It WOULD appear that many in the Scottish Government enjoyed celebrating Robert Burns’ birth in tartan-and-heather-strewn halls up and down the country over the past week. Yet, with another year gone and still no move to give the Bard’s language official status, it is of the most jaw- dropping hypocrisy
Whether Scots is a language or a dialect is up for debate. What is certain, however, is that it will be dead within a generation if it is not given official status as an equal and valid member of the Germanic language family.
From ending the detrimental psychological effects on children who are told from day one that they speak slang, to protecting the identity and individuality of Scotland in a world drifting towards uniform and soulless Anglo-American monotony, there are a myriad of reasons for protecting Scots.
The annual patronising and misappropriation of a culture by politicians who subsequently reject it in every shape and form is obscene in its irony, insulting in its ignorance and, from what I hear, frequent in its mispronunciations. Only equality for the Scots language over the next year will avoid another linguistic Brigadoon come January.