Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 16, 2017

What Would Churchill Do? (Chapter 8)

Jennie Jerome Churchill, Winston’s mother was now 41 years old and for the first time ‘alone’ in the world, and living on a very restricted income, since apparently she couldn’t even rustle up enough money to send Winston to Cambridge.

As it seems, for the time being, her best opportunity seemed to join her sisters in Paris. And there, as usual, new opportunities presented themselves, and thus after countless flirtations with British gentry, including John Delacour, Lord Wolverton and Lord Astor, Jennie fell in love with a fellow American, Bourke Cockran, who would become another of Winston Churchill’s many surrogate fathers…

And just as Jennie’s Parisian lovers came to be rather useful, when she decided Winston should learn French, so was now Bourke Cockran who became instrumental in introducing the 22 years old Winston, to the New York Society, and to her by now distant American family stemming from her own father — the Jerome clan of New York.

And this proved to be a prescient move, because Cochran did such a good job that Winston Churchill became so popular in New York, that he had to beat back with a stick, all the pushy New York debutantes and their marriage proposals. Indeed he was a man about town, largely unsafe from their (as he described) “unwelcome” advances that he took the next steamer out. Only when he was safely back in England, did Jennie set out to sing her son’s praises, because she was asked about him wherever she went. SO Jennie Jerome Churchill now found a new occupation, because she was determined to bolster her son Winston’s career – and she did so with great aplomb, and to some benefit no doubt towards Winston Churchill’s growth and acceptance into Society.

Yet despite all of Jennie’s pushiness, vanity, and compulsion, and her wish to be a perpetual debutante and a social butterfly — Winston learned the skills needed to be an admirable character at intrigue, social charm, and also a remarkably brilliant psychologist of the character of Men. Indeed his largely inattentive Mother, taught him to be able to “read” everyone at first glance, and discern the moods, and even change the conversation and the mood of the room swiftly. He had to learn these things, because living and meddling in a wicked world that required a quick response — he had to be resourceful and innovative, to survive. And he learned from his own Mother who managed all her complex social tasks with great aplomb — to be a good listener but even a better Speaker for his cause.

If Jennie was anything, she was a resourceful woman who was living amongst a rather difficult family and complex social situation in what must have felt to her, as being in a foreign country. Yet Jennie same as Winston, was an indefatigable networker and was determined to make the most of life. As she said: “When given oranges best make orangeade.” Indeed she did that and far too many other things because she was as resourceful as anyone could ever be. And this is something she instilled upon Winston too, and he proved to always be far more resourceful than anyone else around including his bloody enemies. Winston’s mother among other things, managed the Randolph Churchill household, managed Prince Edward’s social life, managed her children, started a literary magazine, took a whole hospital ship to South Africa to help the injured from the Boer War, wrote and staged a theatre play, took up interior design, and also helped establish Winston, in his Political aspirations.

Winston who had inherited her resourcefulness, always loved her, but she looked out for herself quite well too. Now had she been married to Count Kinsky, thismight have been a very different story, because if she were absorbed in her life with a new husband, she might not have poured all her hopes into Winston – and the course of history might have taken a very different bend indeed…

But two years after Randolph’s death, she fell in love once again. At the Duchess of Devonshire’s fancydress ball, the highpoint of the London season, she met George Frederick Middleton Cornwallis, a 23-year-old contemporary of Winston’s. George Cornwallis was an exquisitely handsome lad, and dressed as a black slave, for the fancy dress party…

Jennie was immediately smitten with him…

Despite protests from her children, from her family, and from her long standing paramour, the Prince of Wales — she married George Cornwallis in 1900 in a grand Knightsbridge wedding. Winston stood gamely by his mother’s side.
But while Jennie thought George stood to inherit two large estates, he actually had no money at all. When he was declared bankrupt in 1914, she divorced him.

By the end of World War I, however, she had a new young admirer, Montagu Porch, the son of a Somerset landowner. She married him in 1918 at Harrow register office.

Porch was 32, Jennie 65, but she had not given up her lust for life. She took a part in a film, and she filled her life with travelling and decorating, because Winston, was now married to his Clementine, and making his way in the world of politics, and therefore was no longer so dependent on his Mother’s connections and resourceful “special friends.”

The end came out of the blue. One day, while visiting a friend in Somerset, Jennie, who was wearing some shoes she had just bought in Rome, slipped on the oak staircase.
A bad fracture ended in gangrene and amputation of a leg, and a couple of months later she suffered a fatal hemorrhage.

This is what Winston wrote about his Mother full of loyalty to the end: ‘I do not feel a sense of tragedy but only loss. Her life was a full one. The wind was in her veins.’

As for poor Porch, her young husband — he returned too late from a trip abroad to an empty house – and a mountain of his wife’s debts.

After all of Jennie’s excesses — this was perhaps a fitting legacy.

Only after his Mother’s “passing” Winston was able to reliably face the fact that his father was not Sir Randolph Churchill, but rather the Prince of Wales who later came to be the King of England Edward VII, and who during the original Isle of Wight holidays, had romanced young Jennie Jerome, and made her certain promises that led to biblical relations with her. And indeed as Winston came to find out Jennie’s relations with the Prince lasted for quite a while, and certainly well past her pregnancy and hasty marriage to the “willing” family man – Randolph Churchill — and the healthy delivery of baby Winston Churchill. Her relations with the future Sovereign were of course maintained thereafter, all the while the Prince became the King and was married with a proper princess who became the Queen. All for reasons of breeding the best heirs but also for satisfying the Royal lines, the political and the blue blood alliances, and above all else, the superstitions of this peculiarly English Royal tradition.

“Edward the Caresser” the King of England is actually the biological father of Winston Churchill, and a reasonable DNA test would prove that Winston was the Royal bastard. Now this might offend some people, but it will also gratify some others, who had already hitherto known this Truth.

Same holds for the royal Family that today would certainly want to claim Winston Churchill as one of their own, rather than maintaining the tired charade that the biological father of Winston was Randolph. So now we can all know that Winston Churchill’s biological father was the Man who at the time was the Prince of Wales, and who soon thereafter went on, to became the King of England Edward VII. He was indeed a man whom Winston Churchill resembled greatly in figure, face, head, and mannerism. But above all else he resembled the King in his peculiarly strong sense of an Air of Authority that exuded all of Winston’s actions and even his posture and walk.

The fact that hereditary biology supports the account of Edward being the DNA father, with Sir Randolph Churchill being the “family” father is evident when comparing the two. The apple always falls under the apple tree, and it was natural, that King Edward had a fondness for young Winston, whereas Sir Randolph Churchill exhibited a strong dislike to the son he regarded with suspicion and as a competitor for the fickle attentions of Jennie and the Sovereign. At any rate Winston was no scion of Marlborough, because he was not in the line of succession of the Dukes of Marlborough, and neither was he, the only male heir of the King – so he had to make his own fate and write up his own story.

He was certainly not an official scion of the English King and therefore not in any speedy line of succession to the throne either, and that seems to have been a good thing for the development of Winston Churchill who would take all kinds of extraordinary risks because he had to make a name for himself. After all he was not “The Heir” to anything, or anybody, and thus had the Courage of a Lion, that made him seem as if he had a death wish… but it also allowed him to take tremendous yet calculated risks and thus gain the fortuitous returns, that apparently made him accustomed to court Victory, and also turned him “famous” at a very young age, as a jolly & courageous young lad.

This pattern is to be repeated because many times during his long lifetime, Winston was saved by providence and providence alone — as he would fall in the most awful circumstances through his extreme risk taking, his playing the odds, and always due to his supremely adventurous and self assured disposition.

Yet fortune always smiled upon him, and he survived more than a couple of dozens of Assassination attempts and serious battle near misses from flying bullets, shrapnel and slashing swords and bayonets.

Indeed one would think of Winston Churchill as indestructible.

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And yet the same can be said of myself who have in my own times survived a few Assassination attempts myself…

The most recent assassination attempt against me took place inside the Microsoft headquarters in Seattle’s Redmond district where I was giving a speech on the 28th of February earlier this year.

That is when an unruly crowd of Microsoft snowflakes broke my speech into a riotous and ridiculous attack and they ushered me into a dark corridor where they banged my head against the solid post and against the wall a couple of times, thus causing me a serious hematoma on the left temple on the outer brain, and a serious condition that already has incapacitated my left side of the head and face, and continues to weaken the whole left side of my body.

Now this requires some special form of brain surgery to remove the blood clotting and compressing the brain — but we will manage this to the best of our ability and with whatever help my good Doctors can provide. Yet God willing and with your prayers we shall overcome. We shall overcome because we have work to do and we will not stop until we succeed in our pursuit of the United States election for the Senate seat on behalf of the Washington State. We will wrestle that seat away from the control of the corrupt liberals and will restore it to the Conservative majority that is at this moment making this country Great Again.

But first we have to alleviate that brain hematoma condition soonest, because otherwise I might get reduced to a situation similar to that of the Cambridge physicist Stephen Hawking who is on a wheelchair immobile and having to speak through a tube that translates breath to words…

As a matter of fact, fortune might have saved me that awful day when I was set upon by the rabbit dingoes of the Microsoft attack squad, without a single Microsoft Security person coming to my aid. Shame on You Mr Satya Nadela, that you allow such rabbis crazy attackers like Mike Pell and his cohorts at the Microsoft Garage to violently attack a Candidate of the United States Senate, within your own Headquarters. Bloody shame on you, because you do not even understand that in this country of ours we respect Free Speech and we are ready to defend it with our own lives, as I have, and in the same way that we defend the Constitution of these United States, that allow us to live in a Free Republic of our own making.

And indeed fortune smiled upon me that day because the blunt trauma to the head that resulted to an immediate concussion and a contusion – did not kill me on the spot. Unfortunately after the incident I had drinks and dinner and then I tried to sleep alternating in cold sweats between bouts of vomit and lethargy. But I gather that fortune was upon me because I survived this assassination attempt. Sadly now, I am not very ambulatory and thus have to stay in bed for days and weeks on end, because when my face started fully drooping, and my left eye could neither open nor close, and my left ear cannot hear, and I have lost the sense of smell and the sense of taste — we found out that we are getting gradually worse by the day. Indeed since the left temple of the cranium had this massive trauma that was caused by the Microsoft islamic and crazy liberal militant attackers who boxed me on the head twice and caused significant brain swelling and compression of the nerves. Now, this trauma requires brain surgery to remove the pooled blood and evacuate the pressure on the brain and the nerves. And hopefully alleviate the worse effects. I of course had to seek specialist Doctor’s advise and Emergency Care and have been spending significant amounts of my time at the hospitals. So apparently this had been the end of the good fortune that has smiled upon me, because now I found out that the required brain surgery, only gives us a survival rate of less than 70%…

Not the kind of odds we like but there you have it…

So to hell with Lady Fortune, and I wish to not have no more of her supine charms because now we need help from the good God above.

Same as old Winston Churchill, the grandfather who when he was young — he enjoyed this diffident Fortune that she blessed us squarely upon the head, (literally) and put us into a comma. He from jumping from the bridge to escape his pursuers, and me escaping running into a dark corridor to escape the pounding from my pursuers — both of us running for our life.

It is thus his Life and mine that were spared many times over, from destruction, and from certain yet untimely death. A good break if you can catch it. But the blunt trauma to the head makes me now look like the Quasimod or the hunchback of Notre Dame de Paris — but that is Life.

Here is my ugly mug as it looks today, after this dastardly and treasonous Microsoft organized politically motivated and racist attack by the subhumans and by the CEO of that silly company an Islamist named Satya Nadela who is coming as a simpleton and a hateful snowflake engineer, who migrated from the horrors of Mumbai in the old Raj subcontinent of India.

Look and weep:

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Yet sad as this might seem — we have hope for recovery after a long treatment period and a certain type of brain surgery….

Yet to allow this assassination attack to take place inside the global headquarters of Microsoft because the Microsoft CEO Mr Satya Nadela refused to offer any form of Security to this Candidate for the United States Senate Dr Pano Churchill, for his official speech is unconscionable. And to go after the attack and further injure the leader of the American Political party — the Lincoln Party — is criminal. Because all of Mr Satya Nadela efforts today are at hiding this terrible attack under the collective power that Microsoft’s wealth and Public Relations propaganda machine can buy along with the buy out of the Redmond Corrupt Police department. It’s a nice job to have to be a CEO of a powerful and extra wealthy company that hides it’s wealth in international tax heavens and hates our President all the while pretending to be a good guy whereas in reality they are a daft champion of Anti-Americanism and are full of Hate for our Liberty and Democracy.

Because what else do you call those hate mongers, the Islamists, and the misguided Socialists, who rule Microsoft, but clueless and haters? And what about the infamous MicroSerfs that attacked me in order to stop my speech, and in order to silence this defender of Liberty and the staunchest Supporter of our own American Constitution in this State?

They are all sadly lost to us because they believe that hate and violence might solve anything today and want to divide our country to pieces. They sincerely want to finance the sedition effort of the five Western States, and think this idiotic plan will succeed. All because their candidate didn’t manage to steal the elections…. Sad tools and daft binary individuals with out a trace of imagination or innovation amongst them.

Yet this is the leadership of Microsoft today and hope that somebody from the Board of Directors is listening because this is actionable intelligence to fire the CEO and all his minions and start from scratch with honest hard working Americans unwilling to become the Slave Farm that Microsoft has become with the thousands of contract workers form the subcontinents. That is how the Islamist have taken control of this company.

Perhaps time to change that… and maybe the IRS should also look into their nefarious tax avoidance practices and the Homeland Security and the Immigration Service ought to look into how they break all the Immigration laws customarily and that is why they fight the President’s Immigration Executive Order.

But the violence they loosened upon me at the time of my speech in their headquarters will surely be their undoing because we have watchful Leaders in command of our country and our Justice department is now getting ready to attack them and the corrupt Redmond Police department with a strong investigation.

And my advise to the snowflake Mr Satya Nadela is to be careful because Americans are just and honest people and things change fast here just like the changeable weather of Seattle. And as soon as the American people find out that their preferred Conservative yet Independent US Senate Candidate for the State of Washington, has been gravelly injured and yet remained alive and is fighting — they will flock to my defense.

Mr Nadela, methinks that your days sabotaging our country are coming to a swift end…

Count my words little man of Microsoft:

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And I have no doubt that honest to goodness American people will start a massive boycott of Microsoft and cause the end of that terrible regime of Islamic fundamentalists having control of a great American company within our own country.  Ordinary and normal American people will surely listen to this clarion call for the cause of Liberty, Democracy, and Freedom od Speech.

As for myself I feel betrayed because I was assured of Microsoft Security by the senior engineer Todd Rawlings who apparently invited me only so that the militants can sequester me and attack me. It was a well orchestrated assassination attempt because these Microsoft militants attacked me knowing that there will be no Security of any kind and I can be a sacrificial lamb in their hands, once they sequester me inside their own turf.

Indeed I failed in my defense because I trusted that Microsoft would have their usual security personnel on hand at the Speech same as they always have the Redmond Police Department’s finest officers who moonlight with Microsoft and also work there full time once they are out of the Police force…

Yet, because I was attacked while I was giving a political speech, having being invited under false pretenses by this Microsoft company leader, Satya Nadela through Todd Rawlings, and because both of these people do not tolerate the American Constitution that guarantees our basic human rights, our Freedom of Speech, and our basic freedoms — I feller the trap and was betrayed by the trust that I had placed not on them but on the founders of that company who are sadly not there anymore…

In the hands of these fools I suffered a betrayal and a dastardly attack against my Life. But for the Grace of God I would by now be dead… Yet providence summoned me and saved me, and I only have God to Thank for my being alive today. And I have the Good Doctors to also thank for a good survival outlook, and a positive prognosis. As for the future — we yet don’t know what it holds for this new Guardian of another “Thermopylae” today — but I assure you that should I survive this ordeal, I will run for the United States Senate position of the Washington State this elections of 2018 and we will win.

Count on it.

Because if anything I am a fighter and as long as  have a breath of Life inside of me — I will fight to win and to represent the American people and all the Washingtonians fully and well. Honest Politicking is what we need and not more corrupt politicians like Patty Murray and Maria Cantwell that all they do are to say Yes to a corrupt DNC and their lobbyists that line up their pockets with ill gotten gabs that make them store bought politicians like so many that we need to eject form the Capitol in order to drain the swamp…

And I promise you that I will fight on, because very much like my grandfather Winston — I am made of stern stuff and of a strong disposition. And of a certain temerity that allows me to withstand these barbaric attacks from the Asiatic forces of darkness, even when those hateful forces are located in Redmond Washington and are part of the Leadership of a famous company called Microsoft. A company that has certainly lost it’s way, it’s rudder, and it’s compass, in the hands of an Asiatic simpleton who is just a leader of the horde and who has no relation to our American values, nor any understanding of our Constitution, and certainly no respect for our Liberty.

Indeed it is a terrible thing to witness the distraction, and the loss of direction, of an once proud company like Microsoft. What a shame…

Yet my fortune to be alive today after suffering such an attack is the unique and special connection, between grandfather Winston Churchill, and grandson Dr Pano Churchill, above all else. Our long term survival against all odds… unites us firmly, and our resilience against assassination attempts from our haters and those Nazis, Islamists, or Communists, unites us even further into the fabric of Democracy and Liberty amongst this group of select Patriots that guard the Republic willingly giving our own blood to nourish the tree of Freedom for all Americans and indeed for all Free people of the Free world.

Of course Winston Churchill encountered death up close and personal many times, same as me, but his “times” were far more graphic, involving horses and swashbuckling, and due to length of time passed since — they also have become a lot more public, because his secrets can be revealed today, since the Official Secrets Act only lasts so long…

Winston was larger than life and whether he dodged bullets grazing his head, or hitting his tent when asleep, or even hitting his horse, and his comrades – he always seemed to escape with his life. Not exactly unscathed, but he was always wounded more deeply from those betrayals small and large, arising from those errant friends, or those amongst his intimate circle of friends, and trusted colleagues — than any wound the enemy inflicted upon his body.

Same as me now that I reflect that the betrayal of my Microsoft colleagues to guide me unsuspecting and without any security into the trap full of venomous snakes of the human variety — is the biggest betrayal there is and the deepest wound against my mortal coil…

Indeed Winston same as yours truly — hated betrayal, more than any other vice in life. And he did so because he had felt the sting of betrayal far too often in his multifarious life…

And so have I hated this betrayal — same as this instance where I was lured to give a speech inside Microsoft Headquarters under false pretenses only to be betrayed and driven to bear my cross up to my “Golgotha” where my persecutors sought to nail me upon the metaphorical cross of a slow and painful death due to blunt head trauma that acts like a delayed fuse bomb in the brain.

What bastards and losers can live inside the skin of seemingly ordinary Microsoft employees that are all MicroSerfs, self haters, and zombies against Liberty… in the placid and green campus in the little company town of corrupt Redmond city, next to Seattle…

Amazing betrayal of public trust.

And the fact of the matter is this gets worse because the Redmond Police department is steeped into this corruption like a drunk with his head n the toilet. Being a company town Microsoft dictates to the Police department all of their actions and of course it causes them to cover this thing up and to not even arrest the named attackers some two months after this dastardly assassination attempt occurred inside Microsoft headquarters.

Maybe now the new FBI director will get involved to solve this and maybe the Justice department will handle this delicate matter of an assault against the heart of our Democracy…

Maybe…

But at least the prognosis is not of an imminent death… Not yet… Unless … the fortune withdraws her protections and God figures he don’t need me anymore. But I am sure that is not to be the case yet.

So stay strong my friends. State strong, and keep me in your prayers.

As for the Doctors here is an example off my current state of affairs:

As you can see I have serious enemies not only because I am a legend in my time, but because I run for the position of United States Senator on behalf of this State of Washington that I have chosen to make my home since the time I went to the local college here the University Washington.

Now please imagine, that somehow I have managed to survive all these incredible attacks emanating from the sore losers of the Democratic party apparatchiks who fashion themselves to be fascists like the criminals that run North Korea across the Pacific today.

And it is a fitting metaphor because North Korea targets Seattle with nukes, and yet we have to remain defenseless without even a simple Civil Evacuation Plan. We have to wait the nuclear bombs in our homes because the faulty liberals that run this State as a Soviet state for the last fifty years have decreed that we should have no protection from Nuclear Armageddon lest we anger our North Korean friends.

Imagine that… We have no escape plan, and certainly no evacuation plan, nor any defense plan — because the Dems have passed a stupid law that forbids us from making any public plans for this eventuality…. claiming that any defensible plan against a nuclear attack form North Korea, will be a detriment to Peace.

This is how crazy and mentally unstable as well as violent, the various mobs of liberal haters have become…

As a further example of liberal hypocrisy and violence, here is a story today about a Tennessee woman, who was apparently discontent with her congressman’s remarks at a town hall held at the University of Tennessee-Martin, did what any normal, curious and courteous constituent would do to have her followup concerns addressed — she chased his car down, forced him off the road and started screaming and banging on their windows. You guessed it. The congressman, David Kustoff, is a Conservative. And indeed a full on Republican. And for Conservatives as well as for Republicans, all over the United States, it is open season and it is getting positively dangerous out there. This particular story ended with Wendi Wright, 35, being arrested and charged with felony reckless endangerment. And the specifics of her charges come down to this: She allegedly chased Kustoff and his aide, Marianne Dunavant, in her car as they drove from the town hall event, ultimately intimidating them to the point that they pulled into the driveway of somebody they knew. That’s when Wright got out of her car, approached theirs, and began to scream and rant, pound their windows and, at one point, reached inside their vehicle. She also stepped in front of their car to prevent the congressman and his aide from leaving, police said.  Wright ultimately left the scene — but was apprehended after she posted details of the incident to her Facebook page. And it’s that little facet of the story that seems most remarkable. Think about it: Ms violent snowflake Wright was so proud of her behavior that she put it out there for the world to see. She felt no shame; no need to hide her actions. The question we need to ask is this: Is Wright demented? Or just an average Democrat in the Trump era?

Certainly, the atmosphere in the country has turned much more accepting of violence as a form of leftist political protest in recent months — since the rise of President Donald Trump, in fact. College campuses are filled with angry, ignorant students influenced by politically progressive and Marxist professors who don’t mind tossing a rock or two at building windows whenever a conservative speaker comes to town. The streets are filled with anarchy-minded individuals who seem to take whatever cause of the day — women’s rights, for example, or climate change — and turn it into a vicious anti-Trump drumbeat that ends with cars ablaze, people injured and general mayhem inflicted. The congressional halls of Democratic offices are filled with calls to impeach Trump, finding an actual impeachable offense be danged. And the media, the ever complicit media, don’t mind rising from the mud, when opportunity presents, to join the anti-this, anti-that fray as well.

Just a few days ago, police in West Virginia’s Capitol arrested a journalist, Daniel Ralph Heyman, who they said was “aggressively breaching the Secret Service agents to the point where agents were forced to remove him a couple of times from the area,” ABC News reported, citing an officer. Apparently, Heyman was also allegedly “causing a disturbance” by yelling questions at Health and Human Services Secretary Tom Price — stupid questions, no less. Heyman, in a followup interview with the Associated Press, said he was “arrested after he repeatedly asked Price about whether domestic violence is a pre-existing condition under the Republican health care proposals and got no response,” ABC reported. Hey, Heyman: You probably got no response because there was no response to give. The question was aimed at inciting an emotional backlash; it had no basis in logic or fact. Heyman, of course, has now become the cause celebre for the media to talk about the First Amendment — from an anti-Trump point of view, of course. The whole fiasco could have been easily avoided. Price, just a short time later, held a public news conference where he fielded journalists’ questions. In other words: Heyman could’ve waited his turn. He just wanted to stir trouble. All this, meanwhile, comes on the heels of an appeal by a Huffington Post editor-at-large for leftists to simply hound those of the pro-Trump camp by following Republican politicians to their places of work, places of dining, places of living, and stand outside and protest and demand answers. Answers to what? Apparently, to why they’re Republicans, refusing to vote Democratic.

Yet this is the tone and atmosphere of the country right now. And it’s one created and fueled solely by the left. So what’s a good Republican to do to stay safe?

The easy answer, of course, would be to hide and go underground — to keep quiet, to cower and run. But this is what the left wants. And why should they win? The voters, after all, have spoken.

No, what’s called for in the face of these bullies is to fight harder. Bullies don’t back down unless they’re met with a force that’s to be reckoned with. And how do you best fight lying, deceptive, argumentative, angry, irrational, violent socialist-minded partisans with intent on corrupting the Constitution and destroying the greatness of America? With truth. With courage. With the full armor of God — including the breastplate of righteousness, shield of faith, and sword of the spirit.

In the face of such power, the permanent and indefensible evil these lunatic leftists represent — can only flee in panic. After all snowflakes melt under the scrutiny of the Sun and the strong warm light of day.

And so do buttercups… and assorted vermin.

They all scurry and melt away when the light shines upon them…

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In another story today, the sense of a divided America, is growing as do the attacks against us from the violent haters who masquerade as Democrats and Socialists, or Islamists and Feminists… because that is what represents my Microsoft experience where the attackers have continued their harassment against me even after their violent physical attack. And to this day they still attack me with various cyber attacks against my servers and websites, and they besmirch my good name through Libel that is directed by the all powerful Microsoft PR and legal machine. Imagine a large public Company attacking a candidate for the United States Senate and using Libel by sullying my good name through various libelous attacks and through their stopping the investigation of the Redmond Police department which they fully own and control. And by spreading malicious rumors about me and even using their wealth to buy my legal reps, and cause them to betray me, they cause further harm, and injury to me, same as they do through their spreading of misinformation against me. Indeed Microsoft has spread so many nasty rumors against me in an effort to discredit me, and cause me further loss of face, and business value, that they publicly libel me even in places and venues where I have speaking engagements scheduled for the future. Of course as you would expect, this brazen and systematic hateful libel action, against an incapacitated victim of a violent attack inside their Headquarters will not go unpunished. Because as soon as I recover some of my strength – we will report them to the FBI and to the Justice department. And we will also start a boycott against this nasty Company because they have been inimical to Justice and the American way. And that is why I call upon all of you, to pass this bit of news forward; so that we can alert the American public to their barbaric hateful ways, of libeling the brave amongst us — hoping to bring us down to their sorry level of slithering snakes and venomous haters.

Sadly here in Seattle it is a world full of wickedness and hate, that we have to live in -amongst these passive aggressive bipolar and hateful liberals who are always under the influence of the marijuana that is the legal herb today. And all the weak snowflakes smoke, vape, inhale and ingest cannabis in myriad different ways of getting seriously stoned and mentally jacked-up to the point that they go crazy and are violent and totally unaccountable of their actions. And indeed all of Microsoft is a big Cannabis factory where just walking out  in the green grass amongst the buildings, you can smell and even taste the weed, and you get an instant contact “High” just by breathing the air. Because nothing else is emanating in that Corporate Campus besides the smell of mental rot that cannabis smoking represents, and the liberal mindset of militant Islamists and America haters. Never mind that its a felony to be smoking marijuana in public — the Redmond Police department is owned by Microsoft and they never arrest anyone there. As a matter of fact they are also probably stoned and the Police people there really don’t give a damn. So keep on smoking MicroSerfs — you are really getting smarter by the minute… But as you are lost amidst the smoke of thousands and thousands of puffers and losers out there like your CEO please keep in mind that there is Justice at the end of the Rainbow and as the Arc of the Universe tends towards justice — your time for you just deserts has finally arrived.

As for the CEO Satya Nadela, he is a crooked person just as his Presidential candidate Hillary and just as corrupt. Clearly the fish stinks form the head on down in the company town of Redmond where the Mayor and all the City Council as well as the head of the Police department are all in the payroll of Microsoft in ways direct and indirect… Never have I seen a greater case of public Private Corruption that this nasty swamp of Microsoft and Redmond City and Police department. Time for the new head of the FBI to come around and clean this smelly stable full of bullshit.

Yet I chose to go speak there willingly, because I did not now any of these things n advance. When I agreed to speak at the Microsoft headquarters, I was fully expecting that a regular Microsoft Security detail and Redmond Police department security detail would be present to prevent just such an event from happening.  But apparently the security detail was turned down and neither Microsoft Security, nor the Redmond Police department deployed anyone to protect me. The company failed in a series of ways to protect me. instead the CEO of the company Satya Nadela chose not only to place me in danger because he knew that I am a VIP candidate for the US Senate, and a person that is known to be a strong Speaker for the Constitution, that attracts tons of fanatics — but he also held back any Security personnel from attending my speech inside his Headquarters Campus. And although I am known to be a person that attracts all the “moths” to my high intensity LIGHT emanating from within — the CEO of Microsoft Mr Satya Nadela failed me intentionally, because apparently he wanted to teach me a “lesson” that I will not forget since he is a supporter of my opponent corrupt Ms Patty Murray. Worth noting the Senator Patty Murray is well known because her nephew is the accused pervert Mayor of Seattle Ed Murray, a sick person that has been accused by dozens of men as having molested them when they were mere children. This is the openly gay Mayor Ed Murray, who is not only a nephew of Senator Patty Murray that has put him there through her nepotism, but is also the Mayor who has perverted the youth of the city through his devious sexual ways. And Satya Nadela, the CEO of Microsoft, being himself a snowflake who supports Patty Murray and the Mayor Ed Murray, are all peas of the same pod. and this is what I hear from people near the matter, and around the office of the CEO Satya Nadela of Microsoft. Allegedly the CEO of Microsoft, is also a weed smoker, an islamist, and a snowflake, and as such he doesn’t give a damn about anything other than his personal pleasures and his own libelous behaviour.

