"Auden, Spender, those bhoyos, all yellow twicers; not one of them with a tithe of Carlile's courage and integrity. Unlike those pseudos I am of—not for—the working class and like Carlile know nothing of the so-called higher classes save only that they are cheats and murderers, battening like vampires on the masses. The illiteracy of the literate! But Glasgow's hordes are not even literate save a man or two; all bogged down in words that communicate no thought, only mumbo-jumbo, fraudulent clap-trap, ballyhoo. The idiom of which constructive thought avails itself is unintelligible save to a small minority and all the rest wallow in exploded fallacies and cherish for immortal souls their gross stupidity, while in the deeper layers of their ignorance who delves finds in this order—Scotland, other men, themselves." Christopher Grieve