read it twice to try to bone up on history before I got to Scotland - tibits about places. Learned a bunch about the Author's soapbox - how what we now think of as Scotland's history was coaxed by England and the real history of the island and its peoples has been obscured, distorted, or forgotten.
“In fact, until the late 20th century histories of Scotland often began not with the people who lived there but with invaders who came from somewhere else, ignoring 8 millennia of our prehistory and opening with the defeat of our ancestors by an army that had marched from the south.”
“Geology, fire, and ice formed the mosaic that makes up the story of Scotland.”
“Tuberculosis, measles, and smallpox originated in cattle. And if the farmers drank cow’s milk it was a fatally simple matter to ingest the pathogens. Pigs transmitted influenzas and whooping cough.”
“Over the long centuries of copying manuscripts as well as maps more mistakes crept in. Scribes simply sometimes wrote it down wrong. From nowhere it seems an r crept into Ibidae and the western archipelago forever became the Hebrides.”
“The name Scotland itself is obscure. It may derive from ‘scod’ - an old Gaelic word for a sail. A reference to sea raiders or pirates which is what the first Scots were when they began to attack Argyl. First impressions often stick. The Saxons are so called because they use the seax knife, a long dagger that can still be seen on the arms of the old counties of Essex and Middlesex. And the names of the Francs came from their destructive incursions into the Roman empire. It means ‘the fierce people’. The Gaelic word for Scotland is Alba, pronounced Al-a-pah and it was conferred by the Irish sea raiders and means something like ‘white land’ - perhaps a reference to the snow capped mountains they could see from their ships.”
“Too often we read history backwards and see a clear path behind us that was always going to lead to now. We invest events with far too much certainty and that can be a mistake, a misreading. The original derivation for the word history is from the Greek ‘histor’ meaning a witness. To understand our history better we should try to think like witnesses, try to grasp how events and the forces that shape them appeared to people at the time, not looking backwards knowing what the outcome was. Uncertainty ought to insist on its place as a constant theme.”
“The phrase ‘my right hand man’ is a memory of fighting in a shield wall. Most warriors were right handed and when they raised their sword arm to strike a blow they exposed their ribs to the thrust of a spear or an enemy’s sword. The defensive role of the right hand man was therefore critical but it also produced another effect. In a shield wall warriors also pushed their comrades forward especially if their shields were tight together, rim to boss. And this made battlefronts move to the right - wheeling like rugby scrums sometimes do. Right-hand men have a different supporting role in modern society. Perhaps it is not accidental that the best man at a wedding ceremony traditionally stands to the right of the groom.”
“Other names are functional. Cape Wrath, the farthest northwestern point of the Scottish mainland has nothing to do with anger. It too comes from Norse and basically means ‘turn left’.”
“The creation of fiction is an essential part of any spy’s set of skills.”
“The king’s jaunt was stage-managed by Sir Walter Scott and it saw the beginning of the wholesale adoption of highland iconography by all Scots. Which is very surprising. Only 60 years before the Highlands and Highlanders had been the victims of repressive legislation that attempted to break the power of the clans and succeeded. Now only had their been a concerted campaign of genocide and clearance after Culloden, acts of parliament banning the wearing of tartan and the playing of the pipes were put in place and lasted until 1782. And yet here was a portly king swathed in the stuff, swathspaying, reeling, and no doubt sweating around the halls of Holyrood palace. Something had changed. Very different stories were being told. In place of the highlands as a trackless resort of treacherous savages of warlike clans speaking a different language of a people intent on bringing down the British state, romance began to swirl around the bens and the glens.” (1760 James McPherson publishes poetry & stories from highlands →romance)
“In 1815 the Highland Society of London (by definition a club where sentiment always trumped reality) wrote to each of the clan chiefs asking for a swatch of their clan tartan so that it could be classified and registered. Most had no idea that any such thing existed. In a near contemporary painting of the highland charge at Culloden, clansmen are shown wearing a kilt of one set and a jacket or plaid of another. No two men are dressed the same. One historian has counted 23 different sets. This attempt at classification developed such momentum that more…fakery was cobbled together to support it. Two brothers by the name of John and Charles Edward Sobieski Stewart produced what they claimed was an ancient list of clan tartans called the Vesteriaum Scotticum. It was all hocum. No one ever saw a copy. But none of that mattered either. People wanted to believe. In the 19th Century monarchs set fashion trends and if the King wore a kilt then so did the rest of high society and even the middle classes. The textile mills of the border thrummed with good business.”
“No fewer than 14 of the US presidents claimed descent from the immigrants. In fact from 1829 to 1921 the White House was occupied for only 15 years by men who were not of Scotch Irish descent.”
“In many ways the kilts, the tartan sashes, and the pawky humor were part of a Scotland defined by England…Walter Scott has a great deal to answer for. Scotland is at its best when its horizons extend far beyond the Cheviots to the rest of the world as they did during the enlightenment. When Scots retreat into the cloying, paradic world of tartanry they are patronized, put in a box marked marginal, forever backward looking to a past that never existed.”