So I took an outsized risk without knowing the depth of idiocy prevailing that Company’s leadership and the risk backfired, and I got fully beat up. Yet I take the blame and the obviously heavy injuries from it — because the reason why we take Big Risks is for the support of our Cause. And I am willing to take any amount of risk in the cause of Freedom and Democracy. This is because these things are really worth it. And because I live a Life of principle — in defense of our Republic — I am willing to take all these extraordinary risks, even against my own Life. But I am always heartened by the admonition that through my example millions of others will follow and join the fight on the right side of History, by openly and unashamedly speaking up for Freedom and Democracy, wherever we are called to give a talk, or asked to speak up and exercise our First Amendment rights.

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This practice indeed, makes us even more human, than the opposite, and elevates us to a position far above that of our attackers who occupy the slimy underground. And we will win in the end after all the attacks, because this is our path to Victory, and their path to defeat…

And as Gandhi always said:

“First they laugh at you, then they attack you, and then You win.”

And let’s also remember Winston Churchill’s permanent admonition:

“When you are going through Hell — keep on going.”

Because…

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A case in point of how good risk is always taken, is worth remembering, that President Trump has taken an outsized risk by running and wining the Elections of 2016…

Yet crazy people today in this divide country are calling for his assassination like this woman in the story bellow. One has to wonder if enraged liberals are simply unaware that calling for the assassination of the president is a federal crime?

I’m starting to think that might be the case, considering how many are making this very foolish mistake. But, then again, maybe they’re just that dumb…

Joining the bandwagon of what liberals seems to think is an acceptable form of protest, a Kentucky woman over the weekend urged anyone listening and able to assassinate Trump.

Taking to Twitter, Heather Lowrey wrote: “If someone was cruel enough to assassinate MLK, maybe someone will be kind enough to assassinate Trump. #bekind #trump #lovetrumpshate” On e has to wonder if the violent liberal snowflakes are simply unaware that calling for the assassination of the U.S. President is a federal crime?
Same as it is to try to assassinate a US Senate Candidate. It is a federal crime, and not just a local crime…
Yet, I’m starting to think that the Liberals ad their Enablers, the local Democratic politicians that allow them to cause this much unrest, are all totally crazy, considering how many are making this very foolish mistake like the dodos of Microsoft. But, then again, maybe they’re just dumb, stoned, and stupid — due to their voracious consumption of the chronic stoner wed.
So joining the bandwagon of crazy ideas, that liberals seems to think is an acceptable form of protest, a Kentucky woman over the weekend urged anyone listening and able to assassinate Trump — to do so. Taking to Twitter, Heather Lowrey wrote: “If someone was cruel enough to assassinate MLK, maybe someone will be kind enough to assassinate Trump. #bekind #trump #lovetrumpshate”

This Heather clearly a demented and violent snowflake, brought upon her head immediately some severe consequences, in addition to Twitter shutting down her account. First, Heather Lowrey was fired from her job at the burlesque company “Va Va Vixens,” which released the following damning statement against her: “Please, know that we, at Va Va Vixens, do not condone the behavior of Heather Lowrey. She was dismissed the moment we were informed of this incident. We have a zero tolerance policy for such. It’s no secret that we are in the midst of a divided nation. With so much hate and anger in the world, our hope is to be a sanctuary that welcomes all walks of life with open arms. We do not condone hate by any party and will not partake in it. We in no way support negative behavior or malicious intent from anyone.” Second, she received a very scary visit from the Secret Service, which will now investigate her threat. Liberals need to understand that they might not like having Trump as their president, but threatening to kill him is not an acceptable means of protest. Unless they are purposely trying to get thrown in jail, for their troubles…

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Yet, as political leaders we expose ourselves to considerable risk daily, because risk taking, is what made Donald Trump the President of the United States today, and risk taking is what propels me to seek the Untied States Senate position, on behalf of the great State of Washington in 2018, same as I have tried in 2016… with great results.

Risk taking was also Winston Churchill’s game when he was saved by the grandson of Charles Darwin, who actually saved young Winston from drowning in a frozen lake, where he had fallen through the broken ice, that he was walking upon.

Winston took the risk of falling through the notoriously thin ice of Oxfordshire because he wanted to treat the odds… Apparently Winston was walking on the thin ice, in order to determine its strength for ice hockey, and other ice skating games, during the deep cold winters of Oxfordshire…

He knew the odds , and he took them. Perhaps this legend illustrates the frequency with which Winston would take the odds, and fall into trouble, and yet emerge the other side fairly unscathed, even if relatively a bit worse for wear.

These are also the travails of the loneliest boy in the world, taking extraordinary risks, while stealing time away from tutors, and making fun for himself, while always running away from an unhappy household made up of an inattentive mother, a careless father, and a bunch of mindless tutors and nurses…

Of course Winston was always a “handful” and as his Mother said: “A young troublemaker will surely find trouble to boot, and Winston is surely such a precocious child.”

This pretty much describes me and my family to a letter… as well. Perfect education, yet inattentive child rearing, and distant fathering.

And maybe there are explanations for that too; because Winston’s father was aghast at young Winston’s lack of civility and progress at school, and the story goes that he apparently had decided to reform him through firm schooling within the Military Academy. Yet the fact remains that it was Winston who loved all things military, and particularly loved playing war games and staging the famous battles of Waterloo and Blenheim and all others, with his tin & lead soldiers in his bedroom — and that is the real reason why he wanted to go to the Sandhurst academy. Because this was the gateway of his ambitions and that all of it culminated with his entering into the Sandhurst Military Academy to pursue a career in the Army. So as it turns out it was Winston’s idea to go to the Military Academy, and he had to convince his father to let him join and that is why he failed in all of his other pursuits, in order to make this the only choice available to all concerned.

Well played Winston — Well Done. You aced the player’s game once again. Even though you were playing against your much older “father” who was himself quite willy…

In young Winston’s words: “It took me three tries to pass into Sandhurst. There were five subjects, of which Mathematics, Latin and English were obligatory, and I chose in addition French and Chemistry.”

“In this hand I held only a pair of Kings-English and Chemistry. Nothing less than three would open the jackpot. I had to find another useful card. Latin I could not learn. I had a rooted prejudice which seemed to close my mind against it.”

“Two thousand marks were given for Latin. I might perhaps get 400! French was interesting but rather tricky, and difficult to learn in England. So there remained only Mathematics.”

“After the first Examination was over, when one surveyed the battlefield, it was evident that the war could not be won without another army being brought into the line. Mathematics was the only resource available. I turned to them-I turned on them-in desperation.”

“All my life from time to time I have had to get up disagreeable subjects at short notice, but I consider my triumph, moral and technical, was in learning Mathematics in six months. At the first of these three ordeals I got no more than 500 marks out of 2,500 for Mathematics.”

“At the second I got nearly 2,000. I owe this achievement not only to my own “back-to-the-wall’ resolution-for which no credit is too great; but to the very kindly interest taken in my case by a much respected Harrow master, Mr C. H. P. Mayo.”

“He convinced me that Mathematics was not a hopeless bog of nonsense, and that there were meanings and rhythms behind the comical hieroglyphics; and that I was not incapable of catching glimpses of some of these.”
–Winston Churchill “My Early Life.”

Winston Churchill’s earliest exposure to education occurred in Dublin, where a governess started teaching him reading, writing, and arithmetic through his first reading book called ‘Reading Without Tears.’ With limited contact with his parents, Winston Churchill became very close to his nanny who taught him through love all things can be learned. And indeed with her little Winston learned tons of useful things, but above all else he learned to also love Mrs Elizabeth Anne Everest, whom he called his own “Woom” and whom he loved dearly. Over the years she served as his confidante, as his nurse, and most importantly as his Mother, because she was always there when he was in need of a surrogate to his always absent and unresponsive biological Mother socialite Jennie Jerome Churchill who always had bigger and better things to do than offer her charm and TLC to her little child.

So little tyke Winston loved his Woom deeply, and he cried into her plentiful bosom every time he got hurt or felt slighted by this unjust world that didn’t quite make him feel understood. Indeed the two of them became a pair conveniently called “Winnie & Woom.”  This unlikely pair of “Lovers” got along so well that people compared them to a house on fire, because they were always up to some form of mischief and merriment seeking to find laughter and happiness for little Winston’s penchant and melancholy mood. And thus Winnie & Woom, spent together the formative years of Winston Churchill’s childhood, and this unlikely pair was seen everywhere causing mischief and merriment, that certainly allowed for many happy hours of playing in Phoenix Park in Dublin, and also all around the Blenheim Palace, and the beautiful countryside of Oxfordshire, and beyond — when the family returned to old blightey.

His “woom” was his constant companion and confidante, and when they returned home, this reliance on a “trusted comrade” allowed young Winston to take always greater risks fully knowing that the “Woom” was nearby to rescue him, should he fall into scrapes with nature, with animal, or even man, as he was always wont to do — and seldom failed to escape a good steeple chase.

Therefore as he grew up – he always felt that there was an escape hatch that allowed him to escape from any difficult situation that he could have boxed himself into. He even carried this in his polo playing days… and many times he felt that he had to protect the damsel in distress even though his room was ten times bigger than him and ten stone heavier, and stronger…

Yet since Winston was already independent and rebellious by nature, he spent a lot of time outdoors, exploring and gadding about and that caused him to get a poor academic record and in many instances to fail in completing the approved schoolwork. Therefore he was transferred from school to school frequently, and was thus educated at three independent schools: St. George’s School, Ascot, Berkshire; Brunswick School in Hove, near Brighton; and at Harrow School from 17 April 1888 onwards.

It is worth noting that within weeks of his arrival at Harrow, Winston Churchill had joined the Harrow Rifle Corps, and expressly spoke that he will be a great shot to protect his room form all comers. Never mind that the aforementioned ‘Room” could very well protect herself far better than little Winston could ever do — still he turned out to be a remarkably good sharp shooter.

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From then on, ad for the rest of his Life, Winston always fashioned himself as Saint George fighting and slaying the Dragons, in order to save the Damsel in distress awaiting his spirited charge on his white charger.

He did this for the rest of his Life — whether saving Old England, or the Commonwealth, or the Empire, or the whole of Western Civilization — for him it was always this primordial battle of Good versus Evil. And most of the time he managed to save the praying and crying damsel. He fought always hard and saved her. Hell, he even saved her sometimes against her will. As might be said about Antwerp. And perhaps even be said about Greece… after the Communists had overrun the little country.

As an example we observe his frequent changes of focus until he found what he liked best. And thus when young Winston started attending Harrow School, he was listed under the S’s as Spencer Churchill. At that time Winston was a stocky boy with red hair who talked with a stutter and a lisp. Winston did so well in mathematics in his Harrow entrance exam that he was put in the top division for that subject. Yet, in a swift change of the waters, during his first year at Harrow, he was recognized as being the best in his school division for history.

Winston however had entered the school, as the boy with the lowest grades, in the lowest class, and he somehow managed to remain in that position.

Winston never made it into the upper school because he would not study the classics. Although he did poorly in his schoolwork, he grew to love the English language through his reading and writing for his own pleasure – on subjects that would never earn him school credit.

Indeed, young Winston hated Harrow School with all it’s traditions, and peculiar antics.

His mother never visited him there, and thus he resorted to writing long letters begging her either to come to the school, or to allow him to come home. His relationship with his father was completely broken, as we explained above, and thus Randolph, always remained a distant and insignificant influence.

Winston once, in a moment of candor remarked, that they barely spoke to one another. His father died on 24 January 1895, aged 45, leaving Winston Churchill with the conviction that he too would die young and so should be quick about making his mark on the world.

He had many near misses from sudden and traumatic death. As an example, at age 18, while visiting his aunt, Lady Wimborne, in Bournemouth, Winston run and slipped and thus fell down from a 30 foot bridge, and hurting himself so bad that he remained unconscious for more than three days and nights, and when he came about, he had a long way towards recovery, and was ordered to stay in bed for more than three months.

But he rallied and managed to once again recover fully.

This pattern of ‘accidents” and near death misses, was to be repeated so many times during his long lifetime that he came to believe that he was indestructible, because he was put upon this earth for a higher purpose, and that a Good God was watching out for him.

So he clamored to take as many risks as he could – undiminished by the fear of death that occupies the minds of mere mortals, at the faintest mention of imminent exposure to injury and death.

And that is how young Winston, came to be regarded as the most courageous young soldier, in all of his campaigns across the five Continents where he was shot at, and where he shot at people, often killing a few at a time – always – with the usual honor and compassion that a non grunge bearing military man reserves for his enemies.

As he said “I never shot a man in anger but nonetheless shot at plenty of them.”

In the day of the Festival of Britain in the summer of 1951, Winston Churchill visited the Dome of Discovery, and was taken up in a lift to a celestial telescope, where he was told, that he could view the outer space. He viewed the sky through the telescope for a few minutes, and then turned around and said: “Please take me down — I am far more interested in what is happening on God’s earth… “

And indeed the earth has had the benefit of Winston Churchill’s attention for almost a century; because he lived to be 90… and the fact is that as a boy he had even heard Mr Gladstone speak. So we might easily say that when Winston was past eighty with the authority of fifty years of Parliamentary experience behind him, with the mantle of Success and Glory wrapped securely around his shoulders, and with an ardour for life as fierce and fresh as ever, he continued to serve Britain in the role of elder statesman, and Ambassador of Goodwill to the World, to Conservative Causes, and towards the Common Wealth.

As his career was not only spectacular for its triumphs but also for the long, intense struggles, before he achieved his ambitions as a young parliamentarian, all the way to becoming his Majesty’s First Minister and the Wartime Prime Minister that successfully executed the Second World War against the Germans and their allies, thus saving the World from the recurrence of the Dark Ages of another Thousand Years.

Yet now through the 50 years remove from his passing, the colours of his “painting canvas” of Life are nearly dry, and the painting complete — and they offer a sharp and surprising contrast, because his dazzling gifts were acknowledged from the very first, yet it took him forty years to reach his goal, and it will take us a few hundred more to recognize his genius.

Let’s now talk about Resilience, Courage, and Perseverance….

Because, although Winston Churchill had a reputation for enjoying luxury, few men have devoted their lives more completely to intellectual pursuits, and intense suffering and Herculian labors to achieve their goals and aims in this Life of Service on behalf of others. He has never moved in social circles; idle conversation or aristocratic companionship has never had an appeal for him. As for his humble behavior towards all common men, it must be noted that although he hobnobbed with World Leaders, still throughout his life his closest friends have all been men from humble backgrounds who have made their own way to the top; Lloyd George, ‘F. E.’ Smith, ‘Prof Lindemann and Brendan Bracken, and Lord Beaverbrook. It was Winston Churchill who recommended the last two, now Lord Cherwell and Lord Bracken, for peerages. And let’s not forget that he spend far more time working with his gardener, his stable hand, and his bricklayer at ChartWell than with anyone of his other political or society friends…

Churchill often attended official functions, but he rarely could be persuaded to spend a weekend away from home. He was devoted to his wife, and idolized by his children, and was very much the master of the household. The one thing he always insisted upon was comfort, and his ideas on this subject were based, rigidly, on Victorian standards. On all important occasions and especially when guests were present — delicious food and well trained servants were regarded as an absolutely essential element of hospitality. And if he could help it, he never traveled without a valet, although he often times had the desire and the need to travel solo and incognito. Before the war, he once arrived at Maxine Elliott’s villa in the South of France by himself, and told his hostess with a broad grin:

“My dear Maxine, you have no idea how easy it is to travel without a servant. I came here all the way from London alone, and it was quite simple.”

“Winston, how brave of you,” replied Miss Elliott.

Any deviation from schedule arranged in the name of work might have presaged Churchill with gloom, but he always rallied to the circumstance, adjusted, and ultimately made do and even on occasion enjoyed himself. For example, Lady Megan daughter of Lloyd George tells the story of a time many years ago when her father Lloyd George and Winston Churchill went on a trip to North Africa together to visit the local Leaders. It was then that a prominent prince of the desert kingdom, gave a large dinner in their honour. The feast was served in the open and the guests sat in a circle on the ground around a huge cauldron of steaming food. There were no forks or knives and everybody was expected to help, himself from the common bowl and to eat with his fingers.

Lloyd George enjoyed anything out of the ordinary and at once flung himself into the spirit of the occasion. But Winston Churchill sat silent and glowering, refusing to make a move of any kind. Some of the guests eyed him nervously for fear their host would
take offence at his sullen mood. Suddenly he rolled up his sleeves and with a fierce defiance plunged his arm into the bowl growling: “Come on, Megan, to hell with civilization…”

Winston Churchill occasionally played a game of chess when he wanted to distract himself, and he played tennis for exercise, but it was the game of polo, and his racing horses that held his real interest, and for visual entertainment he loved the theatre and he also had a weakness for romantic or humorous films. During the war he saw the film Lady Hamilton eight times and rewarded the producer, Alexander Korda, with a knighthood. The news of Rudolf Hess’s arrival in Britain is said to have been delivered to him while he was watching the Marx Brothers. Another one of his amusements was singing the old and familiar regimental and popular songs of his day. He always loved the sounds of the Scottish Highland bagpipes, and he had them included in all of his official functions. But he always loved to listen to a concert of them playing for his own private pleasure…

Indeed he loved the Martial music of the Highland bagpipers that have led men to battle since time immemorial.

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During the last years of his life, he never missed an annual evening visit to Harrow during which all the old school songs were sung with the proper Scottish Highlands bagpipes music accompaniment.

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However, Winston was always like a child about music, and a change of tune could turn him instantly from one mood to another. A story exists that during the war, his son-in-law Vic Oliver was playing “The Blue Danube” on the piano at Chequers, when Winston Churchill came through the door and slowly began to waltz. Suddenly Oliver jokingly struck the sombre chords of Chopin’s Funeral March. The Prime Minister broke off angrily, and left the room.

Winston Churchill’s recreations were simple enough, because he had derived his real pleasures in life from a great creative output, whether it is building houses, writing books, painting pictures, or making speeches, and leading the nation at war time and at peace time. Foreign Affairs is his thing and the mere thought of his lying-still was anathema to his principles and acute sensibilities. Once he remarked with a twinkle: ‘With all the fascinating things there are to do in the world, some people actually while away their time playing Patience. Just fancy that.’

Indeed very few people will accuse Winston of such a weakness… except that he liked to horse around literally…

It is a great tribute to Democracy that when war came Winston Churchill was clearly and unanimously accepted as the leader of the nation. The antagonisms and the quarrels that he had had with all three political parties, some of them stretching over nearly four decades, were put aside at once. Politicians and public alike recognized that by temperament, application, and genius, he was the one man superbly fitted to command the battle.

Never in history have the people of Britain been so solidly behind a Prime Minister.

Winston Churchill did not fail them.

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At last the canvas was high and broad enough to work on; at last his brilliant colours were needed to depict the terrible and majestic glow on the horizon. He thrilled the western world to its mission as no other man could have done. The very fact that he saw life in terms of broad events rather than through the individual, which hitherto had been his greatest weakness, now became his greatest strength.

When he spoke of Man, he was thinking of Mankind; and the future of Mankind hung in the balance.

Yet it is good to also remember that Winston Churchill has had to fight for everything he got, because no man has aroused more heated opposition, or been more bitterly hated during his lifetime and beyond… than Winston Churchill.

And although he was one of the great orators of the day — while in politics he lost more elections than any other politician.

And as his career culminated to the leadership of the Conservative Party – we tend to forget that he spent three quarters of his life fighting Conservative Party leaders.

And in turn he was deeply distrusted by each political party whose seats he graced, and whose ideology he befriended — yet he was unanimously entrusted in 1940 with the life of the nation and the unequivocal support of Crown and every last Man standing in the Free World… to be the Knight Saviour of England, the Empire, the Commonwealth of Nations, and indeed the whole of Western Civilization.

And that is exactly what he delivered.

To that end we all owe him a debt of Honour and thus we have to wish him Good luck and Godspeed wherever he is…

Hoping of course that he is working feverishly on our behalf — up in the Heavens above….

To be continued…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 12, 2017

What Would Churchill Do? (Chapter 7)

Winston Churchill in the beginning of 1938, when his political career
was at one of its lowest ebbs, was not a member of the Government
for although his colleagues recognized his ability they were deeply suspicious of his ‘unreliability’ and his ‘exhibitionism’.

‘The trouble with Winston,’ people said, ‘is that you never know what he will do next.’

Yet despite his exclusion from power, he was still the most colourful and controversial figure in English political life.

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Anyone who ever sat in the gallery of the House of Commons and simply watched the Chamber crowd to hear Churchill speak, would not want to leave before he ended, or before all of his retorts had been delivered — because he was so captivating as an Orator. They say that at certain distance he always looked extraordinarily old fashioned; in his black coat, his winged collar, his bow tie, and even in his rolling prose. All these things suggested a Gentleman from a more leisurely and cultivated back century. A Victorian soul. But what he had to say was not at all from or of the past. When he leaned forward to warn his colleagues of the dangers of Nazi Germany, and he was able to become the incarnation of a pugnacious and perennial John Bull, he was Brittania incarnate. A Lion of a Man. A new Leonidas guarding Thermopylae once again with his 300 faithful Spartan soldiers.

Hearing him, one felt the imagination of the House of Commons and the backbone of England, stir through the sheer power and the brilliance of his words. Yet unfortunately the magic ended with his eloquence, because when one went into the tea-room half an hour later; You could hear people chattering about what he had said with an alarming light-heartedness.

Winston Churchill spent most of his time at his country house, named “Chartwell” in Kent, where he could relax, remove his armor, his armor and his guard amidst family and visiting friends, who allowed for his round pink face to wear a permanent smile instead of the well known scowl he exhibited in public. Indeed nobody expected such a formidable man to have such a cherubic appearance. I have heard, that a woman had once told him that her baby looked like him, to which he replied firmly: “All babies look like me.”

I was also surprised by the fact that even in private conversation his phrases were as rounded and polished as when he is speaking in the House. He delighted in the use of such Victorian expressions as “I rejoice” or “I am greatly distressed” and “I venture to say” all of which were emphasized by the impediment in his speech, that prevented him
from pronouncing distinctly the letter V in any discernible auditory form, and was thus always accorded with the impression that he was saying “I enter to say.”

So this became a bit of his byword over time…

And what of the V he couldn’t pronounce?

He signed it, by using sign language and his fingers to display it.

And that became his trademark too…

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Yet even when in private, or at his home in “Chartwell,” being amongst friends and visiting colleagues, or dignitaries, and the conversation centred on world affairs, the empire, or the affairs of the home counties — Winston Churchill always talked with the brilliance one expected of him, using his extraordinary flourish of speech and oratory, as if he talked in front of his peers in Parliament. This was his usual manner of speech, except when he was deathly tired from debates and his dark dogs bedeviled him, and especially when he was absorbed with his own thoughts – he made no attempt at conversation, thus allowing all others to monopolize the discussion and veer to the topics of their choosing.

But in all cases, small talk did not interest him, so it was a question of either silence, or a rhetorical monologue, and nothing in between. It is important to remember that on the dark days before the war, he always expressed his fear that England would not only refuse to show her hand until it was too late to avoid war, but too late to win. He distinctly is remembered as saying: “Mr Chamberlain can’t seem to understand that we live in a very wicked world.” He went on to say: “English people want to be left alone, and I daresay a great many other people want to be left alone too. But the world is like a tired old horse plodding down a long road. Every time it strays off and tries to graze peacefully in some nice green pasture, along comes a new master to flog it a bit further along.”

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Winston Churchill spent many hours each day at his large, well lit, high ceilinged, and oak beamed study with tall windows scanning the surrounding views. This is where he worked through several iterations of manuscripts for his “Histories” and specifically for his unwritten book “The History of the English Speaking People in their Constant Pursuit of Liberty,” a subject about which he was always writing, and famously said to his visitors and colleagues that: “I doubt if I shall finish it before the war comes, and if I do, the part the English-speaking people will play, will be so decisive I will have to add several more volumes. And if it is not decisive — no more histories will be written for many years.”

With Winston one had always had an impression of restlessness, of pounding energy, and of a prodigious capacity for work, always with an expectation that something momentous will happen at any unexpected moment of time spent with him… In the course of one afternoon he would be writing and then feeding the goldfish in his pond, swimming in the swimming pool, and then working on the cottages, all of which he had built with his own hands. Or he would be painting in another cottage that he had turned into an Art studio and which was filled with pictures he had painted, and smelled of turpentine and oils but was mostly filled with water colours and untouched stretched canvases.

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In 1951 Sir John Rothenstein, the Director of the famed London Tate, “The Tate Gallery” and one of the foremost art critics in England, paid him the compliment of saying: “Had the fairies stuck a paint brush into his hands, instead of a pen into one, and a sword into the other, had he learnt while still a boy to draw and to paint, and had he dedicated an entire laborious lifetime to art, Winston Churchill would have been able to express himself, instead of one small facet, he would have painted big pictures.” Churchill, however, regarded painting as a recreation, not as hard work. In 1949 he commented to Rothenstein, “If it weren’t for painting, I couldn’t live; I couldn’t bear the strain of things.”

At the outbreak of the Second World War, he was again appointed First Lord of the Admiralty. Following the resignation of Neville Chamberlain on 10 May 1940, Churchill became Prime Minister. His speeches and radio broadcasts helped inspire British resistance, especially during the difficult days of 1940–41 when the British Commonwealth and Empire stood almost alone in its active opposition to Adolf Hitler.

Winston Churchill, led Britain as Prime Minister until the final victory over Nazi Germany had been secured.

After the Conservative Party suffered an unexpected defeat in the 1945 general election, he became Leader of the Opposition to the Labour Government. He publicly warned of the “Iron Curtain” of Soviet influence descending upon Europe and to counter that — he promoted the idea of a European common market and community, with strong individual nations maintaining their separate identities and unique economies. After winning the 1951 election, Churchill again became Prime Minister.
His second term was preoccupied by foreign affairs, including the Malayan Emergency, Mau Mau Uprising, the Korean War, and the American and UK-backed coup d’état in Iran.
Domestically his government laid great emphasis on house-building. Winston Churchill suffered a serious stroke in 1953 and retired as Prime Minister in 1955, although he remained a Member of Parliament until 1964. Upon his death aged ninety in 1965, Elizabeth II granted him the honour of a state funeral, which saw one of the largest assemblies of world statesmen in history.

Named the Greatest Briton of all time in a 2002 poll, and the most important man alive during his lifetime – Winston Churchill is widely regarded as easily being the most influential person in British and World history, and consistently ranking on top in opinion polls of Prime Ministers of the United Kingdom, and of all the great Leaders in history. His highly complex legacy and his historical and political school of thought, continue to educate, inform and also stimulate intense debate amongst politicians, leaders, and military strategists, as well as amongst writers, and historians.

And that is no small praise because indeed his leadership skills were unmatched, and thus to many, Winston Churchill was not only the greatest Statesman of the 20th century but also the greatest Statesman of History. And although he was best known for his leadership during World War II he was also a great Defender of Constitutionalism and Conservative Values. Let’s remember that in Political Thought Winston Churchill was a staunch supporter of the Constitution and its legacy, for the Rule of Law, for the Safety of the People, and for the continuation of the English Nation in perpetuity.

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Constitutionalism is the most important part of the national state structure for Winston Churchill; and both the unwritten Constitution of the United Kingdom as the well written and documented one of the United States – are the bulwarks against whom the successive waves of Social Rot, Socialism, Fascism, Communism, and Authoritarianism, continuously crash and dissipate…

Winston Churchill’s conservative thoughts, liberal democratic, and Tory plebeian ideas, as well as his strong adherence to the origins — do not dispose us well for the fact, that his family father Sir Randolph Churchill was the originator of Liberal Tory Democracy or as called in the day, Progressive Conservatism – AKA “Tory Democracy,” but he was also a staunch supporter of Fiscal Responsibility and strong state Law & Order management; all ideas that Winston Churchill inherited from Lord Randolph Henry Spencer-Churchill (13 February 1849 – 24 January 1895) who was also a British charismatic politician who served as Chancellor of the Exchequer and in many other important posts. After the Conservative Party suffered an unexpected defeat in the 1945. He campaigned in line with the Liberal Government to install responsible free government for the people. By 1885 he had formulated the policy of “Progressive Conservatism” which came to be known as “Tory Democracy.”

It is significant to note that there exists not a single photograph of the boys with Randolph Churchill, although we have hundreds of photos of them with their Mother. There s a reason for this. Jennie didn’t want the boys to be associated with the “rather exotic” tastes of Randolph and she kept them apart. And here is one of the last photographs of Sir Randolph Churchill — a lonely man — before his last journey around the world and his death from degrading syphilis:

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Thus Winston came to be an orphan and a bastard before the age of 20 years old.

Yet Winston Churchill’s doubly noble, ducal and royal parentage, ought to have been included in the official biographical record but was certainly not — simply because controversial origins are unusual for Great Men. The Plebs will not understand,,, And any instructive history of the times of Winston Churchill and of Victorian England have to be a simple reading that excites the imagination but not the base impulses, of men. So this bit of his physical parentage was simply excluded from the “Official Record” because the “physical” father of Winston Churchill was a powerful man who could keep things out of the Press and out of the books. Yet in the family, all know who his real father was, and that certainly was not Sir Randolph Churchill. This also explains quite well, the complete lack of any relationship Winston Churchill exhibited for his family “father” Sir Randolph Churchill, whose name he inherited, and vice versa.

And although Winston revered Randolph and his overblown achievements – he could not have failed to see that a Man who duly considered him bastard and referred to his young son as a dimwit, was not a loving father. Even by Victorian standards, this was understandable as seen from the point of view of Sir Randolph Churchill, who over time came to be thinking, that he was “saddled” with carrying Winston. Thus rearing another man’s progeny – for very little recompense — even though this man to whom he owed the favour, was the Sovereign. This “royal burden” of a precocious child, and Randolph’s aversion to anything emanating from Jennie’s womb, due to the natural jealousy that stems from the incredible series, and the number of affairs, this spectacularly beautiful, flirtatious, and sexually active “wife” carried on during their “white marriage” – was the point of friction that clouded his judgment and manifested his dislike towards young Winston. In turn this was also the reason Winston as a child, always felt alone, ignored, and severely unloved.

