@RichardS7370 Thanks for all the hard work.
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@jk_rowling One of the many things that saddens me is the disinterested apathy amongst my female friends and family who are not aware of what is happening around them. Whenever I discuss the insestous infiltration of Scottish society by these nut jobs they only offer disbelief and denial.
This struck me at the time, @JimSpenceDundee, but it stayed with me too, enough to come back to it this morning. Silent coup isn’t a rhetorical flourish. It’s the only honest way to describe what you see when you look at Scotland without blinking. And nothing exposed it more clearly than the Sandie Peggie case. Here’s a nurse who raised a concern any woman in the country would recognise. She said she felt uncomfortable sharing a female changing room with a colleague who was born male. Instead of offering a practical solution, NHS Fife reacted as if she’d challenged a sacred doctrine. The tribunal had to remind them her belief was lawful, her discomfort was real, and she had the same equality protections as anyone else. That a public body needed to be told this by a judge says everything about how far our institutions have drifted from the people they are meant to serve.
And this wasn’t a one-off. You see the same reflex in the gender self-ID debate, in the way critical race theory is smuggled into public life, and in the harm-reduction dogma that insists addiction is a permanent identity rather than a condition people can recover from.
Different issues, same pattern. Ordinary people raise ordinary concerns, and suddenly they’re treated as if they’ve committed a moral crime. The institution’s job is no longer service. It’s enforcement. You’re not allowed to question the script. You’re not allowed to use the language everyone used for centuries. You’re not allowed to suggest that addicts can get clean without being accused of stigmatising them. In Scotland, we now have documentation that simply believing recovery is possible is itself labelled harmful. That is what ideological capture looks like in the wild.
All this unfolds while the country is visibly collapsing. Schools slipping. Hospitals breaking. Addiction deaths the highest in Europe. Infrastructure cracking like old plaster. And don’t get me started on the potholes. Navigating Glasgow’s roads is now a full-time obstacle course. Yet instead of governing, instead of tending to the basics, the political class fixates on symbolic battles. Pronouns. unconscious bias courses. language policing. theatrical offence-taking. Dead cats everywhere, strategically flung to stop the public noticing the state can’t perform its most basic duties.
Harm-reduction ideology fits this whole worldview like a glove. It treats people as static objects, not as souls capable of rising. It strips agency and calls it compassion. It rejects hope and calls it realism. And when you challenge it, you get the same cold institutional stare that Sandie faced. Not evidence. Not discussion. Just punishment for thinking outside the approved script.
This is the pattern.
Not a conspiracy. A worldview.
Not voted for. Slowly absorbed.
Not about helping people. About disciplining them.
Sandie Peggie didn’t invent the pattern. She & other brave women revealed it. And once you’ve seen it at work in gender policy, in race discourse, in addiction, in policing, in education, in the NHS, you realise Scotland didn’t drift into this by accident. Our institutions quietly swapped their foundations. Truth replaced by ideology. Competence by ritual. Service by policing thought and speech.
So what do we call this thing? It’s not old-school Marxism, It’s the modern offspring of that family, wearing updated clothes. It grew out of the cultural left, from the theories that replaced class struggle with identity struggle. It treats people not as individuals but as categories. It treats ordinary disagreements as moral offences. It doesn’t seize factories like the old communists. It seizes institutions, language, policy, HR departments, and moral authority. It governs through shame and intimidation, and because it never announces itself, it slides into public life without a single vote cast in its favour.
Academically you can call it postmodern critical theory, or the critical social-justice ideology. But ordinary people recognise it more plainly for what it is: a new ideological class that has captured the state while the country wasn’t looking.
That’s why your phrase silent coup landed so hard. It names what people feel in their gut but haven’t yet put into words. And the more plainly we say it, without fear, the more others will finally see it too.
Since MAGA is out there once again saying their Melon-hued Messiah is making “prayer great again”, let’s talk about God and Trump, shall we?
When Donald was a 5 year-old boy, he was caught throwing rocks at a baby in a crib in the neighboring yard.
When he was eligible for the draft, while his peers went off to war, he sought medical deferments for an ailment he didn’t have.
He left his first wife, who said he raped her, for his second wife, who he cheated on with his third wife, who he cheated on with a porn star and a Playmate, who he then paid to keep quiet, before he lied about the money he paid them.
Yes, really.
He bragged about grabbing women by the pussy when he wasn’t making fun of their looks, their weight, their menstrual cycles, or calling them “dogs,” he cheated people out of their money, stole from charities, mocked a disabled reporter, joked about Paul Pelosi being attacked by a man with a hammer, opined about having sex with his daughter, insulted people who stutter, said he didn’t want war-wounded amputees in his sight, golfed and tweeted while Americans died from Covid, incited horrific violence in order to install himself in an office he was voted out of, and then pardoned every single person who perpetrated the violence he himself incited.
He is named in the files of a notorious sex trafficker he spent decades being best friends with, and relocated said sex trafficker’s partner in crime to a bougie Club Fed cushioned with comforts most of the survivors of her abuse will never know.
