by LonelyPilgrim on Tue Mar 08, 2005 3:07 pm
"My country, 'tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty,
Of thee I sing.
Land where our fathers died,
Land of the Pilgrim's pride,
From every mountain side,
Let freedom ring!"
I've never really liked that one, actually.
And, while I may be American, my heritage is half Scottish. My family, while in America at the time, were significant supporters of the '45. I believe it was John Adair (it's the first name I'm unsure of) of Tennesee who sold off all of his considerable land to buy clothes, weapons, ammunition, a ship to take them, and a band of mercenaries to support Bonnie Charlie. My family has kept the toast "To the King, over the water" ever since.
And I wouldn't be bringing any of this up, if I didn't feel that I need to justify myself so you will grant me the privilege of having an opinion.
What's really sad is the way that Scotland treats those of Scottish heritage in the rest of the world. Most countries welcome the persons of their diaspora back with open arms, Ireland being a fine example. But England and Scotland (and how I love the irony of them having this in common!) want nothing to do with their diaspora. England looks down on persons with English heritage elsewhere as "colonials", while Scotland seems to regard us as little short of traitors for daring to regard ourselves as even the slightest bit Scottish while not being born and raised speaking Gaelic in some glen.
Nevermind that nationality is supposed to have little or nothing to do with political boundaries on some map. Or that most of the Scots who left Scotland had little choice. But I'm sorry, you only want to remember the Clearances when you want to feel sorry for YOURselves... forget the poor buggers who actually had to LEAVE!
And what really pisses me off, personally, is that when I first came here, I was in love with my Scottish heritage, and paid not one bit of attention to the German half of me. Now, after being here four years and being treated the way I've been treated by so-called 'true' Scots, I've developed a taste for Weiner Schnitzel and can't wait to learn some Duetsch. So, thank you for that, now, I'm off to have some strudel.
[hr]I sing of arms, and the man...
Man is free; yet we must not suppose that he is at liberty to do everything he pleases, for he becomes a slave the moment he allows his actions to be ruled by passion. --Giacomo Casanova