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Yet because of the fact that his Mother Jennie was known for her beauty and her sexual prowess, since she bestowed her charms to many male suitors – caused a discreet benefit to Winston as there was always an “open door” for young Winston, through the benevolence of some high standing individual smitten with his Mother’s charms, and her proclivity for abundant sex, fun, & games.

And as Jennie was known to have carried only one long affair, the one with the future Sovereign — starting from the days of her Isle of Wight holidays, and carrying on during subsequent years, during the Summer court, and the winter balls, and on all other occasions. This long affair was carried with none other than the Prince of Wales, who later came to be known as “Edward the Caresser,” or King of England Edward VII, with whom Jennie carried a fully documented romance starting in the island of Wight during the Summer of 1861 and continuing all the way to his coronation as King of England and his marriage, and beyond. Naturally young Winston was seen as the bastard scion from the best “House of England” the Palace, but a ‘bastard’ nonetheless… or rather the secret son of Prince Edward, the future King and Emperor.

It was indeed that Royal “union” where Jennie Jerome coupled with the Prince of Wales, sired Winston Churchill in 1874, rather than Jennie Jerome’s hastily organized ‘white-wedding’ in the British Consulate in Paris to her ‘lawful’ husband Sir Randolph Churchill when it was discovered that she was pregnant with child from the Prince.

And thus it came as a rather convenient ‘invention’ to get Jennie to marry Randolph Churchill with whom she was already best of friends and with whom she was going to be loosely playing ‘house’ for two decades. This practice was a common enough occurrence in Victorian England as in this case protected both the Sovereign’s reputation, and the newborn boy’s reputation, but it also offered a smooth Victorian ‘Society Alibi’ for Randolph Churchill, who apparently preferred more manly company than the delights of the female flesh and the kind of intercourse and the biblical bonds that create babies…

But Jennie wouldn’t stop with bedding a future King and siring children from his loins. In a spectacular search for the best pedigree and quality DNA in order to sire her children – she “danced” bedded, and entertained, all kinds of nobility and royalty, from Barons, Earls, Counts, princes, and even the future King, and all those others who graced Jennie’s boudoir and caressed her loving bosom — and only then she settled on the future Sovereign as her ‘Amour propre et Paramour.’

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Now that we know whose seed produced Winston — we come to recognize their similarities in the face and physiognomy, as well as in the natural Leadership abilities of Winston, and his look alike persona to that of Edward VII and his awesome ability to lead men to his point of view, and to doing his bidding.

By comparing photographs of the two men — we see the obvious. They are copies from the same mold.

It is then that we also come to see Lady Randolph who apparently even had a pet name for the monarch – “Tum Tum” in reference to his rotundity – while he in turn referred to her as “ma chere” as a calculating woman.

Maybe Jennie was indeed a calculating female seeking to better her chances.
But who isn’t?
And which woman wasn’t calculating back in the days of the gilded Victorian age, or even today?
Still, Jennie’s relationship with the prince was not only long lasting, but overtly sexual, as it is claimed, that Lady Randolph never allowed herself to fall in love.
These claims are made by Celia and John Lee, in their biography titled: ‘The Churchills – A Family Portrait.’
The writers were given access to the Churchill family documents and to several private letters saved by Henry Peregrine Churchill — Winston Churchill’s nephew.
Among these Churchill papers were the intimate notes from King Edward VII, written to Jennie Churchill, during the days when he was still the young Prince of Wales; and she was carrying on a steamy affair with him, in a relationship that was documented in the frequent correspondence between Winston’s mother and the Prince, who was truly the most eligible bachelor of his time.
In one of his letters, he politely asked: ‘If he could visit her for Japanese tea?’ an apparent reference to a loose fitting kimono she would wear only for him.
In another letter, he told her teasingly that she should stick to ‘old friends’ instead of chasing new loves and wondered ‘where your next love victim is?’
Most letters from Lady Jennie Churchill to Prince Edward, have been ‘lost’ but a rather curious one survives. And it is there that Jennie informs Prince Edward, about his ‘secret son’ Winston ‘the puppy’ and his progress…

Here is the photograph of the young Prince of Wales Edward who later became the King of England and the Emperor of Great Britain:

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Jennie wrote in another letter to her other son Jack Churchill (Winston’s brother, and Peregrine’s father) that Prince Edward was thinking of naming a new puppy after him…

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Celia Lee said Lady Jennie Churchill was just another American socialite, born Jennie Jerome, except that unlike all others, she was always able to keep her emotional distance, and her romantic heart in check.
Apparently according to Celia Lee: ‘It was not a love affair between Jennie and the Prince but a matter of sexual convenience for both of them.’

‘The way the Prince wrote to her, asking her to serve him tea in her ‘geisha dress’ would have been a totally inappropriate way to address a woman, married, widowed or single. This, and the amount of time they spent together, marks her out as having a rather long and strongly sexual relationship with him.’

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Hundreds of books have been devoted to the life of Winston Churchill but there are still many unexplained aspects of his family’s story, that the book by the husband-and-wife team of historians John and Celia Lee, who were granted unique access to the private papers of Winston’s nephew, the late Peregrine Churchill, set out to clarify. In particular, the have been successful in reintroducing Winston’s little-known younger brother, Jack Churchill, into the story, has proved to be the key to appreciating the truth about several mysterious aspects of the astonishing tale of the Churchills.

The myths that grew up around them were not, it seems, only peddled by fawning newsmen, competing politicians, envious detractors, or even credulous gossips.
Jack Churchill was born six years after his more famous brother, and thus has largely been forgotten. Yet he is vital to understanding this complicated family. His low profile is partly due to Winston himself. Much of the writing about his childhood draws upon his autobiography, My Early Life. This hugely readable and amusing story, published in 1930, was how he wanted the world to see him, but it needs to be read with a critical eye.
In one extraordinary passage Winston describes how, on a holiday in Switzerland, he and ”another boy” climbed out of their boat to swim in a lake. The boat then started to drift away, leaving both in danger of drowning. Through great exertion, Winston managed to secure the boat and rescue the ”other boy”. According to the book, Jack Churchill was that other boy. But why would Winston not make this clear?
The writers believe it seems to be one of several examples of Winston ”airbrushing” Jack out of the ‘story.’ Yet there is no question that the brothers loved each other dearly. The evidence is there in the letters they exchanged throughout their lives. This is despite the fact that Lord and Lady Randolph Churchill’s letters to Winston show that as he turned into a rather naughty and underachieving schoolboy, his exasperated parents frequently held Jack up as an ideal role model. The younger brother was consistently successful and well-behaved at school.

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One of the accepted truths about the Churchill family is that Lord Randolph was a neglectful father because of his stressful political career and his Victorian attitudes towards child-rearing. It has even been claimed that he positively disliked his children, who were 20 and 14 when he died, aged 45 in 1895, supposedly from syphilis.
This uncaring father Lord Randolph maintained a scant correspondence with his sons and with others about them throughout his frenetic but short life.
In fact, if anyone should be criticised it is their mother Jennie (née Jerome), an exuberant American socialite who, as the new book reveals, effectively robbed her sons of some £16,800 of income that was rightfully theirs – the equivalent of about £850,000 today.
Lord Randolph had made his will in 1883, leaving his estate in a trust fund for the benefit of his wife while she lived, and for his two sons and their children after her death. But he also inserted a clause that said if Jennie were to marry again, “his sons or their children should have access to the trust fund in order to help their advancement in the world.”

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Yet the writers have also discovered that Jennie “deceived” her sons about the true nature of Lord Randolph’s will, in order to take advantage and support her vainglorious lifestyle and in order to fund her extravagant and hectic social life, including the funding of her own “upkeep” through a series of ruinously expensive and usurious loans.

Yet for years Winston and Jack were led to believe, that their father had left no provision for them in his will, except that they would inherit a small trust fund after the death of their mother. And indeed the boys had to give up a lot of their dreams for their Mother’s inopportune economic folly, because Jack craved a career in the Army but was forced to become a partner in a City firm for financial reasons, and even had to delay his marriage to the beautiful Lady Gwendeline Bertie because he lacked the money to marry. As for Winston he had to always keep on writing as a mad man at all hours of the day and night just in order to meet ends and make his contribution to the family’s well being since he was the only true breadwinner in the family for many years…

It was only on February of 1914 that the truth was discovered… It was discovered when young Jack was wrestling with his mother’s chaotic finances, as she divorced her second husband, George Cornwallis-West. That is when Jack took the opportunity to read his father’s will in detail. In it, he was astonished to find that he and Winston and himself, could have claimed up to £600 a year each (around £30,000 today) from the trust fund since Jennie’s second marriage in 1900.

Yet their socialite Mother Jennie, had systematically expropriated her children’s inheritance for 14 years, and since she was the Matriarch — she was “allowed” to continue doing so thereafter till her untimely death…

You see — these sons loved their mother too much to question her frugality or complete lack thereof…

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Yet in a restrained but forceful letter of rebuke to his mother, Jack let her know how pained he was at her dishonesty: ”We had always thought that Papa was very wrong in not making any provision for us during your life,” he wrote. ”It makes a considerable difference finding that Papa’s will was not made – as we were always led to suppose – carelessly and without any consideration for us. It is quite clear that he never thought that while you were single you would be unable to pay us an allowance, and the clause in the will covered the situation – which did actually arise – of your remarriage.”

But as anyone can plainly see — Jennie’s spendthrift habits were essential in her quest for social supremacy. Much of this quest, the authors argue, involved making herself available to Edward, Prince of Wales, as his ”favourite” during the early years of her life in England and France and all the way up to the end of the 1890s. And that was an expensive “suit” to wear and to present to the future Sovereign each and everyday…

It costs a pretty penny t be able to claim to be the Concubine of the Monarch…

And again same as always, and especially after Lord Randolph’s death until late in 1898, the Prince regularly visited Jennie at her house, in 35a Great Cumberland Place, where she lived mostly alone. Winston was with his regiment in India; Jack was either at Harrow or living with a family in France to learn the language. ”Tum Tum” as Jennie called the 20-stone prince, would send her “billets-doux” announcing that he would call at five ”for tea”. He made particular reference to a “geisha” dress, he wished her to wear for him. This “Geisha dress” was a very expensive and well tailored Japanese silk kimono of Imperial design, that could be slipped off easily, when engaging in amorous behavior unlike the traditional Japanese designs of the original kimono that take about an hour of effort to put on or take off…

When Jennie finally found herself ousted as the Prince’s ”maîtresse en titre” by the beautiful Alice Keppel, she sought solace by promptly seducing George Cornwallis-West, widely believed at the time to be the prince’s illegitimate son. When Alice gave birth to a child by Edward — Jennie in a huff, went out and married George Cornwallis, a handsome man who was born in the same year as her elder son Winston. Just try to imagine the guffaws in the Victorian English Society at this so called “American” indiscretion of Lady Churchill…

Yet it was to prove a happy match and the new couple became quite a Social diamond of London’s lifestyle — that is until George Cornwallis, fell in love with another women. The paramour was none other than the Covent Garden actress Mrs Patrick Campbell. And she was a thrill in ‘culottes” and french garter belts with stockinged legs. A veritable sexpot. George Cornwallis had to retreat into her dressing rooms, and thus had to sadly and unequivocally abandon his visits to Lady Churchill’s boudoir…

Of course Jennie was an artist at love, and after that “marriage pentathlon” she continued and plowed on amongst Men of Substance and Social Standing. Indeed from then on, Lady Churchill,  devoted much of her time, and money, towards seeking and gaining the attentions of other powerful men of the times, but she also started paying some attention towards advancing the career of Winston into politics, while guiding Jack away from the Army and university, and into the drudgery of a City office, as a stock jobber like her father — who was intended to ”make millions” for the rest of the small and fairly bankrupt family.

To this day, Jennie’s scandalous lifestyle has fed many other Churchill myths, in particular concerning her behaviour both before and during her marriage to Lord Randolph Churchill, but only recently, a newspaper article headlined “Was Winston Illegitimate?” referred to the widespread belief that Winston was born just seven months after her marriage to Randolph, and that he was really the son of the Prince of Wales. However given that such premature babies were unlikely to survive in 1874, Jennie must have been a couple of months pregnant at the time of her wedding… ergo that theory is correct. And that is why Winston arrived in this world overweight and overly healthy with beautiful rose colored cheeks…

It is the truth because according to the fake news ‘cover story’ Jennie would have been unable to carry her babies to full term — because her second son Jack, according to this subterfuge to hide the real father, was also made to appear as if he was also brought into the world early. Yet very much like Winston, Jack’s health as a new-born was rather fine and he was at full weight and overly healthy. And indeed Jack grew up to be a very strong and healthy boy, and thus became a strong man. A friend, of Jennie Churchill, John Strange Jocelyn, 5th Earl of Roden, was called upon to stand as godfather, and for this act of kindness, he is routinely cited as Jack’s father, again to avoid difficult questions because none of the kids looked at all like Randolph and because again the Prince who went on to become the Sovereign — had to be shielded from any paternal responsibilities…

In fact the Prince is not only the DNA father of both boys, because of the likeness of their visage and built but also because of the personality traits that are easily traced from Father to Son. Yet the Victorian fake news and propaganda and misinformation campaign continued working overtime to this day — and since failing to establish gay Randolph as the legitimate Father — they tried others too. Indeed, amongst several other men than the Prince, who were rumoured to be the father of Jack, they included the 7th Viscount Falmouth, and also the Count Charles Kinsky, with whom Jennie was carrying on simultaneous affairs, at the time that she was with the Prince — but all of that is only to muddy the waters and hide the Crown’s responsibility for the Sovereign who sired kids left and right without much regard for their subsequent development except a distant benevolent gaze…

And having the King as biological DNA father, is all for the best because Lord Randolph Churchill was not necessarily a good fit for manly example of parentage. As a matter of fact Lord Randolph Churchill was a close friend of Oscar Wilde, and they both moved in that London circle of pretty boys, entertainers, and homosexuals, all of their adult life. One can imagine how that would have been a disastrous paternal example for the boys to follow. And that pretty much explains Lord Randy’s sexual orientation, and that of his friends, as they were often called: ‘The Holland Park Fellows.’ At the time this was a rather gay enclave of London and at night time the park was alive with gay men and their consorts literally ‘shaking the bushes’ in the entire park. The old Whig party headquarters of the Holland House was by then empty and derelict and a great backdrop for the orgies that were taking place nightly. Lord Randolph was famous for that and of course his lifestyle and his sharp tongue and meteoric career made him enough enemies in his political life, and even among the family of one of his wife’s sisters, Leonie Leslie. These things might explain the lowly reputation because of the sustained campaign against his character. At least he stayed out of jail unlike his cohort Oscar Wilde.. For Randolph, the protection of the Prince due to their special ‘Arrangement’ saw to that.

The similarities in the face of Winston Churchill and Prince Edward when they were of similar age puts to rest anything else we can talk about here, and you can judge this for yourself by looking at the two photographs herewith.

Here is the Father of Winston Churchill — young Edward Prince of Wales:

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And here is the Son — Winston Churchill:

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The similarity is striking.

Indeed Lord Randolph Churchill’s life shows that he had no doubts about his sons’ paternity, because he was the key part of the ‘arrangement’ with the Prince, and he knew rather well that he would be taken care of as long as he lived. And indeed as long as he kept his mouth shut on this particularly important ‘account.’ That is why Randolph despite his wild and crazy lifestyle and offensive perverted behaviours that caused much embarrassment to all the people surrounding him — he was never charged nor was taken to court for lewd conduct that was rather well documented because at that time homosexuality was a criminal offense. Instead he enjoyed the associated benefits of the ‘Royal favour’ and he kept rising in Politics, as long as he kept his word to keep quiet about the Prince’s children, and to take care of the kids and Jennie, as if they were his own family ‘true’ family. And in many ways they were his assumed as “real” kids, because this is what the young lads always chose to believe in order to keep their moorings into society and life, solid. Nobody want to go untethered in Life and indeed even Randolph, went through some effort on his part — in order to secure a steady financial future for them. He did this, because he had this advanced case of degenerative syphilis and he knew that he was not long of this world. But even before he seems to have somewhat cared for the boys. He showed some care as when he was increasingly disappointed with Winston’s progress who seemed incapable or unwilling of applying himself to the work necessary for his advancement at school — and Randolph knowing his love of all things military and battle related — steered him into the Royal Military Academy of Sandhurst.

Indeed this is where Winston began to prosper.

Randolph also arranged interviews for Jack with Field Marshal Lord Roberts, and put him into the Army Class at Harrow. Although Jack’s chance of a long-term Military career was later denied him, the younger Churchill was able to join the yeomanry cavalry, and the the Oxfordshire Hussars. Jack Churchill, also served in the South African Light Horse during the Boer War, and on the Western Front, as well as at bloody Gallipoli and the Chanak campaign during the First World War.
And here is Jack Churchill younger brother of Winston, who emerges from this fascinating book, as an engaging and honourable man, who helped his brother, mother and indeed the whole of the family while also dealing well with the mixed blessings of having a very great man, as an elder brother, and having to live in his shadow for all his natural life…

But Jack Churchill, was not an egotist like so many others, and indeed was nothing like Winston might have been. Thus he was able to offer constant support to Winston, and was a safe companion at his side — never seeking the limelight. Yet Jack on his own, was also able to ‘shield’ the family from some of the worst effects of the Wall Street Crash of 1929, and he protected them financially from the ensuing Great Depression. Not only that but Winston with his family and their Mother also lived under Jack’s roof in his spacious London house for many years to come.

Jack also did an enormous amount of research work to assist in the writing of Winston’s biography of Lord Randolph Churchill – and Winston Churchill often commented on how his brother Jack, who died in 1947, served honorably and fought bravely, and always liked to wear the military uniforms.
The writers of the book rightly conclude that Winston Churchill is the ”Greatest Briton” by inherent right and acclaim, but they add that he was also sustained through life by a loving, good-natured, successful, and resilient brother, who unlike his mother, enhanced the economic standing of the family, and helped take care of them all through thick and thin…

Indeed Jennie Churchill’s bed was described as the King’s Cross station, with passenger trains coming and going at all times of night and day. As a matter of fact, she had more than 200 and maybe upwards of 2000 lovers, some of them younger than her son. As a new documentary reveals, it’s no wonder high society wits called Winston Churchill’s wayward mother Lady Randy… instead of Lady Randolph that was her proper moniker. She is said to have had more than 200 lovers, and maybe a couple of thousand sexual trysts, with men who were often times younger than her own son, and who all found her to be an amazing courtesan and a most charming lover with unmatched skills at that particularly English sport of fornicating for fun and games.

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Indeed with her strikingly beautiful visage, with amber eyes, dark-brown hair, full breasts, silky skin, and an irrepressible lust for life, Jennie Jerome was irresistible to all men. Men of power and Glory always sought her company, and thus it came to pass that earls, lords, counts, even the randy old Prince of Wales, the future Edward VII, lusted after her.

And she willingly complied.

When her main “paramour” the Prince of Wales, was crowned as King of England Edward the VII in 1902, she sat in a special pew in Westminster Abbey, which the courtly and society ladies in attendance immediately started calling it, ‘the loose box’ on account of its rather promiscuous occupants, since Winston’s mother Jennie Jerome Churchill shared this royal “pew” with half a dozen other royal mistresses, including Alice Keppel, and Lillie Langtry, women also famous for sex.

By now we must have concluded that Jennie Jerome Churchill — Winston Churchill’s American mother, was a wild woman, and as a person, one very different from her son, who after a very obvious and global “sowing of his wild oats” and precisely three failed love affairs, he became at long last utterly devoted to one woman, to whom he proposed with gusto and aplomb. Legend has it that because the young and rather cerebral and sometimes heavily over-thinking innovator Winston — thought of flowers as the open genitalia of the flowering plants…

He instead offered to Clementine a box of sugar plums as a Romantic offering in order to seduce her to his charms. Funny thing is that she accepted…

It is indeed a miracle that man managed to attract such a strong woman to himself, and thus make a family and reproduce. Sugar Plums? Who would have thought that? To offer sugar plums as a romantic flower substitute is a definite Winston Churchill move…

Yet it worked, and the two hit it off like a house on fire…

Love entered their heart, and they chose to unite their lives and make their fortune together out of the simple bounty of hard work and a loving family.

What a Great Idea…

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Apparently Clementine passed all the tests of Winston Churchill, and also that of his ever present sugar plums.

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Because this was his stratagem in order to conquer the female of the species: Give them sugar plums, see their response, and judge their action to them. Indeed Winston had tried giving sugar plums to his three earlier attempts at mating, and matrimony for reproductive purposes — but for some unknown reason, he was rejected out of hand all three times.

Lucky for him because he found his “Penelope” in the beautiful and strong Clementine that he married in a quiet and yet full of friends and family public ceremony:

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But we digress because we still have a few more things to say about his social test that allowed him t get to Clementine’s heart. As you can see Winston uses the sugar plum express often with dubious advantage — and yet he didn’t seem to learn from the tragic experience of female rejection. He was indefatigable and persisted with his strategy to the bitter end. The bitter end was the usual belly ache form having consumed by himself a full box of sweet sugar plums on the very same park bench where the usual objects of his affections, invariably abandoned him, and his box of sweetness.

 

Yet Winston apparently not only used this psychological trick to divine the true motivations of the women seeking to become his companions, but he also genuinely liked to eat the “test equipment” the sweet sugar plums himself. So this stratagem worked well in his favor, because the aforementioned sugar plums, were invariably returned, or tossed back at him, or simply overlooked as a medium of romantic exchange. Obviously none of the ladies that spurred this unusually romantic advance on park benches, with a giant box of sugar plums strategically placed between them by Winston Churchill as a fortification that he can potentially hide behind — should things get steamy, saucy, or in any way out of control, must have liked sugar plums very much.

And I am sure that over the years he plied her with boxes upon boxes of sugar plums as tokens of his devotion every time that he sidestepped and had to make amends to regain her trust and love — that indeed was never in doubt. And that is why “Mr Pug” always came home with a box of sugar plums every time he needed to gain the attention of “Mrs Pussy Cat” in a hurry…

Here bellow renewing their vows of matrimony several decades into their marriage:

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Some high flying University of the New World, should one day appoint some University Don, to assemble a group of researchers in order to engage in a proper Anthropological study, of this habit amongst the female of the species, because we need to find out why do women prefer inedible flowers, when they can have plentiful access to the very nutritious and delicious sugar plums?

This is indeed beyond my comprehension…

Nevertheless, during his short career as a Don Juan — Winston ate a lot of sugar plums. He of course always ate them, out of well decorated boxes, the he always dressed-up himself with a deep green felt paper. But he didn’t mind. After all that was his ultimate ‘elimination derby’ plan of conquering the female of the species, and the ritual of  mating and reproduction.

Apparently it worked quite well in a different way and perhaps it served him as a tool of discernment, because he actually became the object of distant affection of the many women that he scorned. He became the sugar plum man and was given a wide berth…
Winston was also quite particular about his mating habits and even when friends made casual introductions of beautiful women, society debutantes, and wealthy heiresses — he mostly stayed quiet telling them that he wasn’t impressed, and didn’t find them beautiful.

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As for himself and his choices — he relied on the old sugar plum stratagem, as an unlikely sweet temptation for sexual attraction towards the other members of the species… As you can see he was a really smart young man and wanted the lady that he would marry to like him for who he truly was and not for some effigy of Society. That is why he employed the sugar plum scheme. Old Winnie — he knew all the tricks of diplomacy in the book and he wasn’t above using them on his life na upon himself either.

As a matter of fact Winston invented the “Sugar plum” index to describe the sweetness and the plumes of the various debutantes he socialized with — and when n male company he referred to them as sugar plums of various numbers of sweetness based on his rather scientific observations during his intercourse with the females of the species. If that s not politically incorrect behavior and yet utterly funny —  don’t know what is…

Yet sometimes he put on a serious air — and he is known on occasion to have said that he wanted to find a distinguished female companion, as a new “Penelope” for his self styled “Ulysses” and thus he had to get rid of the professional match makers, the society debutantes, the courtesans, the arranged introductions to the voluptuous party girls, because he absolutely had made up his mind to steer clear of gold givers, and gold diggers, and of all those women who only sought a famous war hero, and a giant of a man — as a decoration for their nest, while pursuing other hobbies, sexual escapades, and frivolities amongst the London and the Imperial worldwide society…

So he stuck to his sugar plum test and thus he found his Penelope who stood by him — through thick and thin for over a whole lifetime of achievements and defeats. Always resolute and always by his side… Iron willed Clemmie. Bravo to both. Well Done.

 

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He despised all those that he feared might develop to be like his Mother and he went searching for genuine Love. Thank God he was simple about what he sought, because genuine love for Winston simply meant finding someone who liked sugar plums as much as he did…

Obviously his system worked well, and he finally found Clementine, and he subjected her to his peculiar romantic park bench fortification ritual and the storming of the castle through the oversized box of plums resting between them — and Clementine behaved herself perfectly well without reaching over the box. She was smart enough to see past his defenses, the strong aversion to his Mother’s peccadillos and thus she succeeded to undermine these strong defenses under the strange and peculiarly charged psychological circumstances — because of having already liked the ‘poor clueless chap’ and fearing that any sign of loss of decorum will offend him and cause him to flee.

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Somehow after suitable exchanges were made, the whole box of sugar plums was consumed (truth be told — consumed by Winston) and after his belly ache subsided, the story evolved to the point that Winston asked her mother for her hand in marriage and soon enough he led her to the altar of matrimony. This is the most romantic story anyone ever heard if you are the lover of sugar plums, but it worked for Churchill, and thus his lovely companion Clemie, became his darling wife Clementine. The woman that was going to be with him for the rest of his long life, through thin and thick. Through heights and lows, through the days of black dogs’ circling, and through the days of white chargers galloping. Galloping in search of glory with Winston always atop a white charger, as if he were the young 20 year old Officer of the cavalry all over again fighting the Islamic militants in Afghanistan and in India’s Northwest frontier, where the Pashtun valleys, narrows, and crags make for a most inhospitable terrain.

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Churchill was no dummy, and he chose somebody intentionally to be the polar opposite of his mother. A different woman in all manners of feminine behaviour, and ways of thought. And he succeeded in not only finding his ideal, but in also gaining a lifelong companion, and a partner, whom he loved unequivocally in their more than 57 years of light hearted, happy, and hugely supportive marriage.

And this is instructive, because all the love he missed from his mother and father, he found it in his new “Woom” his “pussy cat” that he cherished, and kept in comfort, at any cost, like any good man ought to do. And it was this contrast between his Mother Jennie, and Clemie, that made their relationship tick, as it was also the subject of discussion amongst many, the happy couple included. They talked about the contrast of his Mother Lady Randolph Churchill’s lack of maternal love for Winston Churchill, that made his choice of marrying a loving yet poor and out of society’s circle of monied and powerful brides that swam around him like sharks. Instead Winston chose Clementine, a strong willed girl. And this is so utterly fascinating as a rebellious choice against Society’s standards — that always defined Churchill as an iconoclast and as a young Alexander, taking from Life what he wants and not what is prescribed for him.

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Yet the simpler explanation is that Clemie also loved him dearly, and he loved her back just as much as she did. A measure of Balance and Harmony prevailed in their life.

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Her love was assuredly requited, as Winson Churchill always returned his share of Love and Kindness to Clemie, even though he had been neglected and felt loveless by his biological Mother as a child. So much so, that he was more ‘in-touch’ with his governess the towering Miss Everest — his one and only “Woom” until she died, and he was obliged to go search and find his one and only Clemie.

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Somehow this tells me that he was mostly a “one woman man” yet as all men have amours and paramours — he had to have a few rodeos on the side, and some are more publisized than others. Yet none serious enough, to derail his home-house family life made of peace, harmony, and love.

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But still in the days before he was even able to Love someone else — he had to go through some serious soul searching in order to lighten his heart from the burdens of his complicated family life. Indeed his Mother Jennie Jerome’s behaviours and background were extraordinary enough to cause her to be a different person than the ordinary Courtesans for the Prince of Wales. She was quite possibly descended from an American Indian who had raped a white settler, and she was born into a notoriously lascivious family, conceived in Italy, and named after a popular singer, who was most definitely one of her father’s multitude of beautiful mistresses.

And as contrast to Winston’s matrimonial happiness and longevity of Marriage — here is Winston Churchill with his Mother Jennie when she was going to marry George Cornwallis, his classmate:

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The apple never falls far from the tree, and here Jennie did not disappoint her father Leonard Jerome, nor his habits of sexual prowess and licentious behaviour. Indeed Jennie was pregnant with Winston from her coupling with the Prince of Wales, when she walked up the British Embassy steps in Paris — in order to marry Lord Randolph Henry Spencer Churchill.

After several years of free and open marriage, and a long lasting relationship with the Prince who was scheduled to become the Sovereign King, during which time she entertained all of London’s aristocracy — when Lord Randolph Churchill died, of syphilis, she took to wooing other suitors for a profitable marriage. Indeed her next two marriages were to wealthy men more than 20 years her juniors, thus sealing her reputation for sex, vanity, treasure seeking, and social frivolity.

And she needed ‘treasure’ because her spending was out of control and thus her finances were always amiss. Yet even though she was always hard up, she was also a shameless spendthrift, and wafted around London in the finest Paris gowns, entertaining the smartest trendsetters, courting lovers and sporting a provocative snake tattoo on her wrist.

