Celtic has always had a malevolent side. An eternal flame of hate has burned at this club since it first hatched from its rotten egg in the late nineteenth century. An underlying hostility towards Scotland has always existed at Parkhead, and rather than it fading with the passage of time, fuel continues to pour on the flames as grievance is taken to a new level: a case-study level. Victory on the field is always welcomed, but Celtic win even when they lose. While triumph is celebrated and enjoyed, defeat is greeted as an inevitable consequence of imagined anti-Celtic prejudice - and so blame is apportioned away from Parkhead. When Celtic lose, they believe they could have won if only officials had been honest, and when they do win, they celebrate their greatness because only ingenuity and exceptional skill can defeat perceived anti-Celtic forces. This kind of delusion, in all probability, is a terminal condition. It is rooted in Celtic's soul, and it's almost unimaginable that Celtic could become a well-balanced club: a normal club. If Celtic was a person, it would be a multi-syndromed, one-off case study to be pored over by men in white coats, but as it is a football club, it is best viewed with the kind of suspicion and unease that one feels when in the presence of a madman. To publicly speak out against Celtic is to invite accusations of bigotry and sectarianism, and so Scotland's journalists tend to opt for an easy life - a cowardly life - by steering well clear of upsetting super-sensitive and easily offended Celtic-minded types. Its history is revisionism at its worst and simpletons masquerading as journalists buy into it with a naivety which is troubling. Celtic was a sectarian band of brothers from the outset, which it was quite entitled to be, but this is an inconvenient truth in 2010 so it is deleted by people who think - they know - the history. Celtic is a rebel without a cause, and a rebel without a clue; this old club has engaged reverse gear in recent times to embrace an imagined glorious victimhood, and this is where the shadier side of Celtic lives: in a timewarp of its own construction. There are people in high places at Celtic who want to move the club into the light, but for now at least, Celtic is a football club that is not fit for purpose.
well said Rocket, you notice how the lesser Glasgow club has shut up since the referees threatened to go on strike
You know I didn't even read that, but I can guess it is the same regurgitated ****e that you post every day or so. Let me know when you have something new to say.
Rocket - No offence mate but you are far too ****ing thick to have thought this one up for yourself ! However i agree with the sentiments. Septic FC taking vic(tim)isation to a new level .
Septic FC? But this is 'not606' isn't it? Sorry Rocket but your post is so blatantly a copy and paste job from some pishy Rangers fans / morons website it's not even worth a rebuttal.
theres an option to allow a star rating when ye start a thread i think . . . ****in 606 style! Think rocket rated it !
Must try harder Jim ps stop copy and pasting from other websites stick to your own stuff that is actually funny
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