Current Mood: Feart
I can’t fully expound upon it with any well-rounded or entirely rational explanations, but, I have been incredibly nervous about the Scottish Referendum.
For those unaware, Scotland is holding a major vote today, the results of which will determine if Scotland will secede from the UK, becoming a truly independent country.
For those still befuddled, that’s right: Scotland is not technically a nation, at least not in the fully sovereign and separate sense that has essentially become the generally accepted idea of what makes a nation an actual, full-blown, lone country. (three cheers for the education system, huh)
Obviously the outcome of the ballot will have massive ramifications, one way or another (although admittedly one path seems as if it would lead to at least slightly massiver ramifications, in my humble opinion).
As an unenthusiastic American dead set on expatriating my way over to the UK (uh…er, Scotland and/or England) since the ripe age of five, my stomach has been contorted in surely most unnatural forms today.