Wherever she went, she was the talk of the town. Heads turned and gossip flowed, and for good reason, because she used sex as a tool and not as a weapon, and therefore her lips were sealed, and all the gentlemanly indiscretions of the Prince Edward were safe and secure from the world. Now because of that, and because of her bouts of stony silence — she came to be known as a vault. She never spilled words, she never traded gossip, and she never repeated any gossip. Jennie was always discreet, almost always quiet, and certainly obedient like a Japanese geisha, as she protected those she sought to share her charms with — sensing that it was always wrong for a lady ‘in waiting’ to tell the world about ‘whom’ she is waiting for… (as she often said). Jennie was also a do gooder, because she often attempted to stop her society friends from indulging in gossip, by saying that any gossip might be harmful to someone. Having suffered her share of gossip attacks, from the various tatlers of her ever widening social circle — she had developed a soft heart that way.

Jennie Jerome was born in New York in 1854 – and named after the opera singer Jenny Lind. Her father, Leonard Jerome, had been an investor in railroad stock. But when the stock fell, he lost everything and declared himself bankrupt.

He didn’t stay down for long and soon developed a peculiarly topical talent best known to stock jobbers, short sellers, and speculators: ‘Selling short.’ “Selling Short” is, selling ‘borrowed stock’ in the hope, the seller, could buy it back, when it had gone down in value.

It was as uncertain a trade then, as it is now. It was a form of arbitrage that is quite regulated today for obvious reasons, and prohibited to all those possessing inside information — but not at all back then. Thus for some Speculators it proved a goldmine and it made them a shit-load of money through this practice. But that was back then… One of the most successful arbitragers and stock speculators, was indeed Leonard Jerome, who was not above manipulating issues and prices, and thus kept shifting the position of stocks to his favour, often times by using PR and by summoning newspaper editors to lunch, and spreading some self-serving rumor about a stock; so that he drove the price up, or down, based on his designs and assumed positions. And he did this well and often. Before long, he was one of the nouveau riche millionaires of the so-called “Flash Age” and his family along with his daughter Jennie benefitted accordingly… She and her two sisters, Clara, and Leonie, learned how to be proper young ladies, riding, skating, and playing the piano, learning ‘manners,’ both in finishing schools, and at home, while their parents entertained on such a grand scale that there was always a fountain flowing with champagne at their parties.

The Jerome family spent the winters in Manhattan, and the summers in fashionable Newport, Connecticut, with billionaire neighbors such as Cornelius and William Vanderbilt, Edward Julius Berwind, and many other notable and wealthy New Yorkers. Leonard Jerome bought himself a big yacht and built a private theatre where he paraded a series of opera-singing mistresses in front of his long-suffering wife.
He later became an influential newspaper proprietor and noted racehorse owner, and his political activities in support of President Abraham Lincoln and his anti-slavery drive during the Civil War stimulated an interest in world affairs in all of his children but especially in Jennie, who happened to be his favourite daughter. And the love for Lincoln and his Republican ideals was passed down through Jennie to Winston Churchill who loved Abraham Lincoln more than any other Statesman and Political Leader the world over, and in some measure he fashioned himself after old Abe by studying his speeches and modeling his oratory after the sparse and effective words of Abraham Lincoln.

At times of despair and gallows humour, Winston would ‘threaten’ to cross the Atlantic and join the Republican party as an American because of his own and of his mother’s allegiance to the Founder and the Intelligence behind the Soul of that party, Abraham Lincoln.

Yet as it happens with all financiers, Mr Jerome’s financial ups and downs, and his constant involvement with his various demanding mistresses ad businesses — became too much for his wife Clara, who in 1867 took off for Paris with all of her daughters in tow. Jennie, by then was an impressionable 15-year-old, who was bedazzled by the Bohemian decadence of the city of Light, and loved living it up early on. The Moulin Rouge beckoned, and attracted her impressionable obsession and thus her goal became to succeed as a principle Can-Can dancer there, for the pleasure of men…

And of course, as it invariably happens, by then history took control of events in Europe through the simmering conflicts coming to a boil… Thus in 1870, Germany invaded France and the Jerome family fled to England. And it was there, on a trip to the Isle of Wight, that the 19-year-old Jennie met the Prince of Wales, who took control of Jennie’s heart & mind and of her subsequent destiny. He also introduced her to his friend Lord Randolph Churchill, the 23-year-old second son of the Duke of Marlborough, with whom Jennie seemed to hit it off, as fast as platonic friends can often do these things.

Back then, the Marlboroughs were also disreputable in England same as the Jeromes were disreputable in the United States. Always charming and arrogant, they spent lavishly, demonstrating, as Prime Minister William Gladstone noted, neither morals nor principles. But they indeed lived up to their name…

The “Princely Affair’ therefore had to be covered somehow because the frisky Prince and heir to the throne of England and the Imperial Crown — had sowed his seed into young Jennie’s womb, and her ‘belly‘ soon enough bloomed for all to see. Back then abortion wouldn’t do, and thus the Deep State machinery of the Sovereign family and Queen Victoria’s government was informed of this ‘unexpected yet not unwanted pregnancy and they officially hatched a cover plan.

The prince and his advisors ‘hired’ Jennie’s gay friend Randolph with her consent, and promised to betroth the two of them in exchange for security, and life long safety from want, and a complete ‘taking care of’ the royal ‘secret son’ to be born. The British Crown always needed these young unrecognized princes, and all their brethren, as they sometimes were even recognized as children of the Crown and the seed of the Sovereign outside of wedlock. So there was a waiting line for that eventuality and the machine simply needed to be turned on. Once Jennie’s and Randolph’s agreement was secured — the relevant PR shop of the government released a good cover story that goes as follows: ‘Jennie and Randolph, who would soon become Winston Churchill’s parents, fell in love at first sight.’ And they want to be married. But first they had to endure seemingly strong opposition from Randolph’s family until a settlement brokered by the Prince of Wales with $250,000 provided secretly by the Crown, through the “helpful offices” of Jennie’s father, the smart financier Leonard Jerome. This largesse and the promises of an extraordinarily large career for Randolph and full protection from infamy over his peculiarly strong predilections for buggery — finally “won” the Marlborough family & clan over. Escaping the charge of having a “pervert” son was enough to convince them but having a bit of cash and fame, helped too.

The young “couple” then began taking frequent trips abroad to Paris, in order to hide their separate affairs. These journeys were later termed through the publicists, as “pre marital trysts in Paris” but in reality were the assignations of Jennie with her real lover the Prince of Wales, the future King of England Edward, which became so intense by early 1874, that the future King offered his solemn promise to be her faithful lover for as long as she would have him…

And that explains quite well how Winston was conceived in the Prince’s rooms at the Ritz hotel in Paris a full nine months before his birth at the Blenheim palace in Oxfordshire in old England.

As for Jennie, her “so called trysts” in Paris were the setting for her fake “husband” to seek the company of ‘Quartier Latin’ fairies, sailors, and homosexuals, for nightly erotic assignations away from the prying eyes of the British tabloid press. And for Jennie to enjoy the company of the Prince of Wales privately, and again away from the prying eyes of both the English press, and of the jealous ladies in waiting, of the English Royal Court. The jealous English court ladies, that vied for the attentions of the future King as the ladies and their matrons were jockeying for position to offer him a proper English Queen… were eventually all disappointed as Edward was married off by his parents Queen Victoria and Albert, to a foreign born royal Princess Alexandra of Denmark, with whom he had half a dozen children but not a single love child like Winston. And instead of sitting home with homely Alexandra, the Prince of Wales continued his affair with Lady Randolph Churchill, and also enhanced his repertoire with an assorted bevy of other beautiful concubines that filled his years of waiting for Queen Victoria to retire so that he can receive the Crown and assume the Throne…

Back to when Jennie first found out that she was with child — pregnant and a couple of months along — the Crown wasted no time in coming up with a scheme worthy of Churchill himself.

Naturally a child born of intrigue later became the Master of Intrigue himself, and never lost a game of diplomacy and skill in his life… That is why today, when people see a Good Statesman who understands the game of intrigue and diplomacy — that he or she must have studied under Churchill himself…

Yet back then the English Crown enlisted all of their cunning and diplomatic stratagems, and along with the office of the Prime Minister went on overdrive to provide “Cover” for the Prince and thus a solution appeared to them. They noticed the budding friendship between Jennie and her harmless friend Randolph, who were both sharing dress ideas and other feminine pursuits, and they decided to “hire” Randolph who at the time, was just another pretty boy from a good family — gadding about… The people representing the Crown did this out of expediency and necessity and yet they also did it because they wanted to protect first and foremost the child, and then the pregnant Mother of the royal offspring to come. Bastard or not — the child had to be protected, as much as any other scion of the future Monarch.

So as Jennie found herself a couple of months along – they went on overdrive, in order to quell down the rumours of the Royal seed growing in her belly bump, and also to secure for her a “situation” that would be above suspicion, or at least defensible. And in that pursuit the Crown was assisted by the Foreign Office and those masters of Subterfuge, the Secret Service. And of course it was the Prince of Wales himself, who insisted that the “Happy Couple” of Jennie and his “homo” bon vivant friend Randolph Churchill, be swiftly married. After the arrangement was financed and finalized, this they did and were married in a civil ceremony, inside the British embassy at the City of Light. Fittingly they “married” at the ‘Gay Paree’ the very same April, Jennie’s pregnancy was discovered. They had a secret wedding, in the British embassy in Paris, in an expedited and strictly private proceeding, careful to avoid any publicity. And thus it came to pass that Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill, the seedling of a Prince, was born fittingly seven months later inside the Blenheim Palace, in Oxfordshire as the son of the “randy” and flaming gay-boy, Randolph Churchill who was the secure boyfriend of Oscar Wilde, and yet the lifelong “husband” of Jennie Jerome, who herself was the unofficial consort and full girlfiried to the future sovereign King of England Edward II.

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English relations are a bit of a muddle but if you can get past the official story it gets clear rather quickly who does what to whom and who gets what from the relationship. What is not always apparent is whose bits fit into whose other receiving bits, who is the male vs female i these complicated gender fluid relationships.

And you thought your relationships were complicated.

Blenheim palace of course is the only other ‘House’ that can officially be called a ‘palace’ besides the one occupied by the Crown’s Sovereign King or Queen of England, the United Kingdom, and the Empire. Therefore the Blenheim palace was naturally a fitting place for the ‘Secret Royal Baby’ the Scion of Prince Edward, the Future King of England, to be born into, and to be received properly into this world. Especially this one child coming from the most adorable and loving woman of Prince Edwards’s royal concubines. Thus out of this masterpiece theater play, and the intriguing diplomacy of English obfuscation and subterfuge, came Winston Churchill in existence. This was his early life story in the womb, already rife with intrigue.

And maybe it is best explained as an “Ultra Complicated” situation, because there were far too many cooks in this particular kitchen. Thus it might appear that Winston Churchill was produced straight out of the Crown’s willful intrigue, and played out with Disraeli’s central casting, and some assistance from the secret services branch. As it stands Winston Churchill was under the discrete tutelage of the famed Prime Minister Disraeli’s diplomatic handling of the manufactured ‘Reality’ for a socialite wedding in Paris between a “Debutante and a Fag” in order to protect and shield baby Winston as he came into this world — and as he took him under his wing in later life too…

Fancy that…

And as the English are always fond of saying: “The proof is always in the pudding” and the fact that Jennie was not worried about prematurely delivering the baby, was because she knew that she was at full term. This is proven by the fact that Jennie called for her Doctor and midwife, during the previous day before St Andrew’s ball got started in the Blenheim palace. She was ready to deliver on time, and certainly well prepared before her ‘water broke’ later that evening. She expected that birth, at the exact moment, and this was no-premature baby; although the newspapers were fed this ‘story’ in order to explain the space of time from the Paris Consulate wedding to the baby’s arrival in the end of November, seven months later. And of course ‘Blenheim Palace’ is one of the great houses of England, and it was built as a ‘Palace’ with that official designation from the beginning of the building — nearly two hundred and fifty years ago, when this “Palace” was inaugurated with a gift of ‘Monies’ voted by Parliament as a ‘Thank You’ from a grateful nation in the form of a princely home for John Churchill, the first Duke of Marlborough, whose military genius saved Europe from the autocratic and quite fascist domination of the French King and Emperor Louis XIV.

From that time to this, the palace has been occupied by the dukes of
Marlborough and since the 1950s the grounds, the Visitor’s Center, the Chapel, the Great Hall, much of the palace, all the Collections, and the whole of the West Wing, have been open to the public. Many thousands of sightseers have strolled across the rolling green parklands and wandered through the house inspecting the priceless tapestries and murals, the wonderful carved ceilings, the gold and silver work, the china and furniture wrought in the days of Queen Anne.
Many of these tourists write their impressions in a Suggestions Book in the chapel, and it is amusing to notice that whereas the English visitors usually comment on the beauty of the treasures, many of the Americans remark on what a privilege it has been to see “the home of Mr Winston Churchill.”

Blenheim, of course, has never been Winston Churchill’s “home.” His
father, Lord Randolph Churchill, was the third son of the seventh Duke
of Marlborough, and lived in the palace from the age of eight until he
married. The estate eventually passed to his eldest brother, and then in
turn to his nephew, and is now in the possession of Winston Churchill’s
second cousin’s grandson, the 12th Duke Charles James Spencer-Churchill otherwise known as Jamie Bradford, who incidentally is also the Godson of Winston Churchill.

Yet back in the day, strictly speaking Winston Churchill had arrived in the world as the poor relation of the great ducal family of Marlborough. Nevertheless from the very first he asserted himself as an aristocrat and with a fine disregard for propriety and a certain measure of Schadenfreude — he managed to be born at Blenheim Palace in the midst of the St Andrew’s Ball celebrations and dances, thus disrupting a well scripted social occasion. People many years later joked that this was “Typical Winston — Coming out ‘early’ and eager to conquer Life with a flair, always ready to lead the Party himself.”

Indeed the circumstances of his birth were highly unusual. His mother, a beautiful, vivacious young bride, was seven months with child. She loved gaiety and against the advice of her doctors insisted on attending the Ball, held at Blenheim on the night of 30 November. In the middle of the evening she was rushed from the ballroom to the cloakroom where, amid a setting of silk hats, velvet capes and feather boas, she gave birth to Winston.

The newborn was deemed to be rather healthy, pretty, and content, for a premature baby, but this rumour was also swept under the royal rug.

Up until Jennie Jerome married Randolph, she had never seen Blenheim palace, which was in a shocking state of disrepair. Its 200 rooms were lined with old masters but many were destined for auction to raise funds for the Marlborough’s lifestyle and for the upkeep of the old pile.

And Jennie was most often left alone with her mother-in-law, while her “husband” pursued press, buggery, and parliamentary business in London.

Increasingly Jennie found married life lonely and difficult, so she started socializing furiously. Randolph not being interested in women and especially in Jennie, he had his own Life and so Lady Randolph Churchill, had to develop her own life too.

Additionally, Sir Randolph was mercurial, unstable, and angry, who despite being in poor health, smoked 40 hand-rolled Turkish cigarettes a day and drank almost a liter of Gin and would always go out at weird hours of the night and day. Meanwhile, Jennie missed the fun of her courtship with the Prince, and showed little interest in her son, who was largely cared for by his loving nanny, Miss Everest, the towering woman that Winston came to call her for the rest of his life “My Woom.”

But back to his biological mother Jennie Churchill (nee Jerome) — right from the start, nasty society ‘tongues’ and the Tatlers all around, started a booming gossip business about her many biblical relations with men. So when she gave birth to a second son, John, six years later, rumours about whether Randolph Churchill was his father or someone else, were again justifiably rife, now that everyone who is ‘Anyone’ in Society and especially inside the Court of St James, or a member of the English Aristocracy or Parliament, already knew who the real Father of Winston Churchill was. The assumption was that the next seedling came from the same happy gardener… who was generously spreading his seed around. After all “fornicating” was the Royal Right since time immemorial, and those well established and well serving English traditions are not to be forgotten anytime soon.

Yet apart from anything else, Jennie Churchill was spending less and less time with her “lawful husband” who, according to the planted fake news “rumours” accounted for his contracting syphilis, because apparently he had visited a toothless old prostitute after drinking too much champagne in Paris. Always Paris had to be blamed for even a venereal disease. But that was the English way after the hundred year war. And thus the story went that Randolph had contracted syphilis, a disease that eventually killed him. Indeed syphilis was the disease of homosexual men who had uninhibited sex with anyone and anything that had a pulse or even remotely moved, and therefore suffered the consequences as the current crops of diseases such as HIV and AIDS ravage that lascivious community today. Back then at least, people were more circumspect about where they place their sexual attentions, than today’s debauchery that has become a sign of identity politics and perhaps honor amongst misguided youth who want too much television about the Kardashians and Kaitlin Jenner’s gender fluidity. We see this today with alarming frequency; so much so, that the straight laced population does not even know how to compute… the numbers of partners homosexual men might have had, and thus avoid them wholesale.

Yet back in the Victorian days, Randolph Churchill’s syphilis was a frequently occurring homosexual affliction in London and in Paris as well as in all capitals of Europe at the time, and all those who fraternized with the “sailor boys” and with the salon boys and the “stage actors” got it sooner rather than later. However the fact remains that Randolph and his wife Jennie never had any intimate relations, and certainly never engaged in intercourse, and this security precautions and established practice is what prevented the syphilitic infection from damaging the Mother, and her offsprings as well.

As a matter of fact, In January 1875, only a month after Winston’s birth, Randolph made repeated visits for an as yet “undisclosed ailment” to the family doctor, Dr Oscar Clayton, a specialist in the treatment of syphilis, at his London practice at number 5 on Harley Street. Today we can say with certainty from official documentation that this disease Randolph sought help with at the kind Doctor’s office was syphilis. Plain and simple venereal syphilis that is described as untreatable at the time of Randolphs life.

Syphilis is a highly contagious disease spread primarily by sexual activity, including oral and anal sex. Occasionally, the disease can be passed to another person through prolonged kissing or close bodily contact. Although this disease is spread from sores, the vast majority of those sores go unrecognized. The infected person is often unaware of the disease and unknowingly passes it on to his or her sexual partner. Pregnant women with the disease easily spread it to their babies. This disease, called congenital syphilis, is visible in disadvantaging and even disabling the immune system of the baby, and thus causing serious health hazards, and can also cause severe abnormalities, or even an early death to the child while in the womb, or quickly after birth, or soon thereafter.

And according to Frank Harris, the editor of Fortnightly Magazine, who first wrote and published the homosexuality and syphilis part of the Randolph Churchill story, in his scandalous 1924 autobiography: “My Life and Loves” — Randolph had caught syphilis early on. And indeed Doctor Clayton was a very well known specialist for syphilis in London and was perceived as a “society doctor” with many patients among the British upper classes, and even amongst the large Royal family and ducal families too — who needed treatment for syphilis, because the English are peculiarly randy and indulge in an awful lot of fornication, unlike their American cousins who tend to be prudish and puritans in these matters. At least on the face of it…

Harris’ book recounted a story told by Louise Jennings, who had published Randolph’s 1880-1888 speeches, and who also knew about Randolph Churchill’s bouts with syphilis. Yet for reasons of political correctness many other Doctors of the time and today who have never examined Randolph Churchill tried to whitewash this matter and have tried to explain in vain, the unexplainable, in a way revisiting History and whitewashing a very English and a very active tradition of Buggery amongst both the upper and the lower classes, affecting indiscriminately those of a weaker testosterone disposition.

Recent suggestions at revisionism have even been presented by London’s Churchill Center and Museum, as they call into question Doctor Harris’ veracity, and examination record of Randolph’s visits, and they seek to offer the alternative theory of a left side brain tumour, which they claim would be consistent with Randolph’s observed afflictions. In a Victorian twist for rewriting history, the Churchill Center offered a Press Release where they noted that: “There is no indication that Lady Randolph or her sons were infected with syphilis. If it is accepted, as reported, that both boys were born prematurely, this was more likely to have been due to a weak opening to the womb than to the disease. If the boys were not born prematurely, that would cast even greater doubt on a diagnosis of syphilis. Neither son was born with the infections that resemble secondary syphilis, nor did they have late hereditary syphilis, commonest between the ages of 7 and 15, manifested by deafness, partial blindness and.’or notched teeth.”

In my humble opinion, amid much laughter and mirth that this statement above generated inside the right circles at the Court of St James, and in the drawing rooms everywhere in the realm and especially inside the expensive salons at Blenheim — this statement is Revisionism plain and simple. It is also hybristic because it retrospectively applies Victorian ethics, to an era that is far more accepting of Homosexuality, than the time when Randolph Churchill lived. A bit of Stalinism here but there you have it. It happens to the best of families too…

And if anything this statement by the Churchill Center proves that the “Marriage” of Jennie Jerome to Randolph Churchill was a white wedding. A sham marriage for mutual benefit. A simple Stratagem to legitimize the children of the then Prince of Wales and later King of England, Edward VII who was responsible for the seed growing in Jennie Jerome’s womb.

And this white wedding happy as it might have been was the essence of the King’s plan for his highly desirable concubine, who was his preferred Mistress and that is why he had her located in Paris after he had ‘discovered’ her in the Isle of Wight where they had their first chances at intercourse, frolicking happily together during their summer holidays.

So we can announce here that Winston Churchill was the bastard son of the future King of England, and that is why he had to be born into a Palace, but it couldn’t be the Royal palace — so Jennie was hastily installed into Blenheim Palace, to give birth. Because that is the only other “House” that can be called officially a Palace within the English realm, besides the Royal Palace that houses the Sovereign, for reasons that go back to the Duke of Marlborough and his relations with the Sovereign Queen of is time…

The right to call Blenheim a palace was the ‘Right’ conferred by Queen Anne to the Duke of Marlborough after he saved Europe at the famous Battle of Blenheim and was recognized as the best warrior England ever had. So Blenheim is an official palace fit for the male son of the Sovereign to be born into. The English people think of these things because the prince loved Jennie and this was to be the first heir the King had knowingly and willingly produced. He sired this kid willingly with his favourite Courtesan and if his Monarchical wedding didn’t produce a male heir he had the option to fall back on this palace-born other ‘Heir’ to the throne of St James. And this custom is still true today.

Same as was the custom to make sure that all the kids of the Sovereign be born in a manor or palace because only the manor born and bred can succeed the Crown. So that is how it came that WInston was born into the Blenheim palace which is the only other ‘Palace’ besides the Sovereign’s home in England that is allowed to officially hold that title. A ‘title right’ holding strong today, as it was the day this title was conferred to John Churchill who was a leading Statesman, a successful General and a Leader of Men, and who as a Gentleman and a Warrior Duke, was also the consort to an unhappy princess and an unhappy Queen.

Happily many generations later it was this other white wedding that also afforded the family legitimacy to young Winston Churchill, so he doesn’t have to go around as the “Bastard” son of the Sovereign, because those were a ‘dime a dozen.’ Here comes the fact that Randolph Churchill who was a beautiful man, and a Pan-sexual person, and a flaming Homosexual in his private passions, and although he had a stern visage in public, in private affairs, he was gay and by all accounts a really beautiful party boy — came to be the Family Father of young Winston Churchill and thus provide a cover and a shield to protect him from the constant ridicule and the razing that the ‘bastards’ perceived as weaklings, often receive at the hands of their classmates and especially from the hands of the cruelest ones.

To his credit, the young Prince who later became King Edward was never to betray his ‘extra-marital’ son, and for that purpose young Winston had to be protected from the get-go, That is what this ‘White Wedding’ was all about, and that is why the hastily arranged wedding took place at the Paris Consulate less than seven months before Winston was to be born — when Jennie Jerome was already visibly pregnant. And that is the reason why this wedding had to take place outside of the prying eyes, without any guests, preferably in a foreign country, and it had to happen while the newlyweds were sequestered in Paris France, and not in Merry Old England — lest the English quarrelsome and scrupulously gossipy Society found out and attacked the veracity of the Marriage and the Pregnancy.

It’s a Great Story because it has worked for quite a while now…

But maybe we should lay that myth to rest now…

It’s time to break the news to you and sundry.

Truth telling is all that we are about. Right? And old Winston deserves Nothing less now that his place in History is well secured and his reputation will suffer no damage lest some things get explained. As for Randolph being a ‘poofter,’ that’s not a problem anymore either. Our Society is far too accepting of all that today, to be able to have anyone start clutching their pearls at this ‘Discovery” that everybody within hearing of the Houses of Parliament must have known already.

Again we are not afraid to share this story, because Truth is beauty, and beauty is truth. And beautiful as it is, it can stand up on it’s own two feet unaided.

Thankfully for Winston and John — the sensible yet openly loving and freely distributing her charms, Jennie Churchill — never had any marital relations with Randolph Churchill, nor did she try to turn him around, and that is how she avoided contracting the debilitating disease of Syphilis, that killed her lawfully wedded husband. But she maintained her relations with the prince long after he became the king, and to her credit she always ‘opened doors’ for Winston in his trying moments as he was coming to maturity. Jennie’s paramours were all well placed and well heeled and she sought favours for WInston but not so much for John, who was a much more sedate and comfortable child. And perhaps more importantly, through her careful and selective choice of mates, and through her strict avoidance of any type of carnal relations with Randolph — she kept clear of syphilis. And this is how she shielded her children Winston and John, and they avoided being syphilitic at their young age and thus were saved from a venereal disease that comes down from the mother from destroying their lives. Instead they were all the picture of health and kept to a ripe old age, quite unlike their so called “family father” Randolph.

Yet despite the separate bedrooms, the separate lifestyles, and the separate sexual preferences – the Churchills enjoyed a kind of Love or rather a mutual support society of their own. Because despite everything, and however difficult it must have been to maintain the “Public & Private Charades” their “sham-marriage” survived fairly intact.

Jennie moved the family into a new London home, near Marble Arch, which became a curiosity in itself as the first house in the capital to have electricity. But she still held Winston at arm’s length, confessing he was a demanding child who teased his baby brother and could be uncontrollable.

Winston himself understood the particular tragedy well. And as he wrote some years later: “It is said that famous men are usually the product of an unhappy childhood.”

And Winston continued writing on this subject this: “The stern compression of circumstances, the twinges of adversity, the spur of slight and taunts in early years are needed to evoke that ruthless fixity of purpose and tenacious mother wit without which great actions are seldom accomplished.”

He was certainly speaking from experience. Even by the standards of the age, Winston’s parents were less than attentive. His mother put him on the train to his first boarding school at the age of eight, and failed to read between the lines of his letters sent back home, in which young Winston begged her to write him back, or maybe even visit him.

He was a lonely little boy… and she surely could see that, no?

So Winston decided ay that very moment that he was alone responsible for himself and that he should carve a path to Life by himself, and this he did swimmingly well even if he had to swim through the deserts of sand to get there… That is indeed the only silver lining to be derived in Winston’s particularly loveless and cloudy life as he was growing up, not only as a bastard, but as a full orphan from any attention, and from any motherly love, or fatherly paradigm, or TLC from anyone that mattered to him.

So he set out to conquer the world an maybe find some love along the way as well…

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No doubt she was too preoccupied with her own lifestyle, which consisted of charity work, shopping and entertaining gentlemen friends at lunch.
Even before he went away to school, little Winston had become suspicious of her amorous activities after noting one day that a hole in her stocking was on one leg when she left home and on the other when she returned.

By the mid-1880s, Jennie was madly in love with London’s man of the moment, the handsome Austrian Count Charles Kinsky, who had just won the Grand National.
While everyone suspected the liaison, no one seemed to mind, including Randolph, who enjoyed the Count’s company regardless. Yet, when Winston came home from school one weekend, he discovered his mother and the count openly breakfasting together, after having spent a night of passion in her bedroom…

After the first year of her pregnancy and childbirth with Winston, his mother was living freely in an open marriage, with nary any contrivances. Not only did his father have other women friends, with whom he was strictly a great platonic friend as homosexual men often do — including Gladys, Countess de Grey, the most beautiful woman of her generation, to whom Oscar Wilde another notably witty homosexual, dedicated his play “A Woman Of No Importance” and the actress Ellen Terry — there was also widespread talk of his many homosexual liaisons in London’s Covent Garden, in Holland park, and in the fringes of the East End, as well as his many “male encounters” during his frequent visits to Paris to “let his hair down” so to speak, or as we say today, to let his freak out… and get his freak on.

Randolph himself confessed that he preferred men over women, and even sometimes liked “rough women who dance and sing and drink” to society ladies like his wife…

Jennie, however, put up with it all, content with her place as the wife of a rising political star, and a mother of the two first sons of an Emperor. Regardless of her station in life as a Concubine – she was happy and fulfilled, as only a royal paramour can ever be. But then, out of the blue, Randolph Churchill resigned from his Number 2 spot in the government. He went from the Secretary of the Treasury, the Chancellor of the Exchequer to a stay at home person. What a tragedy… Indeed and unbeknownst to him at the moment — his career was over. His future was in jeopardy and even his family situation came to be questioned as Jennie raised the subject of divorce and this serious matter was seriously discussed. But again here is where the Prince saved Randolph and assured Jennie of his continued favor if she were to remain betrothed to now failed Randolph…

And thus although the marriage survived, Jennie, by then 32, was left with little of her former standing — and without the income which she had once taken for granted. But she still insisted on buying beautiful gowns to keep up appearances, a rule she had learned from her mother, and what Jennie wore immediately became the fashion.

One person who never escaped her debonair flair was the 45-year-old Prince of Wales. Their affair that started when she was 19 years old certainly was rekindled and continued. She received the Prince at home alone and even hired a soon-to-be-famous cook, Rosa Lewis, to prepare private dinners for him.
But her royal admirer was not her only love interest. One American magazine referred to her as Lady “Jane Snatcher” due to her fondness for snaffling up likely escorts, and she was also known as “Lady Randy” due to her randy sexual appetites.
And yet amid all her other distractions, she even found time for a rapprochement with her “husband” Randolph…
Both were so busy that neither found the time to visit Winston at school on his 13th birthday, and when he returned for the Christmas holidays, he found the house empty, because his parents had decamped to Russia together.

