We are the ones who were out in the wind and rain in 2012, 2013, 2014 - with a table, a few leaflets, and a belief in our chests that Scotland could be better than this. Better than managed decline. Better than being told to know our place. We built the biggest grassroots movement these islands have ever seen - not with money, not with the BBC, not with the backing of the state - but with heart. Pure, bloody, Scottish heart. And look at us now. Sniping at each other on Facebook. Scoring points while Scotland is being stripped for parts.