Heritage and Pride

So the President the other day, gave the graduation speech at the US Air Force Academy. Typically, it was a good and well-researched speech. Here it is. You won’t miss much if you start 15-20 minutes in.

I noticed that the Secretary of the Air Force quoted TS Elliot’s Little Gidding, a great favorite around here. The President was, as usual, excellent and on point. How refreshing it is to hear an American leader use the word victory, and to mean it.

I’m also impressed that he chose to shake the hand and return the salute of every graduating senior/lieutenant. Not many would, it’s one of the reasons he shows as a proper leader. Something those shiny new lieutenants will remember all their lives.

And so, the Long Blue Line extends another thousand people long. I’ve known quite a few over the years, they are the best of America, as are the people from the other service academies. But this is the one that I wanted to go to, but couldn’t get a waiver.


Meanwhile, the Foreign Minister of Mexico sits in Washington wondering if he’ll get to talk to anyone before those tariffs kick in. Seems to me there isn’t much to talk about, either the invasion of the United States ends, or the tariffs kick in. Pretty basic stuff.


And then it’s off to England to have dinner with the Queen, but not Jeremy Corbin or the Mayor of London, no loss in that. Probably find time for a chat with Nigel and Boris as well.

And then to Portsmouth to celebrate that seventy-five years ago, the Anglo Saxons once again rescued a continent from tyranny and that the continent hates us still for it. Well, Lions and Eagles care little what prey thinks about things. And in truth, there is no doing things for some people.

But we’ll continue on over to Normandy, because the French people do remember, whatever the faults of their leadership, and it is time to again visit our dead, who died to make Frenchmen free.

It is going to tax even President Trump to top another American President who thirty-five years ago said this.

The Rangers looked up and saw the enemy soldiers — the edge of the cliffs shooting down at them with machineguns and throwing grenades. And the American Rangers began to climb. They shot rope ladders over the face of these cliffs and began to pull themselves up. When one Ranger fell, another would take his place. When one rope was cut, a Ranger would grab another and begin his climb again. They climbed, shot back, and held their footing. Soon, one by one, the Rangers pulled themselves over the top, and in seizing the firm land at the top of these cliffs, they began to seize back the continent of Europe. Two hundred and twenty-five came here. After 2 days of fighting, only 90 could still bear arms.

Behind me is a memorial that symbolizes the Ranger daggers that were thrust into the top of these cliffs. And before me are the men who put them there.

These are the boys of Pointe du Hoc.

These are the men who took the cliffs.

These are the champions who helped free a continent.

These are the heroes who helped end a war.

Gentlemen, I look at you and I think of the words of Stephen Spender’s poem. You are men who in your “lives fought for life . . . and left the vivid air signed with your honor.”

I hear that the Queen likes President Trump, not that I know it, but it seems likely, he must remind her a bit of those Americans she met back in the day when she was Princess Elizabeth learning to fix and drive that ambulance. Here she is, the very last veteran of that long ago war, still doing her duty, to God and Country. Long Live the Queen!

And so, next week, the rabble will once again protest an American President, but many will also remember what the poet said in the weeks before D-Day.

Boadicea from the Bridge looked down,
And saw the Yankee tanks invade the town.
Boadicea held her head more high
To hail the Sherman and the proud G.I.
‘Eyes right!’ she said. ‘Fine fellows though you are,
You’re not the first to drive an armoured car.
Halt, soldiers, halt! For here is one can tell
A tale of fighting chariots as well.
Look up, brave girls. In a.d. 61
I led the lads, and saw the Roman run.
God speed you too against an alien mob:
God bless you all for joining in the job.
By Grant! By Sherman!’ said the queen of queens.
I wish I’d had such men, and such machines.’

They passed. And Parliament, across the way,
Discussed the principle of equal pay.

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10 Responses to Heritage and Pride

  1. Nicholas says:

    Once again I am saddened and angered by my countrymen’s refusal to honour the elected President of our staunchest friend and ally – a President, at that, who has shown us much greater kindness and fellowship than Obama, in whom conservatives among us perceived envy and malice. Real or imagined, he nonetheless gave that impression, which was poor performance, and poor statesmanship. Well, all I can say is, when he arrives, “Welcome, Mr President, head of liberty-loving kinsmen!”

    Liked by 1 person

    • NEO says:

      I wouldn’t worry, I think he know that like us, the average Briton (once dragged away from the BBC) will do what’s right, for Britain, and that will do. 🙂

      Liked by 1 person

      • Nicholas says:

        I wish we would privatise the BBC and abolish the licence fee.

        Liked by 1 person

      • the unit says:

        A comment I relayed to here months ago now. I don’t know if she, he or it, seems I remember it was she, was an average Brit or anything other than…stupid.
        Anyway what was said was that England was originally a Muslim country and they were forced to flee from the Anglo-Saxon invasion.
        Then again Hillary invaded Arkansas and NY, and dang near all America. 🙂

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  2. The Air Force dodged a bullet when you washed out of ROTC.

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