“My darling Mummy,’ the boy Winston wrote plaintively, ‘I do wish you were at home, it would be so nice.”

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And he wrote in vain again and again…

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At this stage, Winston was not his mother’s priority. She was the center of Europe’s attention. Russia loved her. Germany, including Count Herbert Bismarck, son of the German Chancellor, fell at her feet. And when she visited relatives in Paris at the end of 1888, she added a number of French suitors to her conquests.

While her marriage had now been reduced to a concern for Randolph’s health, she and Randolph still decided to embark on a world tour together, taking with them a lead lined coffin in case Randolph died en route during this World Cruise.

As a matter of fact, he was so ill that Jennie was pinning her hopes on marrying the highly eligible Count Kinsky as soon as she was free.

In Burma’s capital Rangoon, however, her hopes were dashed, because upon her arrival there — Jennie received a telegram announcing Count Kinsky’s engagement to another woman back in the Home Country.

As it turns out Randolph also made it back home to England, but died at the ripe old age of 44, in January 1895, and was buried inside the ground of the Chapel in Blenheim Palace in Oxfordshire.

To be continued…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 11, 2017

What Would Churchill Do? (Chapter 6)

Winston Churchill loved poetry and especially the kind of deep meaningful stuff and the more exotic the better.

He liked classical Persian poetry.

Such as Rumi’s poem of the desert:

“There is a desert
I long to be walking,
a wide emptiness…
Peace beyond any
understanding of it.”

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And Hafiz divan poetry too:
“It was the proclamation of thy love
That shook the strings of Life’s most secret lyre,
And still my breast heaves with last night’s desire,
For countless echoes from that music sprang”

Or this gem from the Poems of the Divan by Hafiz:
“The nightingale with drops of his heart’s blood
had nourished the red rose, then came a wind,
And catching at the boughs in envious mood,
A hundred thorns about his heart entwined.
Like to the parrot crunching sugar, good
Seemed the world to me who could not stay
The wind of Death that swept my hopes away.

Light of mine eyes and harvest of my heart,
And mine at least in changeless memory!
Ah, when he found it easy to depart,
He left the harder pilgrimage to me!
Oh Camel-driver, though the cordage start,
For God’s sake help me lift my fallen load,
And Pity be my comrade of the road!

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My face is seamed with dust, mine eyes are wet.
Of dust and tears the turquoise firmament
Kneadeth the bricks for joy’s abode; and yet . . .
Alas, and weeping yet I make lament!
Because the moon her jealous glances set
Upon the bow-bent eyebrows of my moon,
He sought a lodging in the grave-too soon!

I had not castled, and the time is gone.
What shall I play? Upon the chequered floor
Of Night and Day, Death won the game-forlorn
And careless now, Hafiz can lose no more.”

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And yet there is another person in Winston’s life that loved Poetry as much as he did: This person was Prince Edward the future King, who dedicated the short sonnet bellow as a Love poem to Winston’s mother Jennie, with whom he had a life long affair and as lovers for many years, were known for their tender love towards each other. Indeed the Prince suffered from love sickness because Jennie was fickle with her attentions and charms and flying around like a butterfly from relationship to relationship… Maybe their mutual love of exotic poetry meant that they shared more than is visible with the naked eye.

“It seems that all is a dream,
the love of our timeless day…
What of our love, it has no end?”

There was a whole lot more that Edward shared with Winston besides the love of poetry, and the love of Jennie which they both shared occupying different positions in her heart, but they also shared some crucial foundational DNA, and the reason for it — can now finally be revealed to the public at large: Winston was truly the love child of Prince Edward and Jennie Jerome.

But we move too fast here, so let us digress.

And as expected this is Winston Churchill’s condensed and very personal, truth telling Biography, that is not rhapsodizing, nor fawning either, since we do not cover up the difficult subjects of his patronage, of his biological father, and of his real epigenetic, and DNA origins:

Because Winston Churchill was born into the aristocratic family of the descendents of the Duke of Marlborough, who formed a branch of the ancient & noble Spencer family. They were dukes, princes, and commoners like Winston Leonard Spencer-Churchill, who very much like his Great, great, great, grandfather, used the simple surname “Churchill” in the sum-total of his long private & highly visible public life.

His ancestor George Spencer had changed his surname to Spencer-Churchill in 1817 when he became Duke of Marlborough, to highlight his descent from John Churchill, the 1st Duke of Marlborough. Winston Churchill’s father, Lord Randolph Churchill, the third son of John Spencer-Churchill, 7th Duke of Marlborough, was a politician; and his mother, Lady Randolph Churchill (née Jennie Jerome) was the daughter of American millionaire Leonard Jerome. Winston Churchill was born on St Andrews day, the 30th of November 1874, ostensibly two months prematurely, in the old Chaplain’s bedroom on the ground floor of Blenheim Palace, in Woodstock, of Oxfordshire. A great address for any new born…

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From age two to six, young Winston lived in Dublin, where his grandfather had been appointed Viceroy and employed Winston Churchill’s father as his private secretary. Winston Churchill’s brother, John Strange Spencer-Churchill, was born during this time in Ireland. It has been claimed that the young Winston Churchill first developed his fascination with military matters from watching the many parades pass by the Vice Regal Lodge (now Áras an Uachtaráin, the official residence of the President of Ireland).  Yet it might be best to admit that this fascination with all things martial has been part of Winston’s DNA and his epigenetic information, residing in his genes, that drove him to love all things military, naval, & aerial, because he indeed loved all implements of war, as well as the sparring that involved the conflict of great ideas and civilizations, striving to bring forth their own brand of progress for humanity, and their favorable destination for such.

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Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill lived short of a century; from the 30th of November 1874 – to the 24th of January 1965. In these short and busy 91 years of Life, he became the most common sensical, and yet the most important, resourceful and contrarian United Kingdom Leader, Parliamentarian, British statesman, and wartime Leader in history.

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His pivotal and turbulent Life was interwoven with the Life of the United Kingdom, the Empire of Great Britain, and the Fate of the whole World. He was an American from his mother’s side but also because in a rare gesture, he was awarded the US citizenship from the US Congress. Churchill fought Islam, Fascism, Nazism, and Communism, during all of his long life, without ever letting up, or wavering from his convictions.

He fought Islam and he compared that virulently hateful ideology with “Rabbies in the mind of man” and he offered the same choice words for National Socialism, Communism, and Fascism.

He always fought at the head of the battle, because early on, he declared himself invincible. And thereafter he always took outsized risks with both his Life and his Destiny. He chased his Fortune, and sought to make his mark in the world. This was his idea of success, but above all else, he was a Man of Ideas. He was a Lover of Country, Liberty, and the Republic, and of the unwritten English Constitution. He fought and shed blood for Liberty and Great Ideas all around the World… without once complaining of hurt or tiredness.

In his maturity, Winston Leonard Spencer Churchill helmed the Soul of Democracy — the Parliament of England, when the world was crashing down all around him. Yet he persisted to the bitter end and he came-out the other side of Hell dusty, but unscathed, and Victorious, having vanquished the most evil of his enemies: The Nazis. The national Socialists of that artless Austrian colonel, named Adolf Hitler.

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Churchill took the reins of power for the whole of the Western Civilization, as the World around him was collapsing, and he held firmly those reins, to steer us to a safe course to victory, and the end of the War.

He personally fought in four, or five different continents, depending on how you count them; during those points in history that he was a fighting man. He was fired upon and survived all manner of artillery attacks, cavalry charges, sword slashes, flying bullets, bayonets, machine gun bursts, aeroplane crashes, anti-aircraft fire, booby traps, explosives, accidents, and shrapnel wounds — far too many times to count. This was the Winston Churchill who was the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 1940 to 1945, during the defining moments of the second World War, as he was the point man in this Conflict of Civilizations.

He was declared the Father of Victory and became again the Prime Minister from 1951 to 1955, and during that time he modernized the English Society and laid the foundations for modern era services, for the National Health System, and for the beneficial social & civil society as well. Winston Churchill was from the beginning and always an Orator, a Thinker, a Parliamentarian, a Soldier, an Officer in the British Army, an astute Historian, and a serious Writer.

Winston Churchill, was so prolific and astute as a writer, that he won the Nobel Prize of Literature in 1953, for his overall, lifetime body of work. In 1963, he was the first of only eight people to be made an honorary citizen of the United States.

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Winston Churchill was born into the family of the Dukes of Marlborough, a branch of the Churchill – Spencer family. His father, Lord Randolph Churchill, was a charismatic politician who served as Chancellor of the Exchequer; his mother, Jennie Jerome, was an American socialite. As a young army officer, he saw action in British India, the Anglo–Sudan War, and the Second Boer War. He gained fame as a war correspondent and wrote books about his campaigns.

At the forefront of politics for fifty years, he held many political and cabinet positions. Before the First World War, he served as President of the Board of Trade, Home Secretary, and First Lord of the Admiralty as part of Asquith’s Liberal government. During the war, he continued as First Lord of the Admiralty until the disastrous Gallipoli Campaign caused his departure from government. He then briefly resumed active army service on the Western Front as commander of the 6th Battalion of the Royal Scots Fusiliers. It is then that he fought in the terrible trench warfare at the Battle of the Somme, and he witnessed and participated in the awful carnage that gave him the entrepreneurial idea to design a ship for land that will cross over the trenches and thus make static trench warfare obsolete. He reasoned that this new weapon will enable the British army to win and thus shorten the terribly bloody trench warfare and thus save millions of lives.

In that he was fully successful and as his Innovative designs for a landship like a destroyer that rolls over the trenches came to be designed and built with maximum effect as “the Tank” his innovation indeed shortened the war significantly by giving a huge advantage to the Allies by driving the Germans back across the River Rhine.

Most people do not know that he invented the military tank that has changed the face of warfare for ever. And today History does not even credit Winston Churchill with that Innovation either. But he has far more things to be Grateful for that History indeed gives him credit for… so “No Worries” here.

Eventually Winston Churchill, returned to government under Lloyd George as Minister of Munitions, Secretary of State for War, Secretary of State for Air, then Secretary of State for the Colonies. After two years out of Parliament, he served as Chancellor of the Exchequer in Baldwin’s Conservative government of 1924–1929, controversially returning the pound sterling in 1925 to the gold standard at its pre-war parity, a move widely seen as creating deflationary pressure on the UK economy.

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Out of office and politically out “in the wilderness” during all of the 1930s because of his staunch opposition to the politically correct ideas about “increased home rule for India” and also due to his resistance to the 1936 abdication of Edward VIII – Winston Churchill took the lead in warning England and America, about Nazi Germany’s war preparations and he campaigned tirelessly for British naval & military readiness and for all English people’s rearmament, across the globe, in order to prepare for the massive threat that he alone was able to foresee…

The threat to the World’s Peace posed by the government of the party of National Socialism of Germany, and it’s vicious leader, the German Fuhrer; otherwise known as Adolf Hitler, the “Austrian Corporal” who was inimical to all human values the Western Civilization embodied.

Winston Churchill gathered all sorts of qualified military intelligence about the German re-armament, and the militarization of the German Society. He sought information about the specifics of Germany’s advanced stages of military-naval-air force build-up, and munitions war preparations and was so dangerously alarmed by them — that he took a perilous, peripatetic and surreptitious journey to GERMANY — alone and in secret, at the height of these dangerous pre-war years.

Going alone without diplomatic cover to Germany Winston Churchill took a heavy risk. The main risk was that in order to find out all the information he needed he was to travel in areas that were forbidden to foreigners, and also he had to ask difficult and sensitive questions, about the best kept secrets of the third Reich. In short he spied on Germany’s High Command in a way, that if he were to be found out and arrested as a spy, he might be interned and executed.

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Surely he tempted fate when he stayed in the same Munich Hotel where Hitler himself was always taking his afternoon meetings. Many people might have thought him mad to take this risk — Yet Winston Churchill reasoned that he had to do this, in order to find out the facts for himself.

Still in his own way, he went about it, privately and quietly, and he visited Bavaria, Munich, the Rhineland, Berlin, Heidelberg,and the rest of Germany on an Incognito fact finding mission, always ‘masked’ as a tourist.

In that trip he saw everything there was to see, and was fully informed about the advanced stages of war preparations the German nation was engaged onto. By doing this through his own eyes — he was to become an eyewitness to the reality of Hitler’s colours, war cries, stripes, and hue…

After seeing all there was to see in Germany and after discovering the Fuhrer’s ill intent — all that was left for him, was to return home and inform the Western World of this giant threat to world stability and safety.

Yet once Winston Churchill left Germany and returned home safe, after his perilous journey as a private spy — he railed against the looming German threat and asked the Intelligence Services to help find ways to rid Germany of her evil doers, and especially her Evil Meister but nobody would listen.

He organized debate after debate — yet at the time nobody was willing to listen… to that “has been politician” and currently ‘washed-out,’ old militant and war mongering hawk, Winston Churchill.

Much later in a reality check, about these pre-war times, his wife Clementine Churchill would quietly and wisely point out, that “During the days of Lloyd George and his Budget Debates, and during the discussions about the House of Lords Reform, Winston Churchill, was ostracized by the British Society and Leadership, same as Oswald Mosley the ‘English-Nazi’ (English National Socialist Leader) is now. Three times Winston’s political career has lain in ruins, and three times he has made an apparently impossible comeback.”

Of course to a degree, his stormy passage has been the natural result of his own fierce partisanship, because to Winston Churchill the excitement of life has always lain in the clash of wills and the dangerous struggles which have fashioned the outline of history. He never played for safety, and as he was endowed with a highly emotional nature, he usually acted on impulse and intuition rather than on calculation or even logic.

He was often incapable of assessing a situation dispassionately, but
once he has taken a stand he has never been at a loss to find closely reasoned arguments to support it. Thus on paper he appears to be a cool and highly rational being, while on the political stage he often seems rash and impetuous. This apparent contradiction has always perplexed his contemporaries, who regard him as the most incalculable figure in public life.

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Yet there is one constant note in his character which is the very essence of his nature and of his genius as well: That is his Romanticism, stemming from his indomitable romantic nature as is well exhibited from his single minded pursuits of Life partner, Ideas, and Long Held Friends…
It may well be that in the years to come historians will describe him as the last great Romantic that England produced – but let’s not count on it.

Winston Churchill is incapable of seeing life in terms of monotones. Whatever subject his mind touches is at once transformed into shimmering lights and colours, because just as when he paints he has little use for the dull browns and greys – so as a politician and a writer he feels compelled to reach out for the vivid hues of brilliant colour.

For Winston did not see life in any other way, because every subject his mind touched is at once transformed into a brilliant drama. His world is a world of good and bad, dark and light, black & white, and a world of righteous causes and shining swords, full of dark and evil foes.

There is always a hero and a villain, and the fact that Winston Churchill never fails to cast himself in the leading role, not only annoys his opponents but often irritates his colleagues as well — and they in turn cast him as the perpetual villainous man of war. Yet n all reality Winston Churchill always strived for Peace and Stability. Yet his combative nature, allowed for the excesses of his character to be shown here i their best light.

And although Winston Churchill’s Romanticism undoubtedly is the natural consequence of a brilliant fancy and a highly emotional nature, it was bred in him as well from Blenheim Palace, where he was born, as it was kindled in his mind through the splendour of past military exploits, of Marlborough. And in some lesser measure of his father’s sensational career that opened his eyes to the fame that awaits the good Orator. Yet when he had to choose, between the two careers — soldiering attracted him the most and he followed his footsteps to Sandhurst Military Academy. Surprisingly enough, until he was nearly forty years old, he dreamed of glory on the battlefields. That is why in the 1914 war he begged to resign his office as First Lord of the Admiralty, in order to take charge of Antwerp; and that is also why when he joined a regiment in France fighting in the trenches, a year later, he was bitterly disappointed not to be allowed an important field command.

Yet throughout his long Parliamentary career he had never lost interest in the science of battle. And of the well over thirty published volumes credited to his name and to his
credit, twenty-five of them, deal with some aspect of war and battles. His conflicts are heroic and the two books that he had started and would have really liked to write, had time allowed him to do so — were the “Life of Napoleon” and the “Life of Julius Caesar.” So you get the idea… He loved war, but he fought for Peace.

That is the contradiction of this Man.

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Winston Churchill had a voracious appetite for reading the Greats, and for studying their Actions that changed the World. And he always looked to learn from the Brilliant Teachers of the past, present, and somehow — of the future. Please don’t ask how… He also studied Confucianism and Buddhism as a counterbalance to his Western pedagogue, and he thrived in the masonic rituals of his Scottish fraternal order. But above all else he loved his Anglican faith and he cherished the time spent in church in communion with the Divine Spirit and in prayer to God with whom he seems to have developed a special relationship, as he always arrived late for church but early enough to get the Communion after the Eucharist was spoken and sang.
He read books like his life depended on it. Indeed he read like a madman. Especially he read and wrote in the hot days of Bangalore when serving in the Indian subcontinent — where he thrived with his reading books inside the bathtub of his most comfortable stucco Indian bungalow in the Whitefields area, called the Weaverly villa.

But he also studied Abraham Lincoln and this most important American Statesman’s Life and Beliefs. And for the rest of his Life he liked to think of Honest Abe Lincoln’s philosophy as his own and of the political philosophy of the nascent Republican party, as the right dose of Conservatism for the Republic. And he liked the Whig party origins of the politics of the Great Lincoln and of the Republican party quite well, as seen in this brief Lincoln speech…

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And it is in those times that he also studied Buddhism, and Confucianism, since both of them aren’t a form of religion in the strict sense of the word and it doesn’t conflict with Winston’s strong sense of Christianity because these Oriental belief systems do not advocate faith in any particular type of god. Yet what they offer is an ethical philosophy, a code of morality on how to react with other people which should lead to a happy life, and the principles of what it truly means to be a Gentleman and not a Cad.

Confucius and the Buddha had two main ideals – applicable to Winston Churchill. One that we should treat all people as we would want to be treated if the tables were reversed. And two that all people should be true gentlemen, whatever class they might be from, and that they should maintain proper conduct towards others whilst doing so, and therefore we ought to treat them always with Kindness, Compassion, and Magnanimity.

Winston Churchill wanted to reform government so that the welfare of the people was paramount and trained men who would be able to take high governmental positions and high risk should the circumstances demanded that of them — should lead by example of personal virtue. By following his philosophy, and becoming a True Courageous Gentleman, he figured that he would earn the respect of ordinary people, and maybe the Heart of a girl as well someday.

Winston saw himself as an aristocrat and used this ideal to work towards. His basic conduct became that of a ‘true gentleman’. He believed that every true gentleman should have the top five qualities – integrity, righteousness, loyalty, altruism and goodness. Winston was keen on having and sharing his humanity as respect, compassion, and loving-kindness towards all others. He felt that if everyone tried to live up to these ideals the world would become a better and certainly more peaceful place.
The second ideal of Winston was that of proper conduct, because he believed that the practice of social etiquette should be followed.
He learned from Buddhism about the Middle Path and the Way. He saw that there should be moderation in all things. He believed that extremes always produce opposites and you should live between the two in a way that will maintain harmony and balance. He also felt that fulfilling your role in society was a case of doing your duty.
Of course always expansive Winston, expanded the idea of duty to include the filial duty to your father whom he wanted to save from the barbed attacks of his contemporaries that knew of Randolph’s peculiarities and sexual predilection towards his own sex… An uneven battle but still WInston waged it royally. His idea of duty of course had to include your family, and here Winston broke down the concept of family into five social relationships that must be honoured – master and servant, father and son, husband and wife, elder and younger siblings and friends, as well as friends of friends. He did this in a most Confucian and Buddhist way because he believed that the family was the basic unit of society over individuals and was thus determined that people should love and honour their families, honor their lineage, protect their community, cherish their traditions, and fight for their sovereign & country as times demanded and according to their Circumstances. In relations to this Winston Churchill thought that honoring the lineage and your ancestors should start in a way with your parents and your immediate family and then an only then, it can also spread into reverence for your ancestors, as it was the case with his great ancestor from his established family’s father — the Duke of Marlborough, whose life and feats of valour Winston idolized, and much later managed to turn into an epic book, and a best seller at that… earning himself a royal advance for the publication of this homily to his own familiar yet not necessarily biological, ducal bloodline.

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And although Winston Churchill left the army at the age of twentyfour, first to earn a living, and second, because in those peaceful days it seemed unlikely that Britain would ever again become embroiled in a world-wide conflict — he brought the smoke of the battlefield with him to all of his life’s pursuits and to all of his occupations and obsessions — but above all else, he brought the smoke and the shrapnel, and his battle wounds, into the British Parliament along with himself. He studied the religion and the ideology of his enemies, in order to understand them better, and he hated with serious passion above all else, Islam, Nazism, and Communism, in that exact specific order of importance….

Indeed he fought against these terrible three “isms” all of his Life and he did so winningly. And he hated all of them, because they were what he termed “Cults of Death” and “Purveyors of Darkness” and Islam being the “Religion of Slavery”

Winston himself being a Man of Light, he clearly had to fight for it…

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His zingers on Islam are myriad, but most of them are far too strong, humorous, and really politically incorrect, to be repeated here… yet methinks you get the idea why the militant Islamists were overly exercised about  this Man, as they are about yours truly.

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And he reaped what he sowed, because from the very first he was a natural storm centre.

He never failed to take a stand and he usually took it in the most provocative way possible.

Even standing around doing nothing — he made people mad. By the way, I have inherited this awesome power as well, along with his other gifts of DNA and temperament.

His light was too strong, and blinded people or just made them burn themselves up like moths flying around the flame, setting their wings alight.

Especially the National Socialists of Germany who cultivated the Death camps for anyone different than themselves. How terribly banal the evil Germans of that time look now… Yet when Auswitz below, was fictional miilions of people were systematically killed here.

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His natural presence was such that other men felt inferior being next to him. He walked into a room and his massive persona and XL body took over the space and sucked out all the air from the room. The fact that he was a distinguished war hero and a decorated soldier — did not help things… and to this day nobody knows whether more Assassination attempts were made against Winston Churchill’s life by the Nazis or by the Communists.

The thing is that both Nazis and Communists, failed…

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Churchill was alive and well, when all of his contemporary enemies perished.

Consequently the House of Commons always crowded around him, to get his secret wisdom.

He had the Oracle within him and that he shared.

He had the all seeing eye, as seen here at Blenheim palace portico…

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Constantly the members of parliament came close to Winston in order to hear what new things he had to say.

This was an unusual triumph for him, because as a young man he was not the accomplished orator that we have come to associate with his name and fame of the later years.

His lisp and incredibly strong accent, made him shy of public speaking and that is why he practiced like a new Demosthenes, by placing pebbles in his mouth and giving speeches to the wind and the sea in order to practice basic speaking and rhetoric.

And even worse for him is that although he could write a compelling speech — his delivery was very poor, and the “cut and thrust” of debate eluded him, or at least did not come easily to him.
Indeed, Arthur Balfour once taunted him with the remark that “the Right Honourable Gentleman’s artillery is very powerful, but not very mobile.”

Yet the young Winston Churchill was determined to master the art of debate and that is why he spent long hours practising his speeches out loud, with or without pebbles inside his mouth, and always pausing for interruptions, imagining a thunderous applause and cheers, and always trying to think-up appropriate and acrimonious retorts to his interrupting or jeering colleagues. Over time, gradually, and by sheer effort of will and amazing hours of practice — he developed a facility for normal speeches, for impromptu speaking, for intervention, and that is why today we can think of very few equals, because his opponents were all forced to recognize him as one of the greatest Orators and Parliamentarians England has ever produced.

He spoke often in America and even at the Congress with great aplomb and simplicity as is written here in a spirit of brevity since this speech was indeed carved in stone…
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He was a great and simple Speaker of the old school. He respected the rules of Rhetoric and the proper syntax of Oratory fully and he applied all the techniques he had mastered over the years, as he plied his trade on both sides of the Atlantic pond…

But it was in parliament and the House of Commons where he excelled. Because, when he came into the Chamber, a person felt a stirring in the galleries, as if the whole atmosphere was electrified, and the people craned their necks to just see him. He used to sit on the front Government bench with his shoulders hunched, his bulldog head thrust forward, straining to catch every word, and to spring to action offering a brilliant cadence of Oratory, or a retort to an errant colleague form the other side of the aisle…

He was quick to strike, and quick to defend, and few if any opponents ever managed to score off him. Often, when he rose to speak, he begun in a deliberately low voice in order to command the absolute attention.

Once when he was Leader of the Opposition there were cries from the Labour benches: “Speak up! Don’t be afraid.” He paused and surveyed them critically. The House grew still in anticipation. Then in a whisper which could be heard from one end of the Chamber to the other, he said: “I find I speak quite loud enough to silence any of you, when I like.”

To this day, people say that no man or woman had a deeper respect for the power of the House of Commons than Winston Churchill. And even when he was offered the Lordship of London — he refused saying to his Queen that he wascommon man and thus  always a Man of the House of Commons, he must remain.

He always observed parliamentary procedure with care, but this did not prevent him from employing his talent for abuse and ridicule to the fullest and he often whipped the Chamber into such an uproar with insults and accusations hurled back and forth, that the Speaker had to rise-up and use his ‘outdoors’ voice, while waving his mallet for emphasis, in order to maintain order in the House. Following one of these hubbubs in 1947, several letters appeared in the Daily Telegraph deploring the fact that Winston Churchill was not accorded the deference of the Elder Statesman. Clearly, the newspaper writers didn’t understand the man’s temperament; for if the day ever comes when Winston fails to draw the fire of the other side, he will consider his usefulness in Parliament having come to an abrupt end.

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In fact, his provocations are often such carefully planned traps, that Labour MPs are sometimes instructed by the Whips not to interrupt him during a debate so that he will not have the opportunity of getting the better of them.

Seems that the secret of Winston Churchill’s parliamentary mastery lies in his ability to change the mood of the House, because although he can provoke an angry storm — he can also turn the storm into roars of laughter by a sudden shaft of wit. His rhetoric always caused deep and sudden emotional mood swings to the listeners unrivaled by any other Speaker except the changeable London weather. ‘If you don’t like it — just wait ten minutes, for it will change’

And what about his caustic abusive and dark English humour he employed as a cudgel to maul his opponents?
Mind you, Winston’s humour is not the cold, polished variety; but it smacks much more of the Pub, the Gym, or the Tavern, with comic, impish, even schoolboy jokes, which few people can resist. In 1939 when he was serving as First Lord of the Admiralty he told his friends with relish how a destroyer had dropped a depth charge, but instead of finding a submarine, bits of an old wreckage had come to the surface. ‘And would you believe it,” he added with a grin: “there was a door bobbing around with my initials on it.”

“I wanted to recount this important occurrence in a speech, but Mr Chamberlain cut it out.” He added with a twinkle: “He thinks my taste is questionable.”

On another occasion, near the end of the war, when he was reminiscing about his career and the fact that he had changed his Party affiliation more than a couple of times, or at least twice, he is remembered to have startled his luncheon guests by proclaiming solemnly: “Anyone can rat, but it takes a certain amount of ingenuity to re-rat.”

In the House of Commons his humour often was masked in the emphasis and in the hesitation of his voice. Sometimes he treated the assembly to an act which borders on pantomime. Once when a Labour Minister rose to speak Winston Churchill suddenly began feeling in his pockets with an air of consternation, then looking down towards his feet. The eyes of the members left the speaker and began to follow his puzzling movements, and soon even the people in the Galleries were craning in his direction.
Suddenly with an elaborate start he apologized to the Minister: ‘I was just looking for “my jujube” he explained innocently.

An example of his ability to turn an awkward situation into a humorous one was illustrated well; when over the controversy about American and British naval commands, and when Churchill was Leader of the Opposition he had attacked the Labour Government body for having consented to an American Admiral as Commander of the Atlantic, insisting that the British should have the Atlantic and the Americans the Mediterranean.

When, however, he lost the arguments about the Atlantic he dismissed
the reasons he had advanced about the advantages of an American fleet in the Mediterranean and insisted that the Mediterranean must remain under British control.

The Socialists could not resist baiting him about his change of mind. In order to force him into a corner, one of them asked him to state categorically whether or not his views were the same now as they had been twelve months previously. “My views” he began . . . “Change” interjected a Socialist. “My views” Winston continued placidly: “are subject to a harmonious process which keeps them in relation to the current movements of events.”

Even the Labour and the Socialist backbenches could not refrain from laughter amid the ensuing merriment that followed his guffaws.

Of course, time and age mellowed Winston Churchill and greatness has softened the antagonism of his opponents. As a young man he was far from popular, and that was part of his Romanticism because from his earliest days he believed he had been put upon earth to fulfill some great purpose. This presentiment led him into many disastrous blunders, for he was not merely ambitious as other men are, but openly and impatiently in search of Fame. As a result he gave the impression of seizing issues indiscriminately in order to project himself into the limelight. This seems to be the case as indeed no other man in public life seemed to have a greater facility for veering from the role of statesman to that of politician.

Back in 1945 Winston Churchill gave a striking example of this dual capacity, by opening the election campaign with the sensational warning that Socialism would mean “A Nazi state” and “A Gestapo in England.”

People were shocked because they remembered the many tributes he had paid to Attlee, Morrison, Bevin, and other Socialist leaders, when they were serving in his wartime coalition Government only a few weeks before. Yet to turn on them so wildly, in order to cadge votes was considered almost beyond the pale, and somehow “UnEnglish.”

