Posted on 04/09/2007 9:58:23 AM PDT by Uncledave
John Derbyshire laments: http://corner.nationalreview.com/post/?q=MDYwMmVmMDYxYmZhODk0Yzc1N2Q1N2JhNmQ0Yzg2MDg=
Derb’s comments:
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I am at the point with this business about the British hostages where I really can’t trust myself to post any more, I’m so mad. Toby Harnden indeed says much of what needs saying, but I think he is too kind to the enlisted men. They are saps and worms, insults to the Queen’s uniform. I’d better change track right here—see what I mean?
One thing the whole business has revealed to me is how it is possible to hate your own country, a thing I never understood before. Not that I hate my country—which is, as of five years this coming April 19th, the blessed U.S. of A. I maintain strong sentimental ties to England, though, and I’ve been burning with anger and shame at the dishonor these giggling buffoons have brought to their country, the country of my ancestors (all English, for as far back as I know), the country I was raised in. Yes, there have been moments when I’ve hated England.
I’ve told this story before, so I hope I’ll be forgiven for telling it again. My Mum, Esther Alice Knowles (1912-98), eleventh child of a pick’n’shovel coal miner, in one of the last conversations I had with her, said: “I know I’m dying, but I don’t mind. At least I knew England when she was England.”
I discounted that at the time. Old people always grumble about the state of the world. Now I understand it, though. I even feel a bit the same way myself. I caught the tail-end of that old England—that bumptious, arrogant, self-confident old England, the England of complicated games, snobbery, irony, repression, and stoicism, the England of suet puddings, drafty houses, coal smoke and bad teeth, the England of throat-catching poetry and gardens and tweeds, the England that civilized the whole world and gave an example of adult behavior—the English Gentleman—that was admired from Peking (I can testify) to Peru.
It’s all gone now, “dead as mutton,” as English people used to say. Now there is nothing there but a flock of whimpering Eloi, giggling over their gadgets, whining for their handouts, crying for their Mummies, playing at soldiering for reasons they can no longer understand, from lingering habit. Lower the corpse down slowly, shovel in the earth. England is dead.
bttt
My fiancee is in the process of leaving England, she shares the sentiment that the England she is leaving isn’t the England she grew up in and loved, she can’t get out fast enough. Sad...
The Princess Diana funeral was the first big public exposure of the new England, but the signs were already there in Tony Blair’s Airstrip One, from the “Cool Britannia” slogan on down. Individual Brits can be as gritty and sang-froid as they ever were, but as a society they appear to be in irreversible decline.
You know, if I were a bit more cynical, I’d be inclined to think that somebody’s trying to crank-up Tommy’s ire at the whole situation and get him spanking mad at the MoHAMheads in general and the Persian MonkeyMan in particular.
If so, it appears to be working.
"Show me just what Mohammed brought that was new, and there you will find things only evil and inhuman, such as his command to spread by the sword the faith he preached." - Manuel II Palelologus
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Lots of folks wondered
why the Brits hadn't taken
better precautions
to protect their guys
that went on board the freighter.
I couldn't think of
a scenario
not even a tin foil one
that explained this stuff.
But I'm wondering
if within the Brit Navy
there are power blocs
that wanted this thing
to happen just as it did
as an example
of just how screwed up
PC pols and their thinking
have made the Navy.
This makes their point clear,
more so than any speeches
ever could have done.
She makes all arguements against women in combat seem mild. Her comments read like satire. This whole affair has been very depressing.
Great post. Sadly, I don't think the US is far behind. Forget the cowboys, get ready for the Eloi.
These men and the woman volunteered to serve and were put in harm’s way. I have never been in the military, let alone served in a combat zone and I am darn sure not going to question the courage of those who have. If war veterans want to criticize the behavoir of these sailors, let them. But I will not.
The British dead in Iraq should also be able to sell their stories.
Oh wait! Too bad for them. That will teach them a lesson. Don’t fight - surrender - it’s more healthy - and profitable.
Rudyard Kipling is turning over in his grave.
“So it’s Tommy this, and Tommy that, and Tommy go away.
But wave the white flag proudly, and the mags will really pay!”
ping
Wonder what Churchill would say today.
He asks all the right questions.
Good read.
Britain went completely soft when they allowed a bunch of Islamic psycho killers threaten Britain in its very own streets.
And for anyone who doubts this isn`t true, check it out.....
http://www.snopes.com/photos/politics/muslimprotest.asp
Very well said. It bears repeating.
Notice also that there were two or three who were not facing the camera. The most published photo has no more than 13 visible people, with one on the left not showing his face at all. I’d say the three for sure are shown as being unhappy, and then I’d speculate that three others would not even face the cameras. There may be as many as six who were unwilling to put on a happy face for the propaganda.
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