Yes, really.
He’s a sociopathic, narcissistic, pathologically lying, serial sexual predator, and a bigoted, hateful, vitriolic criminal conman who refers to innocent immigrants as “vermin,” while praising murderous despots at the same time.
He can’t cite a single passage from the Bible when asked but will still sell them for profit, he doesn’t attend church but worships instead every Sunday at Our Lady of The Perpetual Mulligan, and he’s even had the audacity to refer to himself as the second coming of Jesus.
Yes, really.
God has turned him into a tomato-sauce-stained sloth-like felon with bruised hands, slurred speech and swollen ankles. God impeached him twice, made him lose reelection once and visited upon his first term in office a once-in-a-lifetime global pandemic which ravaged our country along with the rest of the world. And then God convicted him on 34 counts and found him liable of defamation, sexual abuse & business fraud.
God created someone as hateful, impulsive, intolerant, needy, angry, vengeful, malevolent, selfish, sadistic, depraved, amoral, areligious, idiotic, envious, devious and evil as Donald Trump, made his first presidency the most infamous in the history of time, and then rained down upon him the hammer of justice in historic fashion all so that he could return him to the office he once tried to steal?
That’s God at work, is it?
He handed the highest political office on the planet to the physical embodiment of the seven deadly sins rolled into a sadistic, senile, septuagenarian who personifies everything Jesus spoke against because he is so “devout”?
The truth is that slimmest plurality of Americans, comprised of the dumbest, most willfully self-sabotaging fools in this country put him back in office for a second term because they either couldn’t or wouldn’t vote for a Black woman.
But that victory is what the cult will point to as the “proof” their spiteful psychopathic savior was sent “by God.”
Really?!?
That he was “chosen” by God himself.
Well, that’s straight up bullshit.
But it’s also what they have to tell themselves, because despite everything he’s done and everything he’s said, despite what they can see with their own eyes and hear with their own ears—MAGA will still believe what they need to believe.
Because the truth is that this was never about God.
These people don’t worship God.
They worship Trump.
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Thank you for your attention on this important #TheoUpton matter.
@ForWomenScot Excellent letter. Well done for this. It's difficult for many people to understand how much damage this nonsense has done to the public sector. The work you have done is immeasurable and so important in starting to redress the damage. Thank you.
The Sandie Peggie employment tribunal is currently exposing, as perhaps no court case to date has, the issue of class as it relates to the top-down imposition of gender identity ideology in the workplace.
'Diversity officer' Isla Bumba has now admitted in court that she didn't bother consulting the 1992 regulations guaranteeing single-sex spaces when she told a trans-identified male, Dr Beth Upton, to use the female changing room at the hospital where he was working. Bumba justified this decision with comments that I assume sounded really clever and convincing, inside her own head.
'I don’t know anything about Beth’s body. I didn’t at the time. I don’t now. I don’t need to know. But it wouldn’t be something that I would ever have the information of exactly what she is made of, biologically.'
Kate Searle, a consultant in emergency medicine, backed Bumba up, expressing outrage on the witness stand that anyone would be so insensitive as to ask about Upton's chromosomes.
‘I could only imagine how upsetting and invasive a question that would be for Beth, and also not relevant to a colleague to ask another colleague. Beth identifies as female, and it does not matter what her chromosomes are to her.’
In Bumba and Searle's world, a belief that gender identity trumps biological sex is proof you're intellectually and morally superior to women like Sandie Peggie, so I'd imagine it's come as a shock to discover, in a blaze of public and press scrutiny, just how idiotic and cruel they appear to people outside their dinner party circle.
When Upton, a 6' tall, 28-year-old ex-rugby playing male, claimed that a petite 50-year-old female nurse was making him feel 'unsafe', his word appears to have been taken as gospel. Searle, Bumba and management fell over themselves to coddle the middle-class doctor who shared their voguish post-modern views on gender. What did Sandie matter? She's just one of those ghastly uninformed bigots who still thinks sex is real and important - so embarrassingly gauche and simplistic! Whisper it - she probably drinks red wine with chicken, too.
According to @tribunaltweets, an emotional Searle blurted out on the stand 'I am kind.' This is not something genuinely kind people need to say. Genuinely kind people don't find themselves compelled to explain in court why they helped whip up a witch-hunt against a woman whose only crime was wanting to change her clothes without a man watching.
Well, the nurse who was supposed to shuffle off in disgrace wasn't having it. Sandie Peggie refused to be sacrificed on the altar of elitist ideologues who believe themselves to be higher and better than she is. She fought back, for herself and for every other woman who's currently being silenced, persecuted and punished by a smug management class that preens itself on its virtue while imposing rampantly misogynistic policies on its workforce.
Sandie Peggie is a heroine. The woman NHS Fife thought they could treat abominably without any consequences to themselves has succeeded in shining the brightest spotlight yet upon the brain rot and compassion deficit suffered by supposedly intelligent people when they embrace gender identity ideology. Women everywhere owe her a debt of thanks. Whatever the outcome of this tribunal, Sandie Peggie has already won.