I never realised how emotional I would feel over their referendum.
Like so many others, I have been watching this build up for tomorrow’s vote, seen the arguments and tried to weigh up their and Spain’s actions against a future Scottish independence campaign.
I knew I supported their right to have a vote – democracy should never be rationed – and that my preference (being a vile nationalist) would be for their independence but this last week it’s gone from logic to emotional. Now I need them to win, the anticipation is like a stomach ache.
A country half the size of Scotland with a similar population, no wonder they can get the crowds out. The positivity and joy of those that want to take control of their nation is infectious. We may have had smaller crowds but I remember the atmosphere in George Square in the run up to our vote.
We were musical but not as organised as this:
I think it was after watching that I started to get “the feels.”
Self-determination should involve head and heart.
It’s well worth 30 minutes of your time.