BACK TO THE UK , BACK TO THE UK WE ARE ....
As so many self-right Euro bods cry out for less children at war and for less kids on the streets with guns for "a cause". As so many EU bods feel "good enough" to critique the kids of otherlands - it is time to say a straight sane and a sad word or two.
The UK has "under-age" military just as they did in the early 1900s and before and after. Kids under 18 are pratting around in Iraq under the British flag. When has it ever been different I ask? When!!!! Never I say.
The wars have always been either slave labour or "happy youth" to continue.
What the hell has changed I ask !!!
Please do not give me British morality or any other that does the same trick and treat.
When I went to school some BOYS were off the war at 14 years of age. Things have not really changed that much.
Political gurus do not go to war or fight in a boxing ring.
Nothing much as changed.
Mr Bliar-Bushy-and all --- Monty P will win in the end even if I have no legs to stand on.
Damn it did I write that ?
Monday, February 05, 2007
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Brit toy boys?
Indeed.
Brit history is full of toy war boys.
CLASSical !!!
We know, do they?
*****
The air attack warning sounds like
This is the sound
When you hear the air attack warning
You and your family must take cover
Ohoh oh
Let's go
When two tribes go to war
One is all that you can score
When two tribes go to war
One is all that you can score
(working for the black gas)
Cowboy No. 1
A born-again poor man's son
On the air America
I modelled shirts by Van Heusen
(working for the black gas) yeah
You know
When two tribes go to war
One is all that you can score
When two tribes go to war
One is all that you can score
(working for the black gas)
Switch off your shield
Switch off and feel
I'm working on loving yeah
Giving you back the good times
Ship it out, out
I'm working for the black gas
Tell the world that you're winning
Love and life, love and life
Listen to the voice saying follow me
Listen to the voice saying follow me
When two tribes go to war
One is all that you can score
When two tribes go to war
One is all that you can score
We got two tribes
We got the bomb
We got the bomb-yeah
Soggy biscuits now
Are we living in a land
Where sex and horror are the new Gods
Yeah
When two tribes go to war
A point is all you can score
Anon : we really must find some nice and warm things to write about. All this stuff is turning me to drink.
hic.
Or, we could make a campaign to get those that decide to send others to war to be, themeslves, in the front line.
yes that's better.
Midshipmen - "middies" - were proudly enlisted by their fond families as young as 11 or 12 in Nelson's day.
I spent much of my WW2 teenage years defying my headmaster's attempts to compulsorily enroll the entire school into the Air Training Corps on a "voluntary" basis. I've always hated humbug.
One would have thought that the 20th century had finally killed off the quaint notion that there is anything "romantic" about war. But evidently not.
Keep warm, Zola. The log fire in the burrow snug should be blazing nicely by now, and I'm sure the Beadle would be only too pleased to defrost your frozen bits.
I'm off to hospital soon. Will be back later to check th visitor's book.
This is what I call learning history first hand.
What will become of these kids when they are a little older, which means in two years' time?
They are destroying their life, that's for sure, and nothing will bring them back to normalcy.
What will become of them ?
Maybe they will educate their own kids to play war games in both virtual and real worlds.
Is this learning history first hand? or is this being a mere product of historical forces?
'...nothing will bring them back to normalcy.'
Normalcy?.
Oooooooh.
I detect a little bit of Bushism in the language.
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