It was at moments like this that one could not help recalling the lines H. G. Wells once wrote: ‘There are times when the evil spirit comes upon him and I think of him as a very intractable, a very mischievous, dangerous little boy, a knee-worthy little boy. Only thinking of him in that way can I go on liking him.”

Winston Churchill’s egoism and impetuosity filled the public with a deep, distrust which proved a fatal stumbling block to him for nearly four decades.

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People became convinced that he was less interested in a cause for its
merits, than as a vehicle for his own ambitions; and the fact that he changed his political party parliamentary affiliation twice, did not help to dispel that impecunious impression. His opponents took the opportunity and branded him as a cynic and an opportunist; while his colleagues, disconcerted by the fact that he found it difficult to serve as a member of a team because of his basic instinct of reaching out for the reins of power — openly referred to him as a trouble-maker.

Still Winston Churchill always acting from the heart; after and sometimes before ‘consulting with the head,’ was completely unaware and thus never got accustomed to his vast ‘unpopularity.’ Consequently, he was genuinely hurt and astonished by the animosity he aroused all around him, for he was always absorbed by the causes he espoused, by his rhetoric, and by the fiery speeches that he always delivered, in order to turn the hearts and minds of the English public around, in an effort to inform them of the incoming ‘deluge” of fascism and war.

He was the lone voice in the wilderness, and like all prophets who vocalized their oracles widely — he was shunned. His writing, his projects, and his various plans, were all now focused on the message, so that he gave very little thought to the complexities of human nature, and the fact that like a new ‘John of the Desert,’ some influential people and especially Muslims sought his ‘head’ detached from his body.

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Still for Winston Churchill, this was the cost of being who he is. He always said that ‘we are who we are’ and as a thinking person, it was always ideas, and not people, that interested him, and as a result, the reactions of his fellow human beings invariably sprung upon him as a complete surprise.

A towering figure amongst small minded men, Winston was often times pensive, moody, and preoccupied, scarcely paying attention to anybody and stepping on all kinds of people’s feet and sensitive toes. Buttercups, and snowflakes, were all particularly flattened when he walked around with his oversized shoes, paying scant attention to them and their special needs for a safe space. There was no safe space around Churchill, and he behaved pretty much like a bull elephant in heat all the time. And at most other times during his difficult years — he was so tactless and aggressive, that he frequently wounded people’s feelings and sensibilities, without even knowing that he had done so. His pen, and his speech, were so strong and caustic that sometimes his secretaries would change the whole letters after he signed them and sent a more serene and conciliatory toned letter instead. Otherwise all his friends and allies would think that he wanted to liquidate them if they didn’t behave exactly as he wanted them to. Indeed his mind was so sharp and angular that in his correspondence in the interest of the state, he was openly hostile and aggressive and he came to be known as the archetypal politically incorrect man out there. You can understand that this was a fierce warrior, and he expressed himself that way — when at war. But in Love, he was the gentlest soul and the most proper gentleman. This could be the two sides of the coin of Churchill, all co-exisitng fully, in the same person, and at the same time.

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He was honest to goodness. He was a true friend and genuine ally to those he liked. Yet he was the most ferocious enemy when he was crossed. As a person he was incapable of betrayal of any kind; for any cost and for any cause; and he expected others to be the same way. He hated betrayals in Love and War more than anything else in this Life. Once he told General De Gaul — the de-facto leader of free France, during France’s occupation by the German Nazis, this simple threat in his peculiarly idiomatic French: “Si vous double crosserez moi — Je liquidaire toi”

“If you double cross me — I will liquidate you”

And the thing is he fully meant it. And as De Gaul remembered quite well, what had happened in Oran, in Algiers, not too long ago — from then on, he behaved himself accordingly to Winston’s high and exacting standards…

Churchill strategized, schemed, and used all of his cunning subterfuge, and even the oddest imaginative stratagems, for accomplishing his goals, and for reaching the ends of his work, towards the interests of the Empire and the maintenance of the Civilized World. But he never schemed nor used his tremendous diplomatic gifts, for his personal gain. Nor he utilized his not insignificant skill of diplomacy in his personal life. Never did he take advantage of a woman for personal pleasure. Indeed he helped the vulnerable and the fragile damsels to recover, and only after their emotional recovery would he deign to consider intercourse. Once  he even cried out mournfully: “I have never joined an intrigue. Everything that I have got I have fought for. And yet I have been more hated than anybody else.” And indeed he was hated the most by the militant Islamists, the errant Mussulmens, the jihadist Mohammedans, and their ilk all around the world because he offered all of the women and children subject to their useless sharia rules — the freedoms afforded all subjects of the British empire. That was of course an affront to the Muslims who wanted to treat their wives as goats and other less prized barnyard animals. Instead Churchill advocated for education for all girls and women fully knowing that women’s education is the best antidote to that hateful ideology, of perpetual war, enslavement, & subjugation.

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He spoke openly offending everybody and anybody, but he was still perturbed when the people who  he thought benefited from his efforts, hated him, or declared a jihad against him, as the Grand Mufti had initiated. He also couldn’t understand why ordinary Germans who obviously had benefited from his magnanimity given to the vanquished enemy, still hated the very sight of him and they always asked him to not set foot in Germany after the war — ostensibly for Security reasons.

But he still went, and laughed at them, saying that “If anything untoward ever happened to me — I would at least get another crack in beating Hitler again, in the great hereafter. Something that I enjoyed doing immensely, the first time we beat that Austrian little man…”

But he was still flabbergasted when he found out people hated him, or simply didn’t like him, and he would always seek them out and ask: Why?

“Why?”

He always looked for ways to improve his demeanor, and these protestations about is popularity, came from the heart, not only because Winston Churchill himself was a rather friendly and open person — but because he was remarkably free of malice towards anyone, and especially towards his enemies, and he couldn’t understand how people came to be this petty and hateful. He hated the passive aggressive politically correct types and he was certainly full of compassion, and love for all of humanity. And he had an extra deposit full of whole lots of love, towards his friends, his posse, and his family. Indeed his apparent lack of interest in the human element that motivates all of us — had eliminated all pettiness from his nature, and made him a respected Leader and a voice of reason to all concerned. Indeed, his frequent, yet sudden, and fully unexpected, emotional surges of generosity, have disarmed more than one of his many enemies, and opponents, and all those who truly met him and either ‘loved him or hated him’ because they all recognized that he was magnanimous to a fault.

Case in point: Once when Ernest Bevin was Foreign Minister he paid Churchill a heartfelt tribute in the House, and the latter was so moved he could not keep back the tears. On more than one occasion during the 1945-51 Parliament, when Mr Attlee was Prime Minister, Churchill entered the smoking-room, sometime after a particularly acrimonious debate, saw Atlee sitting at a table, and promptly joined him and congratulated him on his speech. The then Members of the Parliament also remembered how in 1951, when his most formidable critic, Mr Aneurin Bevan, opened the Defense Debate, he sat attentively in his place admiring the brilliance of the speech. Then Mr Bevan began to liken some of his methods to those of the Nazis. Churchill put up his hand in protest “I had nothing to do with the Nazis” he beamed. “Do not spoil a good speech now.”

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As of his volcanic temper — we best not talk about it, lest we make him look like a Monster. But very much like Zeus, he could throw his thunderbolts with one hand and still make love with the other…

But generally speaking — you wouldn’t want to be in the room, or even in the general vicinity of one of his famous flashes of his steely sword and tongue when directed towards the idiots, the fools, and the miscreants that operated on his behalf and caused failures. He was especially hard on all those who contemplated surrender as his steel was sharp, and penetrating. Methinks, you wouldn’t want to taste the flint of his sword either.

When at the end of his Life someone close by asked him what he thought he had accomplished in his tenure as a human being on this planet, he responded by saying that all his life he was tasked with guarding “Thermopylae” and that is all that he did. He did this by fighting all his life, the enemies of Christianity, and Western Civilization, to the very end. And just like another Leonidas, he “fell” while doing his duty.

He did what he saw that he had to do and those were the last words that came out of his mouth before exiting this mortal coil and moving on to another and far better world.

But he was not haughty and he would never tempt the fates with hubris. He was not a proud man and he always sought the betters of him to uphold but never himself. Proof of that came often but it’s far more poignant to remember that one day when Churchill visited his old school, Harrow as an old man — the boys asked him who he thought was the greatest man who had ever lived?

Winston answered thus: “Julius Caesar, because he was the most magnanimous of all the Conquerors.”

He never thought of himself as a conqueror, or as anything else but a common man, a divinely ordained common man — but a common man none-the-less. And he word played that with saying that he was always a Man for the House of Commons. Still in both jest and in actual reality, Churchill would never put himself in the same league as the Caesars — although today we all know that his impact upon History is far greater than whatever old Julius ever accomplished, or could have even imagined…

To be continued…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 10, 2017

What Would Churchill Do? (Chapter 5)

Yet, back in the day, it fell to the Oracle of Delphi to divine the answer to the outcome of the Leaders’ Strategies, war campaigns, military expeditions, and desired course of tactical action — all distilled in one question.

The “Hero” always consulted the Oracle before going off to War and a fairly assured meeting with Death. Alexander the Great consulted the Delphic Oracle before he left to conquer the World, same as his father had done before him…

Victory was not assured — far from it. Death, defeat, and dishonor were the likely outcomes of this foolhardy campaign against the heart of the Persian Empire. Because in his day the Persian empire was the only Superpower in the world. And indeed it was a physical amalgamations of all the various Peoples that were subject to the Great King and his Satraps. All the armies, all the Peoples, all the most advanced weapons, and all the trimmings and accouterments of power would be brought to bear against Alexander’s small fighting band of brothers, and they all knew that. So as they marched along the coastal paths to Persia — they were aware of no outcome other than the Victory, they can reap themselves, away from the enemy. They were the smaller team playing into the far reaches of the world as they knew it. And they needed to play by simple rules and with a greatly heroic playbook — if they were to win by snatching Victory from the jaws of defeat.

Pure strength would not do…

It had to be Stratagem.

And it had to start by convincing the Generals, the Officers, and the Soldiers of Alexander that they had a chance at winning this campaign into the unknown. And the best way to achieve that was by consulting the Oracle and Delphi and receiving a favorable “Chrismos.” Simple as that. If the oracle of the omniscient God Apollo answering their question was an affirmative to their campaign plans — they would go on and win. However if it offered anything but that — then the talisman of Victory — Alexander had to do something drastic so they can go on believing in him.

And that he did. But today we’ve got nothing resembling that genius of simplicity, intelligence, and coherence, like God Apollo’s priestess “Pythia” to offer us wise advise, and to counsel us on the simplest possible course to victory and resolution of a Crisis, because we have instead chosen layers of Complexity and insularity, over the Elegance, Eloquence, and Simplicity, of being smart enough to be “asking the right questions.”

Looking at the firing of the FBI director today by President Donald Trump we discern the pattern of simplicity that this new and capable Administration seeks from it’s current Oracle at the helm of the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Simply put: Can the FBI and it’s Director give us — the American people – a quick and simple answer about accountability for the massive leaking of all the Secretary of State’s communication emails and the favorable impact this action had for our sworn enemies?

Can they see how this vanquishment caused the massive defeat of all of our international policies? Can they name and prosecute those responsible? All the visible and invisible defeats we suffered have to be counted for. Blame has got to be apportioned and those responsible have to face Justice.  That is the only simple job of the FBI… Nothing else matters if they cannot deliver on that.

Capice?

Can the FBI hold the Democratic party leadership, to some measure of justice, so that they can become accountable for the damage that they have caused this Republic by sharing our secretes with our worst enemies?

Can the FBI tie up the Russian and the Chinese enemy’s interference into our affairs through their hacking into the State Department & the Clinton email servers — or not?

Can they correlate the defeats we have experienced internationally and nationally to those leaks?

Can we get a simple answer to these grave matters?

Can we now go on and plug these holes in our National Security?

Can the FBI hold someone responsible for all that?

Apparently No — they can’t.

At least “Not” under Director James Comey. Clearly he is not the guy to deliver any measure of justice or even divination. This guy has no backbone and is more or less, a weathervane… A packhorse shifting towards whatever carrot or stick is wagged in front of his nose. But worse of all he is a buttercup, following the latest Mass Media fad designed for the rest of the snowflakes. And that’s how he makes up his mind and speaks through both sides of his mouth to both of his Masters. Foolishness and Greed.

Sadly Comey shifts like a leaf, wherever the wind blows…

And indeed, it blows a hell of a lot in Washington.

Yet we the People realize that we still need the basic simplicity in our Divinations, or whatever level of simplicity resembles the Delphic Oracle — adjusted to fit the realities of today’s world.

As for Trump firing Comey’s and handing him his ass — this is truly an Alexandrinian power move. Pulling her by the hair, and firing a “Pythia” that cannot deliver a straight answer, is the right thing to do. Alexander did it, and now Trump does it.

Nice…

Firing James Comey is the right thing to do.

Mainly so, because he tried through expedient political calculation to remain in power while obfuscating reality from the American people, just in order to balance his debts, and hedge his personal financial and power thirsty bets. Comey chose to be liked by all and sundry, instead of doing his job. The FBI rank and file, hated him and felt that he was a giant pvssy. Oh Lordy… more bad words. But honest words too.

Firing a lesser man who was trying to walk a tight rope between the warring parties — instead of simply TELLING THE TRUTH is truly the right thing to do. The U.S. President was totally right to fire the hypocrite James Comey, even if only to hire a really strong person and place them in that position atop the tripod of “Divination” of TRUTH & JUSTICE. Because we need a person that will  deliver a truthful answer when the nation asks a simple Question.

And we want a TRUTHFUL answer because only that answer can give TRUTH, and apportion JUSTICE, in order to protect the REPUBLIC from the self haters who have dumbed here down. That is the litmus test for a good Director of the FBI, and that is the kind of person we want. That, or someone as close to this ideal, and better if at all possible.

Trump firing the silly sallying person, is fully justified. He did not serve anyone but himself and his puppet masters that sadly were the corrupt Oligarchy we all know and recognize. And that is not only proof that Trump is a man of the people and working for the people but that his actions are strong as this pure Power play on behalf of the Nation, amply proves. And perhaps come to think of it — that’s why he is the President today and not the crooked snowflake who wanted to climb to power by rigging the election.

Trump is a power player, and this move is quite similar to the one played by Alexander the Great when he forced himself upon the wishy-washy Pythia — so many years earlier. And he did it by pulling her by the hair, away from the tripod, and putting the fear of God into her, and forcing her to admit that ALEXANDER was indeed the most Powerful person in the whole World.

You might recall this episode from earlier writing about the Delphic Oracle here, but it is worth retelling: “In 336 BC, Alexander the Great visited the Delphic Oracle wishing to hear a prophecy that he would soon conquer the entire ancient world. To his surprise the Oracle refused a direct comment and asked him to come later. Furious, Alexander dragged Pythia by the hair out of the chamber until she screamed: “You are invincible, my son!” [Greek:‘ἀνίκητος εἶ ὦ παῖ.The moment Alexander the Great heard these words he dropped her, saying, “Now I have my answer.”

Now that’s a nice Oracle if you can get it…

But where is a similar message written, or being told today?

And from whose mouth can the President get the Simple Truth?

Only from the hearts and the minds of the American people.

That place alone holds the Divine Oracle that anoints the President. Because the preference of the people and the crowdsourced wisdom, represents the ultimate Truth. The American people along with their voting ballot papers, represent the only place where the President draws POWER from, and since they chose Donald Trump to be their GOD APPOINTED LEADER — he can wield that power on their behalf. They chose Trump democratically and that’s just as Good a Divination and a God given Prophesy. Indeed it is quite that simple in a Democracy. The crowd sourced wisdom of the people voting for a Leader. It is an ancient Athenian innovation that has been perfected in England for over a Thousand years and in the United Kingdom, and now is being practiced in America. A Democracy, always evolving, always morphing and always getting stronger, by the day. Yet is a fragile thing because like all good quality crystal clear ideas — it serves us best when it is not battered by the haters, and the evil doers, or just the faulty specimens, whose private philosophy, ideology, or religion, do not conform with that ideal. Cue here all the Communists, the Islamists, the Socialists, the Feminists, and all other self haters… who subscribe to the various sick “isms” that are so fashionable amongst today’s snowflakes and buttercups.

So now let us focus on doing what is good for Society and the majority of America because it is from the mouths of the ‘many’ — not only Democracy stems, but Power accrues as well. That’s how our Republic works, and there is no better Oracle here than the mood of the American People. A free people exercising their Democratic Right in this brave Republic of ours. And indeed it works, because if a leader today asks this “secret” Oracle, to “divine” the outcome of a Military Campaign, or of a War, or even of a simple executive action that he is thinking of undertaking — in order to restore balance, or reset harmony, or even in order to win valuable resources, territories, and global influence — the people are the Oracle which is there to answer for all of the above.

Again, Nobody does this today, like they did in the ancient world – but the crowd sourced Wisdom is just as good an Oracle for all of us and for the Executive today.

But we fail to listen, because we think that there is no Oracle designated as such today. Yet we are fooled to think that way, because we are all over-thinking, and are always asking the wrong questions, instead of simply being true to ourselves. We tend to overanalyze, and overthink things, by relying on the mind far too much. It is our downfall to not go with the instinct born out of intelligence and “Vox Populi” in order to solve the grand & intuitive problems. “Vox Populi-Vox Dei” as you might recall from your Latin classes, means “The voice of the people is the voice of God.” The phrase was used as the title of a radical Whig tract of 1709, which was expanded in 1710 and later reprintings as “The Judgment of whole Kingdoms and Nations.” The author is unknown but was probably a strong Whig-man…

“Vox Populi-Vox Dei” has at it’s core the most cited section of the revised (1710) version of the pamphlet which reads as follows: “There being no natural or divine Law for any Form of Government, or that one Person rather than another should have the sovereign Administration of Affairs, or have Power over many thousand different Families, who are by Nature all equal, being of the same Rank, promiscuously born to the same Advantages of Nature, and to the Use of the same common Faculties; therefore Mankind is at Liberty to choose what Form of Government they like best.”

Today’s use of the Latin phrase “Vox Populi” is consistent with the earlier usage of “Vox Populi-Vox Dei” in English political history since at least as early as 1327 when the Archbishop of Canterbury Walter Reynolds, brought charges against King Edward II in a sermon “Vox Populi, Vox Dei.” From Reynolds’ usage, onwards, the English political use of the phrase, was favorable. Even in 1709 when it was included in the Whig publication, nobody was referencing the original context of the usage by Alcuin (739) who in a letter advised the emperor Charlemagne to resist such a dangerous democratic idea.

Still “Vox Populi, Vox Dei being true Maxims of Government” was the new cry for Crowd Sourced Democracy and is worth noting that the very next year, of it’s publication in 1710, it was republished, under the title “The Judgment of whole Kingdoms and Nations.” 

And it is crucially important to reread this tract today because of our generalized failure to get the right answers to our important questions. And in other perspective maybe this is also because, we have failed to listen with our eyes and see with our ears, since we forgot the old time honored and time tested “Delphic” ritual: ASK THE RIGHT FVCKIN QUESTION. That is the only ritual that works. Distill your quest to a single and rather simple straightforward question. Yet to find the right answer is very much akin to a “Retreat” within your self. A retreat inside our minds and inside our soul — during which we allow the “Questor” to dream of the future by sleeping overnight in the “Hands of the Gods” in Delphi, or in another Asclepian Temple, and thus get to “Know Thyself” first and then go ask the RIGHT QUESTION that can bring to light the correct ANSWER.

We have to do this, because we are losing the “Future” since today hardly anyone believes in looking within and contemplating. Who contemplates anymore in a world given to the pleasures of fast food and Mass Media for the shut-off body & brain?

Who is given to introspection today?

And to take it up a notch… who even bothers to answers the call of duty, to be an introspective Leader with an understanding heart today like Solomon?

Who is the honest Leader of the People, like Moses?

Who is in Command of the Country, being meditative enough in history and writing about it all — ever mindful with an understanding Heart?

Show me that person, and I’ll show you the next President of the United States.

That HIGH STANDARD is what we should be seeking for our Leaders today. And we should be looking to find people like that instead of not looking for the Mass media and the Banker-Wanker losers to give us their store-bought candidates. It seems that we tend to value the wrappers if the product, instead of the essence of the calculating Mind, and certainly we do all this without ever consulting the Heart. And that causes the disconnections that we are all suffering today.

Lack of Clarity is a boon to our enemies. Obfuscation of reality is our downfall because the fake news has a purpose and that purpose is to confuse us and sow the seeds of division and worst amongst us. Indeed, our lack of clearly visible direction today, is not the lack of Oracles, but the lack of Intelligent Leadership. And that is because they don’t make Leaders like those ancient Ones anymore. Or maybe like old “Winnie the Truth” Winston Churchill, who like the young and the drunk, always told “Truth To Power” and especially telling TRUTH to the PEOPLE. And doing so, especially when it was against his personal interests to say so.

Something like me today.

This book tends to the Truth and it is not seeking a convenient truth but a rather difficult truth that needs to be discussed.
As a Society, we are at a Loss, as to what to do next. And that is why everyone is asking me today this question fit for an Oracle:

“What Would Winston Churchill Do?”

Not receiving clear intelligence about the future causes uncertainty and indecision, and that in turn causes inaction. This is the case with American Politics today; being too afraid to act decisively. With the exception of Donald Trump and we haven’t yet seen enough of him — all of the last few Presidents fell into this trap.

Paralysis by Analysis. Hesitation by Pronunciation. Monkey Mind Monkeying Around.

Fear, uncertainty, and doubt.

F.E.A.R.: False Evidence Appearing Real.

UNCERTAINTY: Certainty with an un.

DOUBT: Double Trouble.

Let’s examine this as it applies to our current crisis menu of today, by examining the most important Issue of our day:

Let us examine honestly the North Korean crisis in the context of the Chinese Crisis today, and let us define an American policy not of containment and detente but of a resolution with this nasty piece of work…

Of course as always some fearful outsiders to Asia, and probably people who have never even visited China or North Korea — are painting a skewed scenario of the current China-North Korea tensions, that casts China as co-villain, if not chief villain. This represents a serious misreading of what’s going on in Northeast Asia.

The real, core story here is China’s attention and territory grabbing diplomacy, which is a headline-hogging sideshow that is not designed to result in war, but in American capitulation and Taiwan’s annexation into China without firing a single shot. That is the main story in the steadily worsening relationship between China and America over North Korea’s military and Nuclear belligerence, which has been greatly accelerated with young blood Kim Jong Un’s rise to power five years ago.

Yet now this has reached the boiling point because Beijing, of course, knows and supports this as it senses an opportunity to push through a decisive change in the geopolitical landscape of the Pacific ocean, and indeed of all of Northeast Asia, and of the China Sea.

What remains for this story to be completed is that Trump is going to follow the same policy of appeasement towards communist China as all his predecessors since Nixo-Kissinger have all done.

And most people think that this is what he will do, because WAR is abhorrent and PEACE at any cost is good politics. But I disagree, because I know President Trump favors action over inaction. And the proof is always in the pudding…

And he may very well do that and go down in history as an appeaser much like Neville Chamberlain.

My position is that he should engage in all levels and declare war to North Korea and double tap all of it’s nuclear installations ending once and for all the nuclear threat just as Israel had done to Syria’s nuclear installations and as we ought to do to Iran’s nuclear installations also. As it is fitting to do to all other claimants who want join the Nuclear power club.

Because in my mind it would have been natural for us to use STRATAGEM and CUNNING to turn this dastardly regime and it’s truant behavior into an opportunity that we can readily exploit to maximum advantage, for the FREE WORLD.

Yet it seems to me that the Mass Media is pushing us all to accept the fake news of “The two-giants-joining-together-to-bully-a-principled-midget-narrative” is indeed an alluring one and one that sells well on the talking heads windows of TV and on the newsprint of China’s bleeding newspapers — but it also happens to be a “cock ‘n bull” story of immense BS value. This dog and pony show from the CNN newsies of this world serves none other than China, because they are the only ones that pay attention to it at the state level. Even more outlandish is the scenario favored in some leftist circles of “revisionist” China vs. “revolutionary” North Korea. Everyone in the real Asia, knows that political ideology died long ago, in China and to a large extent even in North Korea. Lip service is paid while everyone goes about more mundane, corrupt, and purely mercenary political pursuits. If any “ism” applies meaningfully in today’s Asia, is only old style communism and nationalism, sprinkled with a bot of nepotism and a lot of corruption.

So what’s the real story between Beijing and Pyongyang? Beyond the Brotherly love between the two leaders. Or is it that there is not that much Love to be shared except a hug whenever the sentiment moves them to a display of a Bro-hug, if they were to ever really meet with each other…

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Yet the traditionally strong ties between Beijing and Pyongyang are well known, because they were forged in blood, in ideology, and in history for almost seventy years now — but today are frayed and failing both nations. Especially since the North Korean sexiest man alive little Kim, is so cocksure that he feels that he might not need the Chinese as allies at all — as long as he has Dennis Rodman the tattoo artist of Chicago Bulls fame, as a buddy…

Here is the sexiest man alive at his Confucian serene and harmonious best, — no doubt in a picture taken after his executing another bunch of his relatives, with an antiaircraft machine gun… or by feeding them to serving lions at the Korean zoo. Or something equally sinister action coming from the movies…

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Still the bottom line is that if it was not for China’s critical contributions — including half a million PLA casualties during the Korea War — North Korea wouldn’t even exist. Chinese throughout China, already dirt-poor after a century of war upheaval, and foreign subjugation, had to further tighten their belts for the Korean war, and had to bear the catastrophic costs that were borne out of it, both in lives, and materiel. But most important is the loss of face the Chinese have suffered all these years, because of North Korea’s miscreant behaviour.

And that’s why Donald Trump calls little boy Kim, a “smart cookie” so as to keep him thinking that he is on course for some measure of greatness. A backhanded compliment if there ever was one. And when he hosted the Chinese leader in the Floridian White House of the South — the Mar A Lago resort, he made sure to share with him the Korean trap the two men laid for the hermit kingdom.

And from the looks of China’s Premier Mr Xi response the Churchillian Trap has been sprung again. Now it is the turn of this Chinese Leader to fall inside, because he wants to solve the North Korean problem for the sake of his own people and not of that of Pyongyang…

China is now eager to solve the Korean problem, because since Donald Trump took over at the White House, matters have been heating up with regards to North Korea and it’s nuclear programme. Some commentators have spoken of the situation being the most tense and dangerous nuclear stand off since the Cuban missile crisis of October 1962. The DPRK has carried out five missile tests since February 2017 clearly intended to rattle the new Trump administration and insert itself into the international relations conversation. In many respects the behaviour and rhetoric of the North Korean regime of Kim Jong Un has found response with the US administration of Donald Trump which has been keen to let China and North Korea sort out, each other. The aggressive and bellicose nature of Little Kim, has been making matters worse apropos solving the North Korean issue. And on April 11th President Trump tweeted: «North Korea is looking for trouble. If China decides to help, that would be great. If not, we will solve the problem without them! U.S.A». Or: «North Korea is looking for trouble. If China decides to help, that would be great. If not, we will solve the problem without them! U.S.A».

Meanwhile North Korea has fired back that it would reduce Japan to «ashes», turn South Korea into a «sea of fire», bring about the «collapse of the American Empire» and referring to the US aircraft carrier fleet the USS Carl Vinson which Trump called an «armada» the North Korean propaganda department stated: «A knife will be stabbed into the throat of the carrier». The insults have been reaching such a petty and immature level with American politicians such as 2008 Republican Presidential candidate Senator John McCain labeling the North Korean dictator a «crazy, fat kid» and the North Korean leadership responding by lashing out with threats of war: «[the DPRK] will fulfill its sacred mission» of «dealing a merciless sledge-hammer blow at those daring [to] hurt the dignity of the supreme leadership».

All of this is extremely unseemly and has the potential to back both parties into a corner from which they will not be able to escape. The war of words could end up becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy if this delicate situation is not carefully and wisely managed. What has made the situation even more unpredictable and hence dangerous for international peace, security and stability. This is also an example of the Twitter diplomacy of President Trump, and it’s value will be determined soonest. The international community has grown accustomed to the hyperbole of North Korea, but it is not used to an American President conducting international relations on Twitter. These are the strange times the West and the World finds itself in.

Thankfully for all those wishing to bring both the United States and North Korea back from the brink of nuclear holocaust there is President Xi Jinping, who like all the Chinese people, prizes peace and stability above all else, and he might get rid of little brother Kim, just to regain the serenity and the harmonyy of this region.

 

We call this gambit, a “Churchillian Trap” because the Korean war had another fateful and far reaching effect on China, that bedevils the country to this day and it causes vast anxieties to all concerned. The Korean war had the effect of preventing the complete unification of China. As you might now be allowed to know — it was willy old Churchill who recommended the opening of hostilities in the Korean peninsula in order to check the Chinese People’s Army advances towards Taiwan, and thus keep a “spike” in their own backyard. A spike of Democratic and Nationalistic real estate that over the years grew from old Formosa to becoming the powerhouse of Taiwan today.

So instead of allowing the Chinese to concentrate in taking over Taiwan, he drew their focus on the North Korean peninsula. Indeed Winston’s Stratagem worked well. And it works to this day. Of course at the time the Red Army of China with Marshal Mao at the helm, was about to cross the Straits of Taiwan, and that is exactly when the Korean War broke out. That’s how the Chinese Red Army got diverted away from their attention to the island of Formosa (today’s Taiwan) in the South, and went off to save bacon of Pyongyang in the North. And that’s how int came that Beijing had to put on hold any plans to invade Taiwan, in order to take over the last vestige of Chinese Nationalists, because all Red Army troops in southern China, were now needed urgently elsewhere, up north. And indeed they had to be deployed to the Korean Peninsula immediately, because in the East Asian, Confucian mindset, that is the thing you do for a brother. And of course that is the kind of debt you never forget, down the history, and through any number of years, or future generations to come…

And knowing about this Confucian mindset and it’s impact on world affairs, is why Winston Churchill was able to play the Chinese like the brushstrokes of his heavy handed paint brush, when he was madly attacking the canvas with his paints. Much as he was attacking the maps of this world with his fast drawing charcoal pencil… And knowing China is my own expertise as well, not because I am some kind of Buddhist, but because being a Confucius scholar allows me to read the minds of the Politburo members like an open book.

