Gee whiz, you would almost begin to think like they do –
without us, chaos.
As we look around it appears that people have this desire to
be with others who look like themselves; who act like themselves; who share
various levels of commonality in their morals; their values; their discipline;
their charity; their character and their religion.
The melting pot mythology may have captured the imaginations
of American politicians and propagandists (yes, we know, that’s redundant) but
around the globe the looming developing nations are not based on propagandistic
promises of mixing race, religion, culture and values – it’s the exact
opposite.
Then again, in some places, the same people; the same
culture; those with the same look, dress and behavior have survived for millennia. Such is the way of the Scots. Those funny sounding folk where the men wear
skirts and so do the women. These are
the people who brought the world two** of the greatest gifts from any culture –
golf and that wonderful smoky beverage – single malt whisky.
We are going to ignore golf because it is a challenge unlike
most others – it appeals to millions even though only a chosen few can bring
about the timely collision of a quickly swung club and a tiny ball resting
nicely on mother earth with the purpose of propelling the ball a certain
distance and a certain direction to land in a certain spot on a well manicured
piece of earth with the intent now of slowly moving a different club to make
contact with the resting ball so that it falls into a tiny hole about 3 times
the size of the ball. Sometimes, many
times, it is possible to move the ball great distances in just one, or two, or
three strokes and take as many or more strokes to move it very short distances
into the tiny hole. The Scots call this last activity – putting.
The Scots used to play this “game” on land near the oceans
and seas and bays that surround their beautiful country. Why did they choose these lands? Because these lands – near the sea; near the
salt water; had no productive growing purpose – you couldn’t farm them. Nothing would grow on them but nature’s most
hardy plants which were not tasty, or nutritional. But like the very people who wandered over
these links where land met sea; they were survivors – they were tough – they stuck
together.
But let’s talk about single malt – quick lesson. Making any form of booze is pretty
simple. You need to ferment something
containing sugar – which means most things that grow. Then you need to distill (separate) the
alcohol based result of fermentation from the glop that was fermented and then,
you can drink it – in the American Appalachian mountains this beverage is known
as “white lighting.” If you are a
bit more patient and have the ability to plan ahead; fortunately the Scots do,
you can age the product. Aging is best
done in barrels – wooden barrels – not plastic and the makeup of the barrel (wood
source) as well as treatment of the wood (burning, prior contents) when
combined with a patient aging process produces better tasting and no longer
white, booze. Single malt must be the
product of the fermentation of just one grain – barley. And those barrels must be made from oak and
the aging period – minimum of three years.
Closing comment – we support Scottish independence for the
same reason we support anyone’s or any peoples independence – we believe in
people, not sheeple. God love the Scots
for their survivability – as to the Brits with their fear campaign – same old,
same old. Remember you wonderful people
of Scotland – darn near everyone else has kicked the Brits out and life goes
on.
Will fear win out, again?
We don’t know. Just because fear rules America does not mean it will prevail in Scotland or any other place where
the gathering of people with commonality of one or several things leads to a
rugged independence of belief in self and community. Regardless, TheFundamentals thanks you
Scottish people for these two wonderful gifts but more we thank you for your
spunk, your toughness and your God fearing independence.
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