Posted on 12/05/2009 7:12:25 PM PST by mware
Gordon Brown was snubbed by badly injured Afghan veterans when they closed curtains round their beds during a hospital visit and refused to speak to him.
More than half the soldiers being treated at the Selly Oak hospital ward in Birmingham either asked for the curtains to be closed or deliberately avoided the prime minister, according to several of those present.
The soldiers, who have sustained some of the worst injuries seen in Afghanistan, described his visit as opportunistic and a waste of time.
Furious about equipment shortages and poor compensation for their injuries, one soldier said: It is almost as if we are the product of an unwanted affair ... he has done nothing for us.
(Excerpt) Read more at timesonline.co.uk ...
So sad that these fellows are not feeling appreciated. I hope conditions improve for them.
I wanted to find out how the guys head worked, he said. I was interested in what he had made of his trip to Afghanistan and what he had learnt from it.
I feel that even if someone is a moron, he should have the opportunity to defend his moronity. [His response] all seemed rather textbook and not from the heart.
It is quite obvious to anyone that Brown is not concerned, it is almost as if we [the soldiers] are the product of an unwanted affair.
The straight fact is this: we dont like the man, he has done nothing for us and continues to kick us in the teeth over equipment and compensation.
I can’t bear to watch this asshat pretend to lead. Tell me how the West Point cadets treated him.
Wouldn’t that be “Afghanistan veterans”? Surely they’re British, not Afghan, men.
http://newledger.com/2009/12/view-from-west-point-we-are-not-the-enemy/
the comments are terrific...
A few of the cadets slept through the speech. A couple were photographed reading books, One of the books was Killing Bin Laden. The cadet reading that book had a chest full of medals and a combat infantryman's badge.
The applause were very subdued.
“You bet that Tommy sees.” Rudyard Kipling
It will be in tomorrows London Times.
TOMMY
by Rudyard Kipling (1865-1936)
I went into a public-’ouse to get a pint o’ beer,
The publican ‘e up an’ sez, “We serve no red-coats here.”
The girls be’ind the bar they laughed an’ giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an’ to myself sez I:
O it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, go away”;
But it’s “Thank you, Mister Atkins”, when the band begins to play,
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it’s “Thank you, Mister Atkins”, when the band begins to play.
I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but ‘adn’t none for me;
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-’alls,
But when it comes to fightin’, Lord! they’ll shove me in the stalls!
For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, wait outside”;
But it’s “Special train for Atkins” when the trooper’s on the tide,
The troopship’s on the tide, my boys, the troopship’s on the tide,
O it’s “Special train for Atkins” when the trooper’s on the tide.
Yes, makin’ mock o’ uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an’ they’re starvation cheap;
An’ hustlin’ drunken soldiers when they’re goin’ large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin’ in full kit.
Then it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, ‘ow’s yer soul?”
But it’s “Thin red line of ‘eroes” when the drums begin to roll,
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
O it’s “Thin red line of ‘eroes” when the drums begin to roll.
We aren’t no thin red ‘eroes, nor we aren’t no blackguards too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
An’ if sometimes our conduck isn’t all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don’t grow into plaster saints;
While it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Tommy, fall be’ind”,
But it’s “Please to walk in front, sir”, when there’s trouble in the wind,
There’s trouble in the wind, my boys, there’s trouble in the wind,
O it’s “Please to walk in front, sir”, when there’s trouble in the wind.
You talk o’ better food for us, an’ schools, an’ fires, an’ all:
We’ll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don’t mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
The Widow’s Uniform is not the soldier-man’s disgrace.
For it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ “Chuck him out, the brute!”
But it’s “Saviour of ‘is country” when the guns begin to shoot;
An’ it’s Tommy this, an’ Tommy that, an’ anything you please;
An’ Tommy ain’t a bloomin’ fool — you bet that Tommy sees!
Oh, I’m sure. I wasn’t suggesting you’d made an error.
We call the vets who served in Nam as Viet Nam Veterans.
Brave men. Sad to see them not appreciated by their top government leader. Lots of that going around right now.
Yes, that would be the equivalent of "Afghanistan veterans," as I suggested above. We don't call our American veterans of the conflict in Vietnam (my father is one!) "Vietnamese veterans," unless they happen to be of that nationality.
Anyway, the British use our language differently, bless their hearts. It's amazing they can even understand each other!
A respectful Amen to that post.
I feel that even if someone is a moron, he should have the opportunity to defend his moronity.
The failings are damaging the morale of troops on the front line. According to a survey of 10,500 Army, Royal Navy and Royal Air Force personnel, published in August, the majority of servicemen and women feel morale is low, singling out equipment shortages as one of their biggest concerns.
bump.
Nice!
Too, exactly how I felt when I was in.
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