To decide whether a particular song is likely to be a rallying point for some violently reactionary present-day grouping . . .

Eh? Not what I said AT ALL. My point about gooey, rose-tinted, Jacobite romanticism was that it engendered INACTION. "Sitting in your council house dreaming of you clan . . . free heavy beer and pie suppers in the sky . . . "

Yes, I've read the accounts of Prestonpans too. All BPC sycophantic gushers should be forced to.

I don't intend to engage with Jack Campin any further. His Humpty-Dumpty style of misreading reminds me too much of someone else. And the question's been long since answered.