In Honour of Burns Day: more than orthography edition
For all my friends (and I have some!) (really — ed?) who plan to celebrate tonight by eating the inner organs of beasts,* (or rather, one organ from one species) irrigated with the distilled essence of barley, this:
And if you really want to go to the grotesquerie end of the scale, consider this early work of that latter day poet, M. Python.
Science and politics are always with us, and shall be blogged anon. But on this glorious occasion, and a Monday, no less, perhaps a drift into the possibilities of the surreal inherent in Highlands, whiskey and an ever contentious history may ease our way into the week.
I’m thinking today should be the day I lash out for a bottle of Lagavulin. Wotcha think?
*Warning! Celtic convergence alert, to the undoubted annoyance of both parties.
Image: Robert Scott Duncanson, “Scottish Landscape,” 1871.