“The minute they try tae control us we flee tae aw the airts an ony time mair than two o us are pit thegither we split again an run a’place an awgates OK.”
airt: a point of the compass, a quarter, a direction.
“The minute they try to control us we scatter to all points of the compass and any time more than two of us are put together we split again and run everywhere and every direction OK.”
Occupy Wall Street. Have the sheep decided to stop being sheared?
Or are we all waiting until ‘they’ send the ‘dogs’ in? And will we resist?