Damned runny eggs

We are in the New Zealand, once part of the old British Empire, and things are quite different here. Quite. It’s a foreign country though Americans don’t think of it that way due to language similarity. There are things I admire about the Brits, of course. They certainly bring gentility to social situations, their voices moderated and words polite at all times. And they seem to be better educated than Americans, or at least have that aura about them.

Of course, the Brits have an aristocracy, and that group has visited more bloodshed and suffering on the world than Stalin ever dreamt of. As a matter of policy, Brits always encouraged the second and third greatest powers around to ally and bring down the first, and then if at all possible sat back and watched the carnival. They spared no limit of other countries’ young men. In the First World War they simply ran out of money, and so had to sucker the Americans into it, JP Morgan assisting, of course. It was as pointless a war as was ever fought, not to conclude until 1945. Brits were behind the rise of Hitler, and the Round Table, known in the USA as the Council in Foreign Relations, operates as a real power behind the scenes in the US to this day. It is, of course, counterbalanced by other power centers, and not omnipotent.

But that is the nature of people and power. It isn’t that there was anything of terrible importance to conquer in the Boar War, for instance (where Brits gave us the concentration camp, interning and maltreating families of rebels to draw them out of the hills), but not to take what is there is to make it available to others. The power game knows no rules other than to prevail. When it became clear to the Brits that they would have to fight Hitler (they merely wanted him to destroy Russia), Churchill sent Stalin Hitler a coded message. He destroyed the French fleet in Tripoli, killing 1,243 of his day-before French allies. The message: “Look, Adolfo, I am every bit the nasty mother you are, and then some.” Indeed.

Dresden was another master stroke – Brits and Americans avoided nearby military targets, and instead concentrated on killing as many civilians as possible. Dresden was a refugee center for people fleeing the advancing Red Army. It was a massive war crime, but one of hundreds. We know about Dresden for some reason, and not about the scores of other cities the Allies attacked. Love them Brits, of course, and Americans are their spawn.

That’s just the way it is. Humans are, unleashed by proper bounds, a ghastly cruel species. Brits bug me more more than other races, however, as they as so genteel at the same time, patting your back and consoling you as they pee down your leg. But that is what we are, us humans, in different forms and manifestations.

All that is OK. that’s the human condition. There are two other things bugging me about the Brits: Eggs Benedict, and putting damned mayonnaise on everything. I curl into a ball at the taste of Hollandaise sauce, and bloody barely cooked runny egg yolks give me goose bumps.

Other than that, I am OK with the Brits. They are just like the rest of us, only more cunning.

About Mark Tokarski

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2 Responses to Damned runny eggs

  1. steve kelly says:

    Ask any senior Kiwi about the Battle of Gallipoli? It might require buying more than one “pint.”
    While taking the ferry across the Dardenelles we talked to several younger family members of vets from New Zealand who fought, died, and are buried there.

    Historians today see Gallipoli as a waste—of resources, of men, and of time. Nearly 8,700 Australians were killed at Gallipoli. New Zealand, a much smaller country, lost 2,700 men. More than 30,000 British and French troops died in the fighting elsewhere on the peninsula. Many of the bodies were never recovered or identified, and today the entire battlefield is considered a graveyard.

    The man who cooked up the whole scheme was very nearly ruined by Gallipoli. Before the battle was even over, Churchill resigned from his position in disgrace. He briefly commanded a unit on the Western Front, then spent nearly 20 years in political obscurity. He was loathed by soldiers at Gallipoli. “As for Winston,” a British officer wrote in a letter home, “I would like to see him die in some of the torments I have seen so many die in here.”

    http://www.slate.com/articles/news_and_politics/american_military_history/2013/11/the_battle_of_gallipoli_winston_churchill_mustafa_kemal_and_the_battle_that.html

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    • Thanks – good perspective. It is hard to imagine that Austrailia and NZ were indeed independent countries rather than mere colonies to sacrifice so much for some the g that held no value for them. That’s what colonists do.

      A young Aussie named Mel Gibson made his entrance onto the Ameircan stage in a movie called Gallilopli back in the 70’s.

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