Still unbeknownst to the Chinese, China’s leadership had been falling for this vast Churchillian Strategy, since the Korean War, again and again. And as China has continued to offer crucial assistance and sacrifice to Pyongyang in terms of extraordinary aid and friendship in the means of all kinds of support and brotherly love such as the ones bellow — we might consider this a Churchillian Trap that has been working since the early Fifties.  China offers food, fuel and fertiliser to North Korea, that over the years amount to many $ billion USD in aid. China has been the largest aid giver to the North Korean peninsula — even more than what the US gave to the South Korean folks. The Chinese aid staved off many famines always looming in North Korea’s daily life of mismanaged agriculture, over the past seven decades. And then to smite their benefactors, when China established diplomatic relations with South Korea in the 1990s, the Kim dynasty destroyed graveyards and even dug up graves where the Chinese Army soldiers killed in the Korean War, were buried. Even more recently the North Korean leadership, deliberately sited nuclear facilities close to the Chinese border as a way to ensure they don’t get hit by American missiles without he fall out spreading to China’s interior. SO each time there is a nuclear test in North Korea, it sets off a minor “earthquake,” destroying houses and forcing residents to evacuate in the Chinese side of the border. And still in some years past — half the grain production in northeast China was given as food aid to North Korea. Further still, China over the many decades of Beijing-Pyongyang relations — they provided North Korea with diplomatic cover. It is worth remembering that China is the only major nation to do so, as well as provide security to North Korea under its de facto nuclear umbrella.

Seems that whatever little brother Kim does to jack up China is just wrong. And maybe we can chalk it up to his constant failure to read Churchill’s playbook, because the prevailing smoke ‘n mirrors, fake news of the Mass media, is not giving him the Truth he craves either. the fact is this: The United States and it’s Allies have not yet attacked North Korea — not because that would mean crossing the thick, and absolutely immovable imaginary red line, that Beijing drew in blood in the early 1950s. It is because people in leadership in both Beijing and Pyongyang, think that their policy works well. The DMZ buffer zone and the Chinese fire wall are antiquated anachronisms, but they prove how well the Churchillian gambit has worked over the year. Indeed it has worked so well that the Chinese leadership has taken it as article of faith to adhere to Winston Churchill’s policy up into this very day.

Damn … that’s brilliant.

And for China, perhaps the biggest liability of having North Korea and the little brother Kim of Pyongyang as an ally — is not that they unwittingly are following Churchill’s doctrine. It is that having fallen into Winston’s well laid Masterful Trap ages ago; by their own insistence in following through with one or even all of the above means of aiding North Korea — they perpetuate their living in this Plato’s cave for ever. Because it is obvious that North Korea, has for far too long provided the biggest single public pretext for the United States to surround China with weapons and troops in NE Asia. This came to be a sustained containment drive that reached a climax with Washington’s “pivot to Asia,” starting with the inauguration of ASEAN, and taxing that institution with becoming the spearhead to the “PIVOT TO PACIFIC” from the early 1970s, and later as expressed in the Washington and the London Think Tanks and in the NATO secret discussions, and at the beginning of the New Millennium was exemplified by the Pentagon’s Pacific Century papers, and the President’s address by the same name in the beginning of the State of the Union address of 2011.

And here is ASEAN’s need and resourcefulness that is far more important than NATO could ever be in the Pacific, because the Association of South East Asian Nations (ASEAN) is a union of nations that was born out of a desire for economic modernization and development as well as a common fear during the Cold War; communism. Despite many organizations/unions being formed in this era, ASEAN was one of the few that were able to survive the end of the Cold War.

Even though one of the original mandates, the existential threat of communism, has been eliminated, it still has managed to carry on with an updated focus. With the rise of China, ASEAN members have begun to sign defense treaties with one another separately as well as with the US. It is only a matter of time before the organization evolves to become a security alliance.

ASEAN evolved from a previous organization known as the Association of Southeast Asia (ASA), which consisted of Thailand, Malaysia, and the Philippines. Shortly thereafter, on August 8, 1967, ASEAN was inaugurated by the signing of the Bangkok Declaration by five countries; Indonesia, Malaysia, the Philippines, Singapore, and Thailand.

Despite the creation of the union, ASEAN members had internal squabble and bickering with one another and did not illustrate a semblance of a regional organization. The internal dynamics began to change with the conclusion of the Vietnam War and the US withdrawal. The balance of power shifted with the US defeat and the unification of Vietnam under a Communist regime. From that point on until the end of the Cold War, Vietnam along with its benefactor, the Soviet Union, became the main threat to the organization. The Vietnamese aggression into Cambodia and other actions caused the union to not only strengthen in unity but also proclaim a unified response to Vietnam’s actions.

With the collapse of the Soviet Union and the end of the Cold War, the fear of Communism and Vietnam evaporated amongst the ASEAN members. As a result, ASEAN began to focus on regional trade and security issues. In July of 1995, the regional calculus changed. The former nemesis, Vietnam, not only established diplomatic relations with the US but became a member of ASEAN. Shortly after, Laos and Burma joined the organization. With the inclusion of the entire region, the focus of the organization shifted to economic growth, but also resolving outstanding territorial issues. Even though China had not been a formal ally, ASEAN and China were united in their stance towards the Soviet Union and Vietnam during the Cold War. However, with the Cold War over and China’s rise, ASEAN had its eyes on a new antagonist.

China has consistently held the position that it prefers bilateral negotiations over multilateral negotiation when it comes to discussions of the South China Sea. And Beijing thinks that to be in it’s favor because China is a large nation both physically, demographically, economically and militarily, certainly relative to the other nations of the region. The imposing stature of China can be more influential when dealing with the different Southeast Asian members singularly rather than in a plurality. Another major premise behind this tactic of negotiation is that China does not want to lend any credence or recognition to ASEAN.

China’s claim and desire to recover the lost territories in the South China Sea due to the Century of Humiliation is seen as aggression and expansionist by ASEAN. They see China’s slow expansion as an approach to seizing the resource-rich area without provoking too much international outcry. Rather than a full out military operation, China uses time as a weapon and incrementally expands in the region without drawing much global attention, according to ASEAN.

China’s reticence to engage ASEAN as an entity is seen by many as a divide and conquer tactic towards the Southeast Asian nations. The prevailing sentiment in the region appears to be that China is a threat to the stability and peace of the region.

As a bloc of nations, ASEAN’s goal was to help the United States contain Vietnam, and it’s ally China, along with the Soviet Union’s Communist influence in the region. With the Cold War gone, the organization has set its sight on China as a threat to the region. Washington has fully supported the efforts of ASEAN and its members going to the extent of establishing military relations with almost all of them and supplying most of them with arms. and armaments.

China’s only escape from its geographical prison is through the sea, which is now littered with the US military’s influence, and Navy ships and air force that ply the waters and the air of this strategically important region of the world. The Pacific is important for all the Peoples of this Earth and yet today China views ASEAN similar to how the Soviet Union perceived NATO. Even though ASEAN does not possess the military regime that characterizes NATO it is slowly getting there. China views ASEAN as a nascent military coalition and collective security arrangement that is backed by the US military.

ASEAN members in the last decade have witnessed an exponential increase in bilateral defense and security arrangements with one another and foreign powers that China views as hostile in some respects. The head of the Indonesian army referred to the myriad of bilateral alliances amongst ASEAN members as a “defense spider web in ASEAN.” The discussion of a multilateral ASEAN security regime is no longer an afterthought or whisper, but actual discussions are taking place by ASEAN members as well as supported by the US and Japan. Members will no longer feel obligated to peace first, but rather use its military power, backed in some cases by the US, to challenge China. Diplomacy will no longer be the preferred approach. Such a coalition will only further isolate and contain China. In addition, these nations are in control of the important commercial straits that not only supply China’s economy, but also fuel its growth as an aspiring global power.

Since 1993, China has been a net importer of fuel and almost all of it comes through the Malacca Strait and the South China Sea. Such an alliance could cripple China and threatens the existence of the regime because of its ability to control the vital straits to China. Thus, China has been reticent since the beginning to give credence to ASEAN in the hopes of working bilaterally with the nations of the region rather than collectively. However with the continual support of the US and Japan, ASEAN has managed to get China to become a signatory to the Code of Conduct, which entails a behavior of peaceful resolution of issues regarding the South China Sea. However, the growing militarism of ASEAN and the potential for this nascent military alliance to actually become a multilateral security regime could not only threaten the code of conduct but isolate and contain China further. The balance of power is tipping in favor of ASEAN, but China – which sees itself as a victim of occupation once before – will not allow itself to be subjugated at the hands of foreign nations again.

And what has the North Korea given China in return? Essentially, nothing except that North Korea served as a useful buffer between China and the US military forces in South Korea. An exorbitantly expensive Chinese wall — if that…

For reasons best known to Pyongyang itself, that “protection” cost rose dramatically after Kim Jong Un’s ascension. The visible signs included Kim’s murder or purge of all senior people in his government known or suspected of being friendly to No. 1 benefactor China, including blood relatives. Unlike his father and grandfather, KJU never paid even a courtesy visit to Beijing since taking power. Most spectacularly, he had his half-brother Kim Yong Nam — who’d renounced politics and was under Chinese protection — killed when the latter was visiting Malaysia.

In the present crisis, knowing that his missile antics would allow the US to deploy THAAD as well as put extra diplomatic pressure on Beijing, KJU nonetheless went ahead — repeatedly. If China moved visibly to rein him in — then it absolutely follows that President Trump could all too easily portray China as joining their efforts to do the sane thing. Indeed a justifiable action to prevent the world from descending in a Nuclear Holocaust.

But the effort of rubbishing China’s reliability as an ally, and discrediting its independent, Third World credentials, somehow and perhaps surprisingly — it is the idiotic foreign policy agenda of North Korea. Maybe this stupidity level of National and Foreign Policy can only be compared to that of Albania in the 1980s and 1990s that led to it’s complete implosion and collapse. That Communist nation went the way of the various “stats” that used to exist along the Taklamakan desert when the Munghal empire faltered and failed. And the glories of Chenghis Khan and Kublai Khan can only be found in the British Museum today.

And maybe this is what Trump and his top officials have been thinking of doing, while waiting for North Korea to implode with a little “help” from the Free World, and from China… They want to built a niche at the National Smisthonian Museum for the hermit Kingdom of communist North Korea, and it’s long past glorious treasures of communist utopia. Because after a couple of years hence, there will not be much left to remind us of the last truly dystopian “Communist Paradise” on this Good God’s earth.

Today’s Albania by contrast, is clearly not a communist recluse, nor is it the curmudgeon of Europe, but a free state on the road to Democracy, having joined NATO and looking towards Europe as a solution to it’s development woes and to it’s economic integration into a powerful union. Same goes for Cuba, that is trying hard to not become a pariah of history, and an economic irrelevancy like some sort of communist Haiti or a hooker’s paradise like the Dominican republic of the Caribbean… or God forbid like some sort of Venezuela, that takes the cake as the land of artifice in their political ideology, and the capital of food shortages, in a rich country that does not know how to manage it’s resources, it’s people, or it’s mineral wealth.

Sadly that’s the path of North Korea and the misery of it’s people will prevail. And there is another even darker shadow side to this conflict — because indeed today there is a sinister view that North Korea’s obsessive drive to develop nukes, is aimed less at the US, than at creating trouble for China, perhaps in a bid for what Pyongyang sees as “independence” from both. But in my mind, this is really a desperate gambit, and a bid to remain relevant on a New World that doesn’t give a rat’s ass for the Korean buffer. Indeed it is not a sinister, but a dastardly misguided plot that allows the North Korean fools in power, to go down that road like idiots running to meet their imminent demise. A world and a time, that has bypassed North Korea, the same way the Blietzkrieg bypassed the Mazinot line, or the fall of Soviet Communism bypassed Albania, and Cuba, or North Korea. Yet North Korea today persists as the last true isolationist Communist republic and a state that is quite irrelevant to the world. Contrast that with its neighbor to the south — the industrious and highly innovative South Korea, which is a darling of the whole world — and you get the idea of where the North Korean resentment comes from.

So maybe the message to the North Korean people, would be to stop building nukes and instead open up their borders and invite foreign investment so they can start building mobile phones, and satellites for communication, and mass produced industrial products, and thus join the peaceful world, because all anachronisms are just that — out of time. North Korea will implode and crash by itself. That much is certain because it doesn’t not have a place in today’s world as it currently behaves. Simply put: North Korea is way out of fashion, by a few decades. So when the “sixties” come asking for their state back — the North Koreans via “Vox populi” will have to change. And to that — the deep state has to be broken up in it’s constituent small pieces and then these useful bricks will be used to rebuild a free nation once again.

Now, I am betting that this will happen, and as it appears the incredible “NOW” has finally arrived because only under the rule of Kim Jong Un, that once-outlandish view starts seeming all the more plausible — day in and day out.

And perhaps in a twist of Churchillian cunning, and Stratagem — the Trump administration will allow China to get these “burning-hot” chestnuts out of the “Fire” of North Korea. Mainly because Trump was smart enough o give China an incentive to act. And China will act, given all of the above. Today, no one should be surprised if China neutralizes Kim Jong Un, before the United States gets a chance to intervene and claim the territory for itself. And of course that does NOT mean destroying, or not continuing to protect the DPRK — far from it. If the high-risk scenario of KJU-neutralization should unfold, it will have little to do with Beijing “cooperating with” or “kowtowing to” the US-centered NATO demands. Instead, it will have everything to do with China’s own possibly too-toxic-to-save relationship with the incumbent representative of the Kim dynasty of North Korea that has outlived it’s usefulness. Enough already with these never ending Drama-Queens — the Kims of this world…

Then again we might not move a muscle and simply choose to wait…

That is not good advise nor good action plan — but paralysis by analysis is a common enough doctrine as it has been for the last forty five years of American Administrations where China is concerned.

Inaction is a peculiar form of malaise…

Of course this malaise of inaction befell the ancient world too, and also the very Oracle of Delphi, because towards the years of decline of the Ancient Civilization and the then World Order, the Greek Alliance was mauled in the hands of the Christians, and it was then Pythia started giving more and more ambiguous and highly confusing prognostications, couched in riddles and metaphors, full of double entendres, that nobody could clearly grog or even understand after careful cognitive discourse.

It became a practice of hedging your bets. And advising for money. Clinton, Machiavelli, or Henry Kissinger, would have been all too familiar with this practice too. Except that we have the Emoluments Clause today to protect us from that stuff… especially when the information exchange is simply a weapon to be wielded by the ex-head of government now turned a Lobbyist or worse, a “Shill” for foreign interests.

Indeed the beautiful oracle, Pythia, was always a bit ambivalent, allowing room for the “Seeker” to add to the interpretation his own deep seated TRUTH, but she was devoted to the TRUTH… That cannot be said of any of the modern practitioners of that Art of Divination, of the Future and yet young Winston Churchill had it in spades.

How came Winston Churchill had these divine powers? Was it his strategic studies and battle simulations that gave him the requisite knowledge of the ‘Grand Game’ ever since he got his start when he was a three year old boy?

 

He was gifted, epigenetics and DNA account for a whole lot, or maybe because he was always reading and studying history, following the thoughts of the great leaders, listening in to the great British parliamentary debates, discussing seriously all currents of political thought, and by investing his time in contemplating the potential of different outcomes from past actions. The “what-if” exercise of his powers of contemplation was his strong suit. And he always practiced that. And he indulged in these scenarios of “What-If?” for differing outcomes of major wars, global events, unforeseen difficulties, and all other actions based on the expectations of the serious responses to world challenges as addressed by the leading political and military figures of his day.

So it was either all that practice in sharpening his brain, or it was just that the Gods had chosen him to be the Leader, because he was a modern day Miracle Worker, and an inveterate Oracle in his own right.

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But let’s look at the Pythia and her Oracular Powers when at the Christian Era, they were being diminished and abandoning her. Was it indeed because her time was up, that the Christians had decreed that Pagan customs should be abolished and she was threatened with death through skinning and dismemberment, something the zealots reserved for women of knowledge and power in the early Christian era of that Religion’s’ dominance?

Christianity, having recently become the State Religion, at the Age of the Emperor Constantius — was the favorite State Institution, and a rather Militant one at that. And that was the end of the era of Pagan Prognosticators, and that is when the Oracles at Delphi called it quits, and the “Manteia” [Prophecy Centers] were shuttered all over Greece, and across the ancient Hellenistic and the Greco-Roman World, of Byzantium and the around Mediterranean sea, lands of North Africa, and the Near East, Asia Minor and even farthest reaches of Roman conquest in the Asian world.

So where is a Hegemon, the Leader of Men today, going to find the Truth? And that is not the same as true knowledge about the facts, but rather about the future, and it has to be rather different from the divinations of the professional spooks, and the media pundits, who are a dime a dozen, and seriously wrong all the time.

For example: Do you happen to believe the long term weather forecasts?

Do you even take the long weather forecast seriously?

And where is the Leader today who can draft his own course, set his own destiny upon his Strategy, keep his own counsel, devise his own tactics, and live out his Life as if he is seeing the future clear as day, and thus earn Victory favor and fame too?

I assure you – there isn’t one. Maybe Winston was the last one of these few generations that have come up this far. Yet this era maybe didn’t even have the need for developing such a Leader as Churchill because the circumstances did not demand one Man of such magnitude to appear…

And that just might be a good thing…

A good thing in the sense that this overlong period of subtle conflicts, small wars, and an overall period of seeming Peace and Prosperity — we have lived through, that now comes to an end; didn’t require a man of the magnitude of Winston Churchill to save us from ourselves.

So we have been served by lesser men, and some women, as Leaders — but I assure you, all the Leaders that have come around since — they have served us adequately, only for the small roles they choose to play in the world. And when you choose a small game – you play a small part. And surely all of them failed us in major ways – otherwise we wouldn’t be here where we are today. Surely these small people had their ways of strategizing based on incomplete information, and often incompetent advice, that led to shoddy Strategy and Failed Command – but ultimately it was their game to play and lose.

Thank God this batch of terribly bad leaders has befallen all sides in equal measure and thus some terrible balance has been preserved. I am amazed and astonished at the level of incompetence the current crops of World Leaders exhibit. And yet, I feel terribly sad for Humanity’s prospects because of that.

Having studied Winston Churchill and the Greats intimately – I feel like Gulliver in the Land of Lilliput — the land of the little people. It’s a terrible feeling to have to explain terribly basic things to World Leaders that the world bestows honor upon — and yet I am still seeing them as little children that are unable to comprehend the basic laws of the game. The laws of the Art of Power, the Art of Leadership, and the Art of Politicking, let alone to expect them to comprehend the laws of entropy, the laws of karma, the laws of corruption, the laws of unintended consequences, and the immutable laws of the intended and well known long term outcomes of all Cybernetic actions.

Sometimes, I feel like Lao-Tzu, Socrates, or even Confucius, must have felt in their time, when they all had to run for their lives. And I fully understand why they all ditched their Rulers, Political Correctness, the Emperor, and the Conventional Wisdom of their time, in order to Live within their Principles, and to maintain their Liberty to practice their own form of Gentlemanly conduct.

Lao-Tzu left behind everything and even changed his clothes to those of a lowly farmer, and left the great country never to return, when he realized how deep Corruption was destroying his state and the Hegemon. And that is ultimately the most valid reason why he left China’s Rulers in the lurch. He ditched to vote by example and left for the frontier wilderness, and the unpopulated lands, in order to live amongst the primitives that were untrampled by the Institutional Corruption. And maybe he traveled to India where he met Gautama Buddha and taught him a thing or two.

And sometimes I feel like the great Wayne Gretzky must be feeling when stuck watching junior hockey teams play. Pitiful and amazing at the same time. Amazing that they haven’t derailed the edifice altogether… because they do not know the simple fact that we always shoot the puck into the future… And we place ourselves not where the puck is but rather where the puck is going to be when we get there in synchronous times. So in a sense we are always moving towards the future and not towards the present. That’s a really hard lesson for people to understand because the ones who are smart enough to understand — recognize that we live in a Dynamic Equilibrium and not in any static curvature…

Yet it is always amusing and interesting to watch people act from a Historical perspective alone, as if knowing History makes you anything more than a Historian. And for me at least it’s still interesting to watch the World’s Game going on in slow motion, because the Churchill Society, the Lincoln party, and my vastly varied Business Interests and Philanthropies — have given me the engagement, the knowledge, and the actionable intelligence, that this widely cast network of assets can bring, and we at least keep things interesting…

After all, it has always been through the actions of intelligent people, great leaders, and Cybernetics mavericks, that the World moves forward. It is the collective actions and reactions, of massively powerful individuals that interact and engage in intercourse that makes History. It is the individual actors and not any sense of inevitability that moves the world forth. Please don’t let anyone else tell you differently.

And it is the networks of such individuals that can supply the unfettered discourse, the qualified access to all the information and data needed, and maybe even the apolitical assessment of our enemy’s tactics, so that we can see the Future before it sneaks up on us, and body slams into our face with the force of a wrecking ball.

This future is always evident on our conversation, because it carries the power of “Now.” Yet the “Now” becomes the past soon enough and every second it gets replaced by the future that waits for no one. It has of course been an interesting ride so far, and my constant convening of open information sharing conferences, and intelligent Congresses, have also given me wonderful access to new and old friends, great people, and fantastic dinner conversations, over “Supper & Symposia” and even some of the most interesting after dinner companions and adventures. Yet a Gentleman never talks about those adventures that ensued while “Saving the Damsel in Distress.”

But telling when the next war will hit, is easy — and yet it has been a well kept secret shared with only the few Top Leaders. And if I know something let me assure you that the only people we share it with are the Ones that I know they will stand up and fight on the side of Freedom, Liberty, Democracy… and the pursuit of Happiness.

And to all of them – I remain grateful. Collegial, yet unattached, and absolutely loyal.

Thank You.

You know who you are…

I salute You.

Cheers to You.

This raised glass of bubbly is for you:

Cheers & Forever may you Live Happy!

To be continued…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 8, 2017

What Would Churchill Do? (Chapter 4)

‘The Story of the Malakand Field Force.’ his book that was published in 1898 was a heroic battle story written in the format of all heroic battle stories he had read. And so he styled himself after those stories that he already loved. Now to be able to write like his idol Gibbon, the master historian — that would be heaven…

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Indeed this was Winston’s first long form story hastily put together in a book sized long article format. Not only this was practically the first book he had ever written, but it was also the first literary undertaking of his career. So it must have been the famed beginner’s luck — as it happens sometimes — that favoured him with a commercial success. A stunning first timer’s success that netted him £ 600 pounds sterling in payment, when he sold the book to the publishers. And this is the first serious money he ever earned, and went from being completely broke in India’s Bangalore barracks, to being able to afford the rental of a small stucco home in Bangalore’s Whitfield neighborhood. This small residence was once called Waverly Inn, and this is where Winston Churchill stayed and wrote feverishly. That is he wrote in the ‘cracks of time’ he snatched in between all other things that had to be done. he wrote in the midday heat, instead of taking a nap, and in the middle of the night with the help of the kerosene storm lamps, and indeed in what was the only time available to him, after the morning office hours, the parade grounds inspections, the polo games, the drills, and all other officers’ duties and the interminable social game of the British Raj in India. Because this is where he had to “date” and also entertain some beautiful expat young ladies in order to just keep up with social custom, and exercise his manhood in a bit of friendly fornication — lest he be considered a poufter or worse. Still the polo games allowed him some time to write, because he was a natural rider, and a brilliant player, and didn’t need to train and practice as often as others did. Indeed Winston was one of the best Polo players in all of India — and with that bit of fame and with the money coming in from the royalties of the book in England, he could afford the little bungalow called Weaverly Inn that he had spotted at the Whiitefields commons — so he can take the lady friends and do his evening aerobics in privacy and comfort. And since his publishing income was a tidy sum — he reasonably decided, that there was money to be made in writing and publishing and so he should keep at it best he can. Indeed for many years hence, ‘writing’ was his preferred method of ‘bread winning’ and even ‘buttering his toast’ and thus he kept writing more articles and more books — always thereafter.

As a matter of fact, over time, he came to be a most worthy and profitable author, and that was the reason he always retained a secretary. A secretary that could write in short hand stenography, while taking dictation, from Winston lolling in the bathtub. A bathtub that was always at the ready to receive him in the cool water that kept him happy in India’s midday heat. And by placing a board across the tub — he could write effortlessly and rather happily. Still to this day — I do this wherever I find myself in a hot tropical clime and I need to combat the heat, because it cools you down fast and keep you cool thereafter. Yet Winston at this early time, still saw writing not as a career, but as an avocation that kept him in hard tackle and biscuits, if not in champagne and cigars, or sherry and cigarettes — depending on the commercial success of his writing. And he kept at it, until his dying days, and beyond. And I am not just using the word “beyond” in jest, but simply because he left at least two great works started, yet unfinished. Ergo, now am sure, Winston is busy writing those two ‘magnus opus’ manuscripts — undisturbed — by dictating long sentences from a heavenly bath to a cherubic secretary somewhere in the clouds up above. Now am sure he has the length of time to finish both the biography of Napoleon, and that of Julius Caesar in due course. Eternity is a long time and he is a fast writer. Don’t quite know what publishing services they have up in Heaven — but am sure with his talent for Diplomacy, he’ll find a way to publish at the Angels winged press.

Yet in his early life, he struggled to find a publisher, and therefore this writing ‘avocation’ was not just a personal silver-mine for him, but also a fabulous second, or even third job, depending on who is counting, and one that not only kept him fully employed at all times of the day and night but also supplied Winston Churchill and his family and friends, with the victuals and all the drink & cigars, he required, while also paying for the Clubs and city pads, and also for the family’s Home House ChartWell, along with supporting his loving wife and children. Yet it was writing that also gave him rare pleasure and endowed him with many readers, friends, and voters, but also with fame and fortune, and a NOBEL PRIZE for LITERATURE, as a small reward for all his troubles and many years of writing. And specifically for his multivolume detailed History of the Second World War, which was indeed what prompted the Academy of Sweden to award him this highest and rare honour as a prize for Winston Churchill, the AUTHOR and the referenced body of work in memorializing the second world war.

And this is where he got from the humble beginnings of his first book written in snatches of sleepless nights, and time stolen in between fighting and training, and amid spurious spurts of energy, during the long nights after the fierce battles in the Pashtun tribal areas of Afghanistan, in India’s Northwest frontier. And it was here that he also wrote even more than what he wrote when he got back to his barracks, or when he was ensconced in his pink Indian stucco garden bungalow. A little home that he loved because this is where he found his own slice of Paradise, away from all the cares and worries of the world he inhabited. A place he called his first home, and his first house, where he focused on writing in peace and quiet.

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And from that time on, he was hooked… He got hooked to being a writer, and he started down that strange and lush garden path, that might lead to all kinds of adventures…

Apparently, he must have liked what he saw, what he found and what he felt, in this writing occupation, and from then on — he kept on writing feverishly.

Yet that battle of the Malakand campaign, also gave him a most distinct event that he was to carry with him for the rest of his life, because he also remembered this fierce military campaign, not only as the ‘cradle’ of his first book, but far more importantly as his first battle-kill. Indeed his first battle-kill was the dispatch of this tribal belligerent Muslim militant, who mercilessly severed the head of the fallen and mortally wounded officer who was not only Winston’s Superior Officer, but also a close friend of Churchill, who thus prompted Winston in revenge to ‘blow him away’ and thus lose his ‘virginity’ in that most awful bloodsport of taking a human life in angst of war. Many years later Winston always remembered this moment reverentially when in private reflection, and was always somber and sad, recalling this episode of his tumultuous and often quite violent life. Yet when Winston was sad and he recalled the loss of his brother Officer’s life — he tempered his emotions with the retelling of the story of how he send the militant killer’s soul back to it’s maker; for reasons that he sometimes jokingly claimed to be as simple as arming himself with divine and instant justice, and thus ‘return’ that ‘defective specimen’ back to the factory of souls. And of course this politically incorrect joke, was only shared in the context of drinking bouts of friends and officers, full of mementos, bravado, and camaraderie. As we all know when men are found retelling stories of battlefield events, some long tales, and coarse stories are shared amongst brother officers for their own hearing. These are manly pursuits and habits, that are only shared during “barracks talk’ and are not fit for dainty ears. But are perfect for use when seated around the ‘Men’s Mensa’ and also best told at the Polo games, or when horsing around, and especially fitting language to be used during men’s drinking hours, at the club, at the drawing rooms, inside the Parliament’s tearooms, or even at the Gymnasium, and the Library — because these are indeed the only places and times these talks are allowed by puritanical pearl clutching society ladies. So before we judge Winston, or jump to conclusions, let us remember that we all have at times the need to vent, especailly when we are ‘At Liberty’ speaking amongst ‘Fellow Officers’ and Military ‘Leaders of Men’ who had all experienced this rare Military aphorisms… Death is a constant companion to those of us who are of a battle hardened nature, and the niceties of civilian life might escape us….

