First they asked for support but the SNP did not give it. Then they came for the people but the Scottish Government did not protect them.
A Dundee businessmen falls from a window on to railings below – a horrible death now thought part of the new world order.
Here comes the Brexit showdown. Like a crazed marching band contest, we have the Brussels Bugles in from the East, the London Loons from the South and from Cardiff and Edinburgh, the Peeved Pipers. They crisscross the parade ground of public opinion – all noise and fancy steps, vying for attention.
Jeremy Corbyn was a spy for communist Czechoslovakia. Scrap that. He met Czech spies and this strongly suggests he may have a been a spy. No, Mr Corbyn met a Czech spy several times in the 1980s but the head of the Czech intelligence has dismissed any suggestion the Labour leader was a spy. Oh, and all along Mr Corbyn has also called the story rubbish.
Pete Wishart is the kind of phoney nationalist that blights the independence cause.
One event at next month’s Dundee Women’s Festival is entitled "Only 1 in 3 councillors in Scotland are women – why?!"
Whenever ‘superfoods’ are listed, it reads like the food we used to eat.
Patriotism is the last refuge of the scoundrel. What Samuel Johnson can’t have known when saying that was just how busy a refuge it would become.
The small guy is always the last to know. This seems a pattern of modern business and economics, that insiders have a heads-up on impending disaster while the small operators or the ordinary citizen is out in the cold.