By Common Weal communications officer Katie Gallogly-Swan
LIKE many central belters, the semantic web of religion, football and Scottish identity were thrust upon me just in time for me to distinguish blue from green.
Between a Catholic mother who put her foot down when it came to Catholic religion and schooling, and an Atheist-Protestant father who begrudgingly agreed, I learned all the offensive songs and derogatory terms about these respective identities before I could say spaghetti straight.
To articulate my upbringing more bluntly, I had one brother with a dedicated Bobby Sands wall, and another brother who had The Sash as the tinny ringtone of a Nokia 5210.
In my Coatbridge bubble, we were happily resigned to the ‘they’re both as bad as each other’ spiel, as the evidence was there to prove it.
Picture courtesy of Ninian Reid