Cometh the hour, cometh the man

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Submitted by Marcus on Mon, 2012-05-14 16:20
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On the weekend I visited Blenheim Palace, the birth place of Winston Churchill, and I took some photos.

[Edit: It appears that unintentionally only I can see the photos. Therefore I attach them as files below.]

It is only a fifteen minute drive from where I live and my family and I visit it quite often.

There is a permanent exhibtion in the palace documenting the life of Churchill and his family connections with Blenheim Palace (it was owned by his cousin the ninth Duke of Marlbourough) including proposing to his wife-to-be on the grounds of the palace at the "Temple of Diana" (the Roman Goddess, not the Princess).

This time I discovered a new exhibition which documented Churchill's time during the second world war.

It was a breath of fresh air to see the respect paid towards this man in the light of current British politcs. You have to imagine that his comtemporary David Cameron, not his equal, is these days attacked for being a "posh boy" who is out of touch just because he went to Eton College and supposedly had a life of privilege.

The same grisly "class warfare" attitudes are now seen throughout the west, including the US, where Obama is able to portray Romney as being somehow unfairly wealthy at the expense of others. And according to polls that message works with the US public too.

You have to wonder, would Churchill have been able to even become PM, or lead his country to victory against fascism in these tall-poppy cutting days? Is the inversion of morals and values we hold dear in the west now complete? Is success and social status to be mocked and made to subjugate itself to the unproductive and unsusccessful common man on the street? Is the true end-game of democracy? I hope not.

Photo 1:

I especially like this poem and graphic that went with it (I have transcribed it in case you can't read).

"When half the world was deaf and mute
You told of wrath to come
When others fingered on the flute
You thundered on the drum

When fierce the fires of slaughter burned
And Europe's hopes were few
Those who mocked your warning turned
Almost too late to you

You promised only what you gave
As refuge from the flood
You knew what only you could save
Through sweat and tears and blood

Your words upheld our courage yet
Through five remorseless years
You gave us glory in the sweat
And laughter through the tears

The storm blew by - the light broke through -
The world resumed its form
Then all our hearts went out to you -
The man who rode the storm

In England's cloud-swept history
Never so great a debt
Was owed by all to one - and we -
God grant - will not forget."

Photo 2:

A great quote! Imagine how the press would tear any leader to shreds these days for even daring to sound this arrogant.


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