Prior to the Union, three hundred years ago, Scotland was a nation that bickered with itself, and Scotland and England were regularly at each others throats. The Union isn't perfect but it has kept the peace.
Till now. Times change, of course, but people, by and large, do not, unless they learn from history.
I went out to look at the Moon tonight. Such a mysterious and beautiful and wondrous object. Tonight it was very bright and later on it was surrounded by chiffon clouds, and reminded me of a Blake engraving. And then I remembered something ghastly I read a while ago, about the Chinese (I think) building something on it, or planning to do so. How awful it would be, to look up at the Moon and see some vast scaffolding or a mine or something. I'm glad that I've lived at a time when for most of my life the Moon was unassailable, mysterious, and certainly 'undeveloped'. Planet Earth's 'Other', and I hope she remains so until long after I'm gone.
So, events unfold and we cast around looking for certainties while we await the next stage.