The Celtic Syndrome

There’s an odd affliction which affects people of a Celtic persuasion and that is that they seem to put their obsession with their club and their equal if not greater obsession with their hatred of Rangers, before anything even careers and by extension the well being of their families. This is at its most telling when otherwise rational people risk their jobs and futures in order to misappropriate and then leak documents not intended for the public eye as long as they pertain to anything bleak about Rangers. So we have Celtic supporters within HMRC illegally firing out emails about the Rangers tax issues and now we have Celtic supporters in legal circles risking everything to pilfer the Martin Bain legal case documents and stick them in the public domain. It’s called the Celtic Syndrome and is the same disease which has seen the almost Gramscian slow march through the institutions of Scottish Catholics who bleat about inequality while refusing to employ or promote anyone who doesn’t attend Parkhead every second Saturday. We can see this in action most prominently at Glasgow City Council where it’s almost a Celtic closed shop and increasingly at BBC Scotland where arse numbing left leaning liberalism has been compounded by an eye bulging obsession with Celtic resulting in the fancy new headquarters on the Clyde being known now as Pacific Quay CSC.


I was telling all of this to Pat Nevin as we drove south for a delightful weekend in the country to recharge our batteries and escape the humiliation of our appearance at the Holyrood Justice Committee where we were mocked by Dr Stuart Waiton who, as a social scientist had a grasp of Scottish society that a couple of wet, anecdote dependent sports pundits could only dream of. What’s worse is that not content with showing us up during the debate, he’s now taken to phoning me in the middle of the night and calling me a prick so I took Pat and his two stories, got in the Jag and took off for the Lake District after procuring keys to a cottage there.