My Sweet Winnie

I just love to read Winston Churchill's speeches and writings. When I return to Cleveland for the Thanksgiving holidays, two things will I take back with me - the 6 volume set of WWII histories, and my Shakespeare collected works. I grew up with the sound of those words in my head - they still bring a thrill to my heart.
And now it has come to us to stand alone in the breach, and face the worst that the tyrant's might and enmity can do. Bearing ourselves humbly before God, but conscious that we serve an unfolding purpose, we are ready to defend our native land against the invasion by which it is threatened. We are fighting by ourselves alone; but we are not fighting for ourselves alone. Here in this strong City of Refuge which enshrines the title-deeds of human progress and is of deep consequence to Christian civilization; here, girt about by the seas and oceans where the Navy reigns; shielded from above by the prowess and devotion of our airmen-we await undismayed the impending assault. Perhaps it will come tonight. Perhaps it will come next week. Perhaps it will never come. We must show ourselves equally capable of meeting a sudden violent shock or-what is perhaps a harder test-a prolonged vigil. But be the ordeal sharp or long, or both, we shall seek no terms, we shall tolerate no parley; we may show mercy-we shall ask for none.
How much more uplifting this than the tiresome and low "call-out" of modern politicians! BTW, I was visiting a blog (forget which one) and found a link to the famous Zell Miller speech of the Republican convention.

It still brings a lump to my throat. D--n, where have the DEMOCRATS gone?


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