http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ruJ6mmZ0cbU
Moral Reprobate?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ruJ6mmZ0cbU
“My Love is Like a Red Red Rose” by the lovely Eddi Reader:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUs-5dHFksw
Happy Birthday!!!!!!
Well, I would not condemn him as a commie. Economic conditions were so dreadful back then, there were so many people suffering and actually starving to death in Scotland and the abuses of the aristocracy so cruel and prevalent, that a compassionate soul who could not predict the future might well support some ideas to equalize matters a bit.
But he was pretty hard on the womenfolk, for sure! Poor Jean bore him nine children, and it seems he could hardly look at a woman without starting a child. A naughty lad.
At the end of his visit, he is shown into a ward with a number of patients who show no obvious signs of injury. He goes to examine the first man he sees, and the man proclaims:
Fair fa' yer honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain e' the puddin' race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
painch tripe or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace
as lang's my arm.
The Englishman, somewhat taken aback, goes to the next patient, and immediately the patient launches into:
Some hae meat, and canna eat,
And some wad eat that want it,
But we hae meat and we can eat,
And sae the Lord be thankit.
This continues with the next patient:
Wee sleekit cow'rin tim'rous beastie,
O what a panic's in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
wi' bickering brattle.
I wad be laith to run and chase thee,
wi' murdering prattle!"
"Well," the Englishman mutters to his Scottish colleague, "I see you saved the psychiatric ward for the last."
"Nay, nay," the Scottish doctor corrected him, "this is the Serious Burns unit."