Some years ago, I stood with shipmates, reflecting as we drifted slowly across the glassy surface of Ironbottom Sound, close to the brooding Savo Island, the padre spreading the ashes of three old warriors who had survived the sinking of HMAS Canberra that dreadful night 60 some years before.. We thought also of USS Astoria, Quincy and Vincennes, and the lads lost as they went down.. I thought of my father, in the engine room of HMAS Australia at Coral Sea. I was born in February 1942, early in the grimmest 6 months of the war when defeat was a constant companion, victory a dream for the bold or mad.Hear, hear!
I believe Western civilisation, mankind's greatest achievement, is in as parlous a state now as it was then. More so,as the USA was not troubled then by the enemy within.
Tuesday will be a decisive day in history. I say this because I think the fate of the Great Republic hangs in the balance,and with it the fate of freedom and democracy,and hence civilisation, in the US and elsewhere.
I hope this is a day of triumph for decent conservative folk. You and all other people of goodwill have my deepest and strongest wishes for the success so necessary for the survival of reason, decency and right.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Friends across the water
On the eve of our critically important mid-term elections, Old Sailor Man from Australia sends his best wishes: