facts and from the heart. But Douglas I am a person unable to translate or speak in any other language but the one in which I write. I am ashamed of this. I can make a stab at French and Italian but whatever you have written is beyond me . Translation please.

    1. Douglas says:

      They’re two old songs from the Spanish Civil War which I sing to myself in the shower from time to time to buck myself up…

      The first one is about a famous brigade on the Republican side, the Fifth Brigade (though I have read this was actually meant to be the legendary 15th brigade and someone screwed up, which is to say, the Abraham Lincoln Brigade, the international volunteers) and it tells of fighting the Moors “fascists and mercenaries”, and the front in Granada, where “there are no Monday and no Tuesdays” only tanks and bombs… It’s a very famous song in Spain on the Republican side, and the refrain “Ay, Carmela, Ay Carmela” (Ay is oh!)is presumably an address to a woman named Carmela: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EFbQjMyAlII

      The second song is called The Two Roosters, the black rooster and the red rooster. The black rooster is fascism and the song tells how the black rooster is big but the red rooster is brave, the red rooster is brave but the black rooster is treacherous, and how they face off together in the sand… the song ends with a warning to the black rooster that a red rooster only surrenders when dead…

      https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vWioAkRZCD0

      It’s probably less well known, it was written by Chicho Sánchez Ferlosio, who was a anti-Francoist singer-songwriter whose own father was the man who actually set up the Falange, Rafael Sanchez Mazos, a pure 100% fascist… so the son rebelled against the father… his brother was also a very distonguished writer and novelist, Rafael Sanchez Ferlosio, also an anti-fascist…

      Anyway, anti-fascism is back if Fascism is back, which it clearly is…

    2. Alistair Taylor says:

      Aye, me too Marybel.
      Douglas gets carried away with all things Spanish.
      La Quinta Brigada (5th Brigade) foughtvagainstv Franco and the facists. In the Spanish Civil war.

      Parlez the Doric masel
      Hivnae got ma glesses
      Sorry for typos

  8. Gordon Cuthbertson says:

    Excellent article and thanks to Douglas for his comments. Off to listen to those songs now

  9. Douglas says:

    Thanks, Gordon, here’s the great anarchist song, To The Barricades, o A Las Barricadas!!!

    Negras tormentas agitan los aires / Dark storms stir the air
    nubes oscuras nos impiden ver. / black clouds prevent us seeing
    Aunque nos espere el dolor y la muerte / even if pain and death await us/
    contra el enemigo nos llama el deber. / against the enemy, duty calls.

    El bien más preciado es la libertad / the most valuable good is freedom
    hay que defenderla con fe y valor. / we must defend it bravely and with faith

    Alza la bandera revolucionaria / raise the revolutionary flag
    que del triunfo sin cesar nos lleva en pos. / triumph without end is our aim
    Alza la bandera revolucionaria / raise the revolutionary flag
    que del triunfo sin cesar nos lleva en pos. / triumph without end is our aim

    En pie el pueblo obrero, a la batalla / standing tall the working people, to battle
    hay que derrocar a la reacción. / the forces of reaction must fall

    ¡A las barricadas! ¡A las barricadas! / To the barricades, to the barricades!
    por el triunfo de la Confederación. / For the triumph of the Confederation
    ¡A las barricadas! ¡A las barricadas! / To the barricades, to the barricades!
    por el triunfo de la Confederación. / For the triumph of the Confededration!

    * The Confederation, the CNT, Spain’s biggest anarchist union, who didn’t believe in parliamentary elections but direct action, and in whose numbers ranked the legendary Buenaventura Durruti

    A las barricadas, a las barricadas!!!
    por el triunfo de la Confederación!!!

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZAgWC9G8WY&t=33s

    Tremendo / Temendous…

    1. Douglas says:

      One of the truly extraordinary things about the Spanish Civil War is that it’s the only time in western european history, that tjhe Anarchists actually won, to begin with at least, they put down Franco’s coup in Barcelona and controlled the whole city and indeed Catalonia…

      What did they do with it? Well, they went into coalition with the much despised Catalan bourgeosie…with Companys and his republican liberal party and others…

      Their ascendancy in Catalonia lasted until the May Days of 1937, which Orwell got caught up in, when the by then Communist dominated govt in Madrid decided enough was enough and put down anarchists and the Trotskyist POUM in Barcelona by force of arms…

      One of the victims of Stalin’s men in Spain was Jose Robles, translator and best friend of the American writer, John Dos Passos…

      Dos Passos, a Communist at the time of Robles’s disappearance, was totally transformed by Robles’ murder, fell out with Hemingway, his big mate, and by the 70s was voting for Nixon….

      But A Las Barricadas!!! really captures the fervour of those times…

      There all sorts of things wrong with Spain, but their passion for life is always utterly compelling…

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