By John F. Di Leo -
As we reflect on the historic vote in Scotland this week (all votes seem to be “historic” these days, don’t they? Might have more to do with news network ratings than actual history), we Americans find ourselves rather conflicted.
On the one hand, we cheer for the idea of independence, a race memory of sorts that dates back to our own War for Independence over 230 years ago. We feel a special affinity for all members of the British Empire; we speak the same language, share the same customs, even enjoy many of the same television shows. Their heroes are our heroes, from James Bond in the Cold War to The Doctor in the Time War.
Even if our bloodline doesn’t reach to England itself – I’m more Irish, Italian, German and Austrian, myself, than the meager drops of Scottish and English blood I have, generations back – this shared history causes us all to watch the Scottish independence debate with a fraternal feeling. We like both sides, and root for both sides, as Anglophiles and as one-time members of that great Empire ourselves.