From: "Dave Coull" <davecoull-AT-uka.co.uk>
Date: Wed, 20 Oct 1999 13:23:16 +0000
Subject: Re: Sports/anti-jockism


Scott wrote

>Is it derogatory like calling all Irish Paddy

Of course it's derogatory, but like many 
derogatory terms some people wear
it as a badge of pride

>or does it have 
>another source?

The origin of the term is that, during the Eighteenth
Century, in the aftermath of the 1715 and 1745 British
civil wars between the Hanoverians and the Jacobites, 
in which the French sided with the supporters of King
James, it became common in England to refer to Scottish 
Jacobites as "Jocks"  (from the French word for James).
This quickly became a way of referring to  ALL  Scots
people  -  despite the fact that the majority of Scots
were actually opposed to the Jacobites ! Nowadays,
the term is also used by the Irish and the Welsh when
referring to somebody from Scotland. It is also widely
understood internationally   -   for instance, a lot of people 
in Germany, Italy, France, India, Pakistan, and many 
African countries would assume that "jock" means 
somebody from Scotland.
 
>I always wondered what the Aztec Camera song lyric 
>"Jock's got a vote in Parochia" from 'Good Morning Britain' 
>meant.

I don't know the song, but since "Parochia" presumably
comes from the word "parochial", I would assume that
this song lyric is a reference to a "Little Scotland" mentality.
In actual fact, the Scots tend to be more internationally
minded than the English. The Tory Party's English nationalist, 
anti-foreigner, Save The Pound, we-want-currency-with-
-the-Queens-head-on-it, campaign is going down like 
a lead balloon here.

>ps - speaking of Myland, err Scotland, I've been checking 
>out British immigration rules as unlike Carp, I'm not a nativist, 
>and personally I'd rather live a quiet existance in Ullapool 

Many years ago, when I was working as a bricklayer,
I worked on a building site in Ullapool for three months,
living in a first a caravan, then a hut, on the site. 
I arrived in the middle of Summer. The first night 
I spent there, I had a very disturbed night's sleep. 
I woke up in the early hours of the morning with 
the caravan shaking. I thought somebody was playing 
a trick on me. I went outside, but could see nobody. 
I went back to bed, and the same thing happened again. 
Every time, when I looked outside, there was no sign 
of anybody. When I finally decided I might as well
get up for the day, I discovered that there were two
sheep underneath the caravan. The grass all around
was cropped short, but the grass underneath the caravan
was still long, so as soon as it started to get light (which
is  _very_  early in Ullapool in the Summer) they went
underneath the caravan to feed, and their backs bumping
against the underside of the caravan was what had been
depriving me of sleep.

>but apparently, if you're not a current colonial 

or a citizen of the European Community. There
is free movement between all the countries
of the EC.

>or independently wealthy, Britain just doesn't 
>want to know.  

Yes. We had quite a hard time getting Keri a visa.

>Maybe I can get Dave and Keri 
>to adopt 
>me.

I'll have a double scotch, thanks, son.

   Dave