This week in 2014, I drew a picture of a light going out. Seven years later, I did the same thing. It was the trade union that lit the candle of hope in Scotland at the time. This time it’s about our own crusader hanging his black rubber pants … at least for what can be expected. It was my last Wings cartoon.
We have been told that all good things must end – when good things go, my singing with Wings over Scotland is really great. As my peers have mentioned once or twice, political cartoonists generally work harder than I do (and the holidays are shorter): they have to come up with different ideas, accept editorial control, and spend tough time on short notice. must be.
On the other hand, I take a few days to figure out what my subject is, make my own decision about the image I create, and actually spend Fridays to produce it (throwing a little paper into it to crash into theatrical pressures in front of huge gin and tonic Previously, knowing that it would be published without question, send it safely to the stew, which was a difficult life, no.
So, before I go any further, I would like to thank Stu for the privilege of being a Wing Cartoonist. We will all be reminded when we look at my first attempt, I have never done anything like this before! He is grateful for giving me time and space to practice … you know, in public.
Perhaps despite the quality of the work, Stu refused to publish only three cartoons in nearly nine years, all for different but justifiable reasons. I think I must have drawn something like 400 at the time so I’m ready to bet the strike rate, not lucky enough to fit any cartoonist in the world. In fact, I made a few doshes out of the cartoons themselves and arranged the merchandise behind them.
But perhaps the most rewarding of all is that in many cases I have loved my whole life because of my subject matter – Scottish independence. During those weeks (often not to be honest) when I was satisfied with the humor and action of the painting, I sometimes added to my inanimateness by claiming to myself that it had helped to draw public opinion. It was close to the pro-independence majority — yes it hit even a small category for the movement.
Sadly, that movement no longer exists. For good reason this site, as elsewhere, has lost the friendliness and patience of that broad church with the enthusiasm and energy we all had. Later, as I searched for a weekly subject matter and the humor became more complex, I discovered that whatever I drew was sure to disappoint or annoy someone who called it ‘our side’.
Sturgeon & Salmond loyalists SNP & Alba have sparked online battles between large-scale egg-breakers between Trans activists and women’s rights defenders, Plan B supporters and Article 30, the Development Commission and supporters of Smackeroni. Witnessing to all who like the end and the small end is depressing.
The worst thing for me is that they infiltrate my work to the extent of self-censorship. Most recently I let go of the easy option, go for the easy goal – that week was not really something to be taken lightly. The task of a political cartoonist is to intimidate and intimidate and, if necessary, to harass. However, in an attempt to keep my and the wing audience as large as possible, I shamefully tried to do the opposite. For that reason, the decision to finally pull the plug was something like a relief to me.
I have some idea of what to do next and where – I’m sure it doesn’t include the usual political cartoons. The wings have been shown solely to give a sense of proportion. Although my cartoon life is easy, I don’t do it in vain. Meanwhile, despite those miserable attempts to retain a wider appeal, my own ‘constituency’, as publishers like to call it, was, like any other, severely affected by the cultural wars of the movement itself.
My relationship with this site and Stu is obvious, but I know, drawing, writing, inspiring and sharing enough to pull people off on my own.
(Certainly enough for someone to send me to Twitter, because after years of accumulating a steady stream of followers, last year I suddenly hit an invisible brick wall. Apparently I need to know my location and Twitter to remind me when I forget it Kill my followers.)
I regret coming to this, and I regret the loss of friends and champions in my work, in internal conflicts that I admit have not always gone up. But forgiveness and charities seem to be lacking in some places. The only true path to enlightenment and independence seems to be very narrow and should not encourage my tendency to go among the bushes on the opposite side.
I am not saying that Hamish had a last attempt. We live in the hope that a second free referendum will be called and another yes movement will be launched. We do not know when. My fear is that yes the divisions that the business is currently divided into will be so deep and painful that if that time comes and then it will not heal. I strongly hope I am wrong.
Meanwhile, for everyone who wants Scotland to be a normal country, I would like to thank Rev. Stu for his tireless work over the past nine years. We can expect a lot of inappropriate and kind responses from the usual places for mothballing news on this site – most of them yes from people in the business. It would be wrong for anyone who supports independence for Scotland, who is working against the absurd distortions of the trade unionist case, to rejoice at the end of the wings.
They must remember that no one has penetrated the lies and hypocrisy of our opponents with as much criminal prowess, enthusiasm, and anger as Stuart Campbell. Celebrated only by unionist politicians and their toys in the mainstream media. They are the ones who can get the most convenient journey from here.
I would also like to publicly extend my support and congratulations to Stu for the future. You don’t have to agree with everything he did and said to admit that he paid a good price for being uncompromising. I know only half of it and it’s an injustice to shout. I have never in my life met anyone who lied, misrepresented, threatened and abused me. He should rest from it all.
Finally, I thank you for your kind words, for sharing my work on social media, for supporting our books, and for my love for Hamish. Suppose we all meet again.
– Chris Keynes, 25 September 2021