My DNA, according to Ancestory.com, says I’m mostly British, Scottish, and Irish. Which is kind of odd because I have a French surname. It turns out that I’m only 9% French thank God. I’m extremely proud to be a mixture of the of those glorious blood lines. But I’m especially proud to be a bit Scottish. I’m really happy I was born a male, and the ancient Scots were the ultimate males. So, in keeping with the modern trend, I identify as Scottish. I have a magnificent kilt, hand made in Glasgow, with an official Prince Charlie Jacket, and all of the accessories. When I wear my kilt, with a dagger on my belt, and a knife in my stocking, I feel very manly. That’s me in the picture below, first one on the left.
All of this northern European linage, of course means I’m very white. But my whiteness is tempered with a little Italian, and 1% South Asian, and of course the cursory bit of Spanish.
We just happen to be living in an age that being white is some kind of curse. I find that disturbing to say the least, because I’m damn proud to be white, and a bit Scottish. As a matter of fact, wearing a kilt makes it quite easy to bare my butt so if anyone doesn’t like my whiteness, they can kiss it.
The ancient Scotts were freedom lovers. They fought the Brits valiantly to maintain their freedom. Scotts were some of the fiercest warriors to ever walk on to a field of battle. They were totally willing to die for freedom.
THE DECLARATION OF ARBROATH – SCOTLAND 1320
“AS LONG AS A HUNDRED OF US REMAIN ALIVE, WE WILL NEVER BE SUBJECT TO TYRANNICAL DOMINION, BECAUSE IT IS NOT FOR GLORY OR RICHES THAT WE FIGHT, BUT FOR FREEDOM ALONE WHICH NO WORTHY MAN LOSES EXCEPT WITH HIS LIFE.”
John Knox, the reformer, born 1514 was a Scottish minister and theologian. He lead the country’s reformation and founded the Presbyterian movement. John Knox’s life was an incredible journey, and contributed greatly to the struggle for genuine human freedom. It is impossible in this blog to cover his life. Go to Wikipedia and read about this incredible man.
Scotland is a country rich in history and culture. Scotts are great inventors, engineers, and warriors, and just plain tough. Scotland is not a particularly hospitable place to live, so if you can survive there, you can probably survive anywhere. Take the time to study Scotland, and its history, check out the beautiful castles and bridges. The British destroyed Dunnottar, my ancestors castle, check out what’s left of it, and the story behind its destruction.
Am I the rugged, tough guy that William Wallace ( Brave Heart ) was? Not even close. But I’m extremely proud to have a little bit of that glorious Scottish blood. The love of freedom has certainly made its way down through the generations and resides in my heart.
I’m proud to be a white, Anglo Saxon, protestant. Don’t even think about suggesting that I not be. My heritage contains some of the greatest men and women that ever walked on this earth. Don’t misunderstand, I’m not suggesting my heritage is better than yours, and don’t suggest yours is somehow better than mine, and we will get along gloriously.
Never stop fighting for total freedom from any and all kinds of tyranny. It’s a worthy battle, worth losing your life for.
VERITAS VINCIT ~ LIVE FREE OR DIE