A snippet of Kipling’s “Tommy”:
“..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...”
“I support the troops but not the mission”
It’s Tommy this and Tommy that all over again for the fancy pants brigades...
http://quotations.about.com/cs/poemlyrics/a/Tommy.htm
Thank you for posting Kipling. For another illuminating and timely piece of work from R. Kipling, reference The Dutch In The Medway.
It deals with the "wisdom" shown by Engluish government (under Cromwell and the early years of Charles II) of cutting the naval budget and starving her sailors of rations, ammunition, and supplies.
The years 1664-1672 were arguably the only in modern history when Britain consistently got the living crap kicked out of her both on the high seas and even in the Thames (by the much more realistic and captitalistic Dutch.)