On reflection, the referendum on Scottish independence was not a referendum at all. It was a psychological episode. A national spasm. Scotland’s “Death of Diana” moment.
That can be the only explanation for why, in the days, weeks and months that have followed the vote, so many normally sane, well balanced and intellectually robust Scotsmen have packed their bags, taken out their pristine white handkerchiefs, and waved farewell to their senses. Not to put too fine a point on it, the Scots have lost the plot. Not all of them. But enough of them.
