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From the American Thinker:

 

August 9, 2011

Kipling - and a Chinook Down

 

In the wake of the terrible news Saturday that 30 American and eight Afghan troops were killed by hostile action in Afghanistan, one could have done worse than turn last weekend to the war poetry of Rudyard Kipling.

 

Kipling (the poet laureate of the British Empire) knew all about violent death in Afghanistan. The Indian-born, English-educated, Darsi-speaking Anglo-Indian began his career as a newspaper editor and reporter in Lahore (now Pakistan). He ended it as the recipient of the 1907 Nobel Prize for Literature.

 

Nothing (except, perhaps, his American in-laws) daunted him: Kipling even served as a war correspondent, knowing all the great men of his time. He is also one of the few men to have refused a knighthood.

 

Kipling was, in the view of his contemporaries, the greatest artist of Victorian England.

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Britain's Afghan wars were no more splendid than our war, either. Over those eighty years -- and based on bitter experience -- British strategy changed from one of occupation of Afghan territory (embodying the so-called "Forward Policy") to that of punitive expeditions. The former, be it noted, ended in disaster and defeats, while the latter met with success.

 

Indeed, a young British subaltern named Winston Churchill participated in and wrote his first book about just such a punitive expedition. It was called The Story of the Malakand Field Force: an Episode of Frontier War (1898). His book was originally serialized in the Daily Telegraph.

 

Kipling's writings chronicle the evolution in that strategy. In the 1886 poem, "Arithmetic on the Frontier," he notes the deadly cost of hostile terrain and hostile tribesmen using modern weapons against an elite British force:

 

 

Two thousand pounds of education

 

Drops to a ten-rupee jezail -

 

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Strike hard who cares - shoot straight who can -

 

The odds are on the cheaper man.

 

 

and....from "The Young British Soldier" a true soldier's poem. The last five stanzas:

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When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck,

Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck,

Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck

And march to your front like a soldier.

Front, front, front like a soldier . . .

 

When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch,

Don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch;

She's human as you are - you treat her as sich,

An' she'll fight for the young British soldier.

Fight, fight, fight for the soldier . . .

 

When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,

The guns o' the enemy wheel into line,

Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,

For noise never startles the soldier.

Start-, start-, startles the soldier . . .

 

If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,

Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:

So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,

And wait for supports like a soldier.

Wait, wait, wait like a soldier . . .

 

When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,

And the women come out to cut up what remains,

Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains

An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.

Go, go, go like a soldier,

Go, go, go like a soldier,

Go, go, go like a soldier,

So-oldier of the Queen!

 

Another from Rudyard Kipling:

 

 

Recessional- (A Victorian Ode)

 

God of our fathers, known of old --

Lord of our far-flung battle line --

Beneath whose awful hand we hold

Dominion over palm and pine --

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,

Lest we forget -- lest we forget!

 

The tumult and the shouting dies --

The Captains and the Kings depart --

Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,

An humble and a contrite heart.

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,

Lest we forget -- lest we forget!

 

Far-called our navies melt away --

On dune and headland sinks the fire --

Lo, all our pomp of yesterday

Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!

Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,

Lest we forget -- lest we forget!

 

If, drunk with sight of power, we loose

Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe --

Such boastings as the Gentiles use,

Or lesser breeds without the Law --

Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,

Lest we forget -- lest we forget!

 

For heathen heart that puts her trust

In reeking tube and iron shard --

All valiant dust that builds on dust,

And guarding calls not Thee to guard.

For frantic boast and foolish word,

Thy Mercy on Thy People, Lord!

Amen.

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Chris Wallace is now up asking questions. Trying to pit Bachmann and Pawlenty.

 

Is she unqualified or just beating you in the polls? WTF?

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Pawlenty says that Bachmann has done great things, but her record in congress is non existent. You cannot have that for president....you need a record of accomplishment.

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Ha. Newt says to Chris..I took seriously Bret's advice to put away the talking points and I wish you would put away the got you questions.

 

The crowd cheered and Chris's face is pissed.

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Cain cracked me up. Chris asks him like 5 questions in detail. Cain says you want me to answer all those in 1 minute. Pick one Chris.

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I am so glad that Newt put Wallace in his place. He prepared each question to each candidate to make them look as bad as possible :angry:

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