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Yet one knows that Winston never spoke of this incident, or of the many others like it — at any of his many gatherings in the family home-house, or in front of his wife and children, or even in front of female guests, or reporters — because he knew well enough that taking a life is not an easy subject to talk about. And it is always reserved as a ‘Man’s Burden’ and a ‘Sensible Secret’ in the public’s eyes still reeling in Victorian morals with tones of modernity. It is also best to never talk about it, because in the eyes of the ‘weak’ and the ‘opportunistic’ it taints the man as bloodthirsty and callous. But we all know that it falls upon some of us to preserve our Civilization as Guardians under Arms, and although it offends the sensibilities of the delicate members of Society, it is something the Military men, and even those serving at the Quiet services, have to indulge into — always judiciously, yet quite often. But this was and still is always a “Man’s Secret” and especially today, in this era of illogical political correctness, when people only employ empty & polite words, and carefully crafted flat conversations, always avoiding everything that might be politically charged. And that is why we never hear, nor see Churchill’s ‘killing exploits’ described in any effect on the official or even the unofficial yet fawning biographies, references, or articles written about Sir Winston Churchill and his military career. We as humans, always gloss over death, religion, politics, love and taxes — although these things largely define us, and instead choose to make small talk as if we can escape either one or all of these facts of Life.

Winston didn’t make small talk, and nor you should… because those Men amongst us who are ‘experienced’ — we all know that War is Hell; and taking a life during the heat of the ‘battle’ is just a toss in the simple calculation between losing your own life, or that of a comrade and friend, or ‘taking’ that of the ‘enemy.’ That is the momentary yet intuitive calculus that allows you to draw the trigger towards you, and then … it just happens.

War is the ultimate blood sport and a much needed balm for the Warrior soul. Naturally Winston Churchill was one of those Warrior souls, and he had the scars on his body and heart that prove it. As a matter of fact Winston was shot at, way more than the 50 odd times that he engaged enemies in violent conflicts around the World, during his cavalry heroic soldierly career, and he sure as hell shot back against the enemy far more times than that; ostensibly dispatching more than ten dozen enemies in total by his own hand over the years. Yet he always found the merit, and took the time to do what’s right in the heat of battle. One time he saved a bundled baby ostensibly only a few hours old, that had somehow fallen in the battlefield, and had survived the run of the men’s feet and the hooves of the horses, the shrapnel and bullets, and the general mayhem. When this baby was discovered by a fellow soldier, Winston had the courage to take responsibility by taking charge of the situation, and riding up to deliver this newborn baby personally to the Enemy’s rear guard. He did this right upon the cessation of the day’s hostilities during the evening hours after the cavalry’s last major ‘charge’ that had generated the general rout and the panic amidst the flight of the retreating enemy in the wilds of Sudan…

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Yet the fact that he even did this, by risking his own life in order to give this baby back to the enemy’s women — proves the mettle of his character.

Winston Churchill was not only famous for bravery and courage in the face of the enemy but also because he fought on all five continents, and he dispatched dozens of enemies — always with the requisite compassion and care. And like Alexander, the Great he fought throughout the known world, and much like his idol, he was always magnanimous to a fault, towards the foe, and he never ‘dispatched’ a wounded, or a ‘retreating’ man. Winston also never shot a man in the back, and he never ever, allowed any atrocities to take place under his command. He was not ruthless in any other way either, and he was always a romantic who is guided by strong Victorian principles and Western protestant Christian values, and he would not deviate even a tiny little bit from his foundation — no matter what the times and circumstances might have offered as an excuse for ethical shortcuts. And the truth of his upright behaviour was proven in battle after battle, where Winston fought ahead of everyone else, as if he were invisible to the enemy’s flying bullets — while he charged the enemy lines always ahead of everyone else; mounted upon a horse of fury like another God of War, and very much like Alexander who also believed that his Destiny for Greatness as a son of Zeus always protected him.

And understanding Winston Churchill’s fearlessness is easier, if we know that because he knew that he was the ‘secret son’ of the King & Emperor Edward VII, and he used the same incantation of ‘Invincibility’ as a faithful Talisman to protect him from receiving any serious harm in the hands of the enemies he frequently dispatched. This was just like Alexander fought at an earlier time in the same fields of war, in the far-off Pashtun frontier lands of the Northwest Indian provinces, where many Englishmen have come to take their eternal holiday, over time. Both back then and now, that this region is called Afghanistan and all the other “stans” like Balouhistan, Pakistan, etc.

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And in keeping up with Alexander is why Winston Churchill always drove himself to achieve much at an early age, because not only he compared himself to Alexander the Great; this famous patron saint of all courageous Fighters, Military Men, and Empire Builders, but also because he emulated him in heroism during battle-action, and in courageous abandonment of care for one’s self, during the heat of the conflagration of blood and men.

And that is how came that Winston Churchill exhibited this unique quality of tremendous COURAGE when fighting on the battlefront of the Northwest frontiers of British India, or for that matter everywhere else he fought. Yet, the fact that this battle against the Pashtun tribes happened in the same furthest place that Alexander the Great himself, had conquered, more than two thousand years earlier — surely did not go unnoticed by Winston Churchill who engaged the enemy frontally, and fought bravely, thus earning honours in the Northwest Indian frontier’s Malakand Campaign in what is today’s the Pashtun province of Afghanistan.

Seems to me we are still fighting in that frontier today… the same war of Empire building as yesterday and about two thousand years ago. But never mind that — History surely does not repeat itself. At least not in the same way…

Yet, these are the fighting events that Winston later described in his book: ‘The Story of the Malakand Field Force’ written by Winston S. Churchill … the pivotal first book that launched his writing career. ‘The Story of the Malakand Field Force’ (1898) and was followed soon by the book ‘The River War’ (1899) and these two were actually the only two books that Winston wrote about those personal battles that he himself was centrally involved in, as a horse mounted Officer, and where he had taken charge as he came under heavy fire, he risked his life, and he saw his comrades dying, while he fought back courageously dispatching the enemy widely, and thus saving the lives of his men under arms…
And that is also why Winston Churchill always loved the Greek Delphic Oracle telling him in his mind’s eye, the same ‘Hrismos’ (Prophecy) that was given to his idol Alexander the Great by the willy priestess Pythia: “You are invincible, my son.”
And it was maybe the oracle leading him, because Winston Churchill also liked to retell the prophetic advice given to the Ancient Greek Leaders, but also to Kings, and Emperors, and even the Roman Statesman and Quaestor Marcus Tullius Cicero known to us today as ‘Cicero’ who was given the defining Churchillian definition, by the Greek Delphic Oracle during the Roman Empire’s turbulent days of 83 BC. Cicero being a contemporary of Julius Caesar had quite a few enemies of his own… and some powerful friends as well. Tellingly the oracular advice he received when asked about his fate and fame was this:
‘Make your own nature, not the advice of others, your guide in life.’ Cicero followed that advice carefully as he laid the protection of the realm and of the Roman Empire as his undying priority for the Life he chose for himself.
And young Winston Churchill surely took this advice to heart and did the same as he fashioned and directed his own Life after that of the Great Men who had come before him, in this ever spinning wheel of Life and History. And he especially loved and studied the just Cicero.
And therefore throughout his long life — he also on occasion, felt as an even fashioned himself as the Oracle for his nation, for his contemporaries, and for the whole of the British Empire and the government at hand seeking to protect them all from the coming dangers. Much like Cicero, Winston was always found consuming and digesting highly classified intelligence information, and studying maps, and questioning ranking leaders — all the while while ‘reasoning’ the ‘Great Game’ going forward, very much like a good long term Master chess player being able to divine the opponent’s future moves, all the while planning his own tactics in a long held Strategy at least twenty-five moves in advance…
It also helped that as a child he had studied and digested all the great battles of history and then had replayed those same battlefields amongst his tin & lead soldiers and battlefields and seas all located in his splendidly equipped for simulated battle room. But during his Life hardly anyone believed that Winston was any kind of Oracle for having studied the Delphic Oracle’s divination powers and for having engaged in the Art of War for so much — for him, yet so little for others — of his young life.
And he was never shy about dispatching his advice towards all centers of power so much so that all his contemporaries theorized in advance of what angle Winston would take on a subject and at times even wagered folding money on his imminent tacks and attacks. Much humour ensued from these prognostications about the ‘Bete Noir’ of British politics. The man many secretly referred to as the ‘Black Swan’ because of his pernicious and at times alarming prophecies. In his defence, Winston believed it better to be alarmed ahead of a catastrophe and thus avert it — rather than being taken by surprise and fall in a fit of panic as a nation. An ounce of prevention … etc.
Yet for the purposes of this book and for the edification of the reader as well as for the education of the student of the Art of Power & Leadership these following learnings are necessary in order to exercise the Art of power and leadership, and therefore we will continue to read the same ‘Hrismos’ (prophecies) the Oracle offered to the leaders of the world during the time of it’s existence, as Winston Churchill had studied and memorised during his formative years.

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Circa 339 BC
In 339 BC, Philip interfered once again against the Amphictyonic alliance when the Krissians trespassed on Apollo’s sacred grounds. Philip punished the Krissians, and consequently in 338 BC. defeated the combined armies of the Athenians and the Spartans, thus becoming the dominant force in Greek affairs. Eventually, at the Battle of Chaeronea he was successful against the Athenians and Thebans but he was assassinated before he could lead the invasion of Persia.

Circa 336 BC
In 336 BC, Alexander the Great visited the Delphic Oracle wishing to hear a prophecy that he would soon conquer the entire ancient world. To his surprise the Oracle refused a direct comment and asked him to come later. Furious, Alexander dragged Pythia by the hair out of the chamber until she screamed: “You are invincible, my son!” [Greek:‘ἀνίκητος εἶ ὦ παῖ.]
The moment he heard these words he dropped her, saying, “Now I have my answer”.
Circa 300 BC
In 300 BC, Diogenes Laertius recorded that when Zeno of Citium “consulted the Delphic Oracle, as to what he ought to do to live in the most excellent manner, the God answered him that he ought to become of the same complexion as the dead, on which he inferred that he ought to apply himself to the reading of the books of the ancients. Accordingly, he attached himself to Crates of Thebes…
Circa 279 BC Roman Period
In 279 BC, when plundered by a Celtic invasion, the Oracle declared: ‘Care for these things falls on me!’
The Celts were met by earthquakes, avalanches, and a massive snow storm, forcing them to retreat. But the Romans were a different matter. In 191 BC, the sanctuary of Delphi fell into the Roman sphere of influence, and the oracle generally supported the rise of Rome henceforth.
Circa 83 BC
In 83 BC, Delphi was razed by an attack from the Thracian tribe of Maedi who extinguished the sacred fire which had been burning uninterrupted for centuries. At the time of Pompey the Great, Cicero, Pompey’s ally, consulted the Oracle as to how he should find greatest fame and was told: ‘Make your own nature, not the advice of others, your guide in life.’
Pompey was subsequently defeated by Julius Caesar. Yet Cicero remained relevant and victorious because he had cultivated his oratory and his leadership skills in the courts in preserving Rome from the Catilinarian conspiracy, earning undying fame.
Circa 67 AD
In 67 AD, Emperor Nero, who was just 30 years old and had killed his own mother in 59 AD, when visiting the Oracle was told: ‘Your presence here outrages the god you seek. Go back, matricide! The number 73 marks the hour of your downfall!’
He was angered and had the Pythia burned alive. Nero thought he would have a long reign and die off at 73. Instead his reign came to a short end after a revolt by Galba who was 73 years of age at the time.
Circa 117 AD
In 117 AD the Emperor Hadrian visited Delphi before he reached the throne. After drinking of the Kassotis, his destiny as Emperor was proclaimed. When he had acceded to the throne, he ordered it blocked up so no one else could get the same idea in the same way.
Circa 362 AD
Hagiography has it that in 362, on behalf of his emperor Julian the Apostate, Oribasius visited the Delphic oracle, now in a rather desolate state, offering his emperor’s services to the temple and, in return, receiving one of the last prophecies by the Delphic Pythia: ‘Tell the emperor that my hall has fallen to the ground. Phoibos no longer has his house, nor his mantic bay, nor his prophetic spring; the water has dried up.’
Several ancient and modern era historians doubt the authenticity of this last ‘Hrismos” supposedly coming from the Delphic Oracle, because they characterized it as a “Christian Oracle, devised to show that the Delphic Apollo foresaw the mission of Christ and the end of all Oracles.”
All in all the Oracle of Delphi had an Incredible influence on the Leaders of Ancient Greece and its Peoples, and on all those who sought their Prescient Advice and their Prophetic Counsel for well over a Thousand years….

Nice work if you can get it…

And sadly most of you cannot access the intelligence output of CIA, anymore than the Senate reports of the NSA, or of Naval Intelligence, or seeing the briefings that the President of the United States gets. Because today’s CIA’s output is exclusively designed for one Consumer: the President of the United States, and the Security and Safety apparatus of the US government. And the same holds true for the National Agencies all around the world. They work for their Leaders and their government’s security services and nobody else…

Now there are a lot of other advisors out there, but either they are not that intelligent, or they don’t have the reach nor the scale of the modern or the ancient Oracles. And clearly not that of the CIA today, the NSA, or the NIA, or any service of any other decently strong and truly intelligent, Intelligence Agency operating out there.

Of course there are privateers and pirates in that business too, and far too many advisors who are trying to make a buck through reading the tea leaves, and hoping to discern the trends and the answers to their questions. Even old “has-beens” like Henry Kissinger who runs an advisory service like that; and people pay him big bucks to analyze situations, propose Strategies, and forecast outcomes, based on his personal intelligence alone.
As a solo prognosticator, of course he has to rely on some of the schmoozing with the high and mighty ones, and he does this exceedingly well over “Supper & Symposia”where he invariably gets to be in order to listen to nice conversations, to ask questions, and to innocuously push for ideas, lobby for corporations and countries, and lobby for people & special interests all the while gathering useful “intelligence.” It’s a nice job if you don’t get bored by this Lifestyle but on the upside old Henry gets to go to all the nice dinners too. But I assure you from personal experience having seen him and having had intelligent discourse with the man — he is neither naked, nor a virgin, and mostly not stoned in these luminous gatherings. Drunk maybe, but still ambulatory and intelligent enough to remember and record all his important notes in pencil scribbled hastily inside his little black book that he always carries around…

And the only smoke that might be generated would come from a phat Cuban cigar that occasionally crosses his lips and releases a giant puff of white smoke cloud. Indeed the young virgin “Pythia” being the Oracle of Delphi, had her smoky divinations too, but that was in order to be able to deliver her “Hrismos” through an inspired trance, but she also had quite a few other tools of intelligence at her disposal. The Delphic Oracle and the League of Delphi, much like the Delian League, the Athenian League, the Pax Romana, the British Empire, and the League of Nations that all succeeded each other after it, have in some form maintained some of the Delphic aspects of convening the “mighty & powerful” and after some long discussions and sessions of “parlay” they led to some spectacular spurts of Historical Human Progress. It is in the very nature of these institutions that they were created in order to be utilized in this manner and thus they have also always acted as a ‘dampener of passions’ and the “cooling of heated as the “oil in the stormy sea,” against anarchy, widespread conflict and discord that brings misery to the people. The essence of the Oracles is that they equalized the information flow and exchange so that there is a balance and no conflict ends up being one sided. Indeed they always tried to soothe the passions of the Leader in order to avoid war, and conflict, and in that capacity acted, very much like today’s NATO, or CIA, the NSA, and the United Nations, all rolled into one.

The Oracle always acted and advised for the people’s mutual benefit of reducing friction and maintaining the Peace. Because above all else this was their ultimate purpose: To provide Safety & Security for the people and for their Cities, their States, or their Nations — as the times required. Yet in order to accomplish what the Oracle needed to perform, vast numbers of human assets and knowledge were required. And that took capital that was in turn provided by the “Questors” in order to “assist” the God’s divinations. And indeed this treasure was used well, along with a wide range of information gathering & analysis human networks, and other tools, that were made up of strictly neural knowledge seekers, latticed throughout a system of deeply informed acolytes, and analytical wisdom seeking zealots of the God Apollo, and their friends – spread widely and wisely, throughout the farthest reaches of the ancient world. In short they were something very much like what the Churchill Society of today aspires to be.

Yet besides royal gifts of gold and silver along with promises of truce when the Delphic Alliance demanded of it – the powerful visitors had to spend time at this amazing mountain valley Sanctuary of the God Apollo. A place that was considered to be the center of the Earth. And it was here in Delphi that the royal Visitor deposited their gifts and themselves for a fortnight in order to first get to know themselves and then to think deeply the proper questions they needed to ask, before they received the powerful Divine Command that guided them which way to Go Forth…

That is why the mosaic “Know Thyself Was at the Entry Hall of the Royal Rooms reserved for the Royal Seekers of Wisdom:

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This above is ancient Greek for “Know Thyself”

The Delphic oracle – the beautiful nymph — provided basically the same function towards the Leaders of the Day, as today’s Prognostication Services, and the Not so Secret Agencies, whose acronyms we all know well enough.

–Christine Keeler could be an Oracle of today, or at least of the Cold War era, as she did back in the early 1960’s for the Russians…

And maybe that is where the Oracle of Delphi resides today, dispersed around the world; In Langley Virginia, in Vauxhall Cross London, in Kremlin’s Lubyanka Square, in Beijing’s forbidden city, and in zillion other less esteemed places in between.

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So if you are the President of the United States, or the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom, or the Master of the Kremlin, or even the Premiere of China, or a potentate of another lesser known place, and you cannot travel back in time to visit Delphi and ask the Oracle the beautiful “Pythia” about What To Do? – you still have to ask the RIGHT QUESTION first and foremost, of your Intelligence services if you are hoping to get the right answer or at least one that will serve some useful purpose at all.

Because today’s “Prognosticators” they are rather smart and have amazing tools at their behest and they are surely able to tell the Hegemon and the Rulers of Today, exactly what to do… But the quality of the question You might ask, will determine the quality of the answer you will receive. So if you ask boring and stupid questions like the ones that most ordinary people ask — you’ll get faulty answers that are of no use to you or anyone in Power.

Yet most of the Leaders today unaided by their own real intelligence residing between the ears of those elusive ‘smart humans’ tend to always ask the trite questions such as this: “When is the next war coming?”

And then, we would have to tell you this: Maybe in 3 years, or maybe in 5 years, or in 15 years, or maybe in 25 years, or just in 6 months, or in 3 days, and the answers they are getting will all be true, based on variable supportive data & evidence — and we would all be absolutely correct, in all of these various instances.

Indeed all of the Intelligence Services would be correct in whatever answers they give us, because they always are…

Right?

And they would be correct since they always hedge their bets and try to speak like learned lawyers because they don’t want to be proven wrong, even after a quarter of a century. Do you remember the WMDs of the War on Iraq?

Or the fault of making any use of the advanced knowledge about the attack of 9-11, and all the other manifest failures of today’s prognosticators, and of the most expensive Intelligence Service Apparatus the world has ever known. Or is just the failure of the leaders trying to shift the blame onto someone else?

To protect the stupid leader, the intelligence apparatus becomes the “Fall Guy” that is squarely made to fail.

And sometimes that’s their only job, and their maximum usefulness.

Because today’s Oracles are the Intelligence services who are fast becoming the scapegoats for when our policies fail, and for when our Military tactics meet with setbacks or when our Strategy falters. But surely they are not the ones to blame and humiliate publicly, when your treasured Strategy falls flatter than old parchment paper, or a slice of pizza and a glass of Coke left out overnight. And that’s the built-in institutional malaise of today’s prognosticators, the Intelligence Services and their Masters.

Wouldn’t it be better to ask the Right Question of the Oracle to begin with in the first instance?
Ask questions such as this one, the Athenians ought to have asked before the Peloponnesian War commenced?
Because in my mind this Question should have been what Pericles of Athens ought to have asked the Delphic Oracle: “How are we going to be able to avoid War and find a path to common Peace and Prosperity with Sparta and her allies?”
As always the Quality of your Questions today, will determine the quality of your answers. And in here the value of your inputs, will determine the value of your outputs. The quality of the ingredients you put in the dish, will determine both the success of your recipe as well as the taste of your food…

Ultimately, the proof is always in the pudding.

Even if it takes a young nubile priestess to help you reflect on that amazing reality…

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A snapshot of reality is what the best of Leaders ought to strive for, and that is being achieved easily here and at the Churchill Society.

But who is the person today that can effortlessly smell the wind and call the rain?

….

Nobody.

….

To be continued…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 7, 2017

What Would Churchill Do? (Chapter 3)

Today there are more than 500 historically recorded Delphic Oracular statements which have survived the scourge of time, and the loss of oral traditions, and have come down to us from various historical and anecdotal sources — and they are all referring to the Oracle’s vast prophetic wisdom and it’s power to precipitate events that it decreed. Many of these Oracular statements, are apocryphal and anecdotal, and thus they have survived as proverbs and axioms for Life to this day. Several others are ambiguously phrased, and have survived as riddles — apparently given to ‘Questors’ in order to show the Oracle in a good light; regardless of the specific outcome of the ‘Quest’ and the associated course of Action undertaken by the Leader.
Such Oracular Prophecies were admired for their dexterity of phrasing and unorthodox syntax and grammar — but they are admired to this day as turns of phrase and Winston Churchill studied all of these, and learned from them to deliver his own famous turns of phrase and ‘double entendres.’

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Many times young Winston Churchill called himself “The Oracle” because he was able to see things and events that other men — mere mortals — could not have foreseen through their own mental capacities unaided by Winston’s glorious intellect and intuitive resourceful mind. Winston Churchill always loved the Oracle’s best known riddles such as the one that led the young prince to war, and back… or not; through a famous prediction that was built into the ‘double entendre.’

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This famous prediction was the answer to this hitherto unknown prince, whose Guardian was inquiring as to whether it would be safe for him to join a military campaign? The answer was: “Go, return not die in war” which can have two entirely opposite meanings, depending on where a missing comma is supposed to be – before or after the word “not.” Nevertheless, the Oracle seems consistent in its long practice, to have generally advocated peaceful, and not violent courses of conduct for the Leaders who were asking for its divination, about their course of Action.

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The following list presents some of the most prominent and historically significant prophecies of the Delphic Oracle, from the earlier historical period to the time the Christians destroyed it in a fit of Religious Exuberance.

The early period of the Oracle of Delphi, is measured in a Thousand years timeline, even before the time of Lycurgus the lawgiver.

Circa after 800 BC
Time of Lycurgus 800 – 730 BC
Some early oracular statements from Delphi may have been delivered to Lycurgus, the legendary Spartan lawgiver (8th century BC). According to the report by Herodotus (Histories), Lycurgus visited and consulted the oracle before he applied his new laws to Sparta. Lycurgus, a man of great reputation among the Spartans, went to the oracle at Delphi. As soon as he entered the hall, the priestess said in hexameter: ‘You have come to my rich temple, Lycurgus,/ A man dear to Zeus and to all who have Olympian homes./ I am in doubt whether to pronounce you man or god,/ But I think rather you are a god, Lycurgus.’

Some say that the Pythia also declared to him the constitution that now exists at Sparta, but the Lacedaemonians themselves say that Lycurgus brought it from Crete when he was guardian of his nephew Leobetes, the Spartan king.
Lycurgus built a constitution for the Spartans that combined features of a republican monarchy with two annually elected kings, a free population that owned equal shares of land, all applied through the elements of an electoral democracy.
Both Xenophon and Plutarch also attribute to Lycurgus the introduction of a very cumbersome coinage made from iron (in order to prevent attachment to wealth). In the account of Plutarch and Diodorus, this was also based on an oracular statement: ‘Love of money and nothing else will ruin Sparta.’
The supposed oracular statement in retrospect was interpreted as being fulfilled as the gold and silver Spartan soldiers sent home after the Peloponnesian War were to prove to be Sparta’s undoing, according to Plutarch.

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Circa 630 BC
In 630 BC, the king of the island of Thera went to Delphi to offer a gift on behalf of his native city, and was told by the oracle: ‘He should found a city in Libya.’
Because the King did not know where Libya was, he did nothing. Later it did not rain on Thera for a considerable period, and to find out what could be done, the Therans again approached the Oracle. The Pythia had this to say: ‘If they … would make a settlement at Cyrene in Libya, things would go better with them.’
To relieve the pressure from the drought, and following the advice of the Oracle of Delphi, the Therans sought advice from the Cretans as to where Libya was, and a colony of Thera was established at Platea. But bad luck still followed them for another two years, so they visited the oracle a third time.
The Pythia said: ‘Know you better than I, fair Libya abounding in fleeces? Better the stranger than he who has trod it? Oh! Clever Therans!’
The Therans sought advice from the local Libyans who gave them a new site, and the colony prospered.

Circa 595 BC
In 595 BC, the affairs of the Oracle were felt too important to be left to the Delphians alone, and the sanctity of the site came to be protected by the Amphictyonic League, a league of 12 cities in existence since 1100 BC. The league had been named after Amphictyon of Thermopylae, brother of ‘Ellen’ the first Greek (non-Pelasgian) King of Athens. In that year, nearby Kirra levied a toll on pilgrims, which ushered in the First Sacred War. After 5 years of struggle, the Oracle decreed that the site of Kirra be left fallow, sacred to Apollo. This ushered in a period of great prosperity.

Circa 594 BC
In 594 BC, Solon, the Athenian lawgiver, seeking to capture the island of Salamis from Megara and Cirrha was told by the Delphic Oracle:
‘First sacrifice to the warriors who once had their home in this island;
Whom now the rolling plain of fair Asopia covers;
Laid in the tombs of heroes with their faces turned to the sunset.’
Solon did this, and taking as volunteers 500 young Athenians whose ancestors came from Salamis, was successful in capturing the island that was to prove so important in later Athenian history. Solon never ceased to support and give credit to the Oracle for its support in declaring the island was originally Ionian.
In framing his famous constitutional reforms for Athens, Solon again sought the advice of the Oracle who told him:‘Seat yourself now amidships, for you are the pilot of Athens. Grasp the helm fast in your hands; you have many allies in your city’.
As a result, Solon refused the opportunity to become a revolutionary tyrant, and created a constitution for which he, and Athens, were justly honoured. Through trial by jury, a graduated tax system and the forgiveness of debts he prevented a growing gap between the “haves” and the “have-nots”. But he refused to accept the confiscations of the property of the rich, so creating an Athenian middle class. He secured an Oath from the Athenian Council of Magistrates that if they violated these laws they would dedicate a gold statue to the Oracle of Delphi of equal weight to themselves.

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Circa 560 BC
In 560 BC, Croesus of Lydia, in a trial of oracles, consulted all the famous oracles as to what he was doing on an appointed day. According to Herodotus, the oracle proclaimed:
‘οἶδα δ’ἐγὼ ψάμμου τ᾽ ἀριθμὸν καὶ μέτρα θαλάσσης, καὶ κωφοῦ συνίημι, καὶ οὐ φωνεῦντος ἀκούω. ὀδμή μ᾽ ἐς φρένας ἦλθε κραταιρίνοιο χελώνης ἑψομένης ἐν χαλκῷ ἅμ᾽ ἀρνείοισι κρέεσσιν, ᾗ χαλκὸς μὲν ὑπέστρωται, χαλκὸν δ᾽ ἐπιέσται.’ Translation: I count the grains of sand on the beach and measure the sea; I understand the speech of the dumb and hear the voiceless. The smell has come to my sense of a hard shelled tortoise boiling and bubbling with a lamb’s flesh in a bronze pot: the cauldron underneath it is of bronze, and bronze is the lid.
Delphi was declared the winner. Croesus then asked if he should make war on the Persians and if he should take to himself any allied force. The oracles to whom he sent this question included those at Delphi and Thebes. Both oracles gave the same response, that if Croesus made war on the Persians, he would destroy a mighty empire. They further advised him to seek out the most powerful Greek peoples and make alliance with them.

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Croesus paid a high fee to the Delphians and then sent to the oracle asking “Would his monarchy last long?” The Pythia answered: ‘ἀλλ᾽ ὅταν ἡμίονος βασιλεὺς Μήδοισι γένηται, καὶ τότε, Λυδὲ ποδαβρέ, πολυψήφιδα παρ᾽ Ἕρμον φεύγειν μηδὲ μένειν μηδ᾽ αἰδεῖσθαι κακὸς εἶναι.’ Translation: Whenever a mule shall become sovereign king of the Medians, then, Lydian Delicate-Foot, flee by the stone-strewn Hermus, flee, and think not to stand fast, nor shame to be chicken-hearted.
Croesus thought it impossible that a mule should be king of the Medes and thus believed that he and his issue would never be out of power. He thus decided to make common cause with certain Greek city states and attack Persia.
However, it was he, not the Persians, who was defeated, fulfilling the prophecy but not his interpretation of it. He apparently forgot that Cyrus, the victor, was half Mede (by his mother), half Persian (by his father) and therefore could be considered a mule.
In Bacchylides’ ode, composed for King Hiero of Syracuse, who won the chariot race at Olympia in 468, Croesus with his wife and family mounted the funeral pyre, but before the flames could envelop the king, he was snatched up by Apollo and spirited away to the Hyperboreans. Herodotus’ version includes Apollo in more “realistic” mode: Cyrus, repenting of the immolation of Croesus, could not put out the flames until Apollo intervened.
Circa 550 BC
In 550 BC, In his biography of Pythagoras in his Lives and Opinions of Eminent Philosophers, Diogenes Laërtius (3rd century AD) cites the statement of Aristoxenus (4th century BC) that Themistoclea taught Pythagoras his moral doctrines: ‘Aristoxenus says that Pythagoras got most of his moral doctrines from the Delphic priestess Themistoclea.’
Porphyry (233-305 AD) calls her Aristoclea (Aristokleia), although there is little doubt that he is referring to the same person. Porphyry repeats the claim that she was the teacher of Pythagoras: ‘He (Pythagoras) taught much else, which he claimed to have learned from Aristoclea at Delphi.’
Circa 525 BC
In 525 BC, Herodotus states that during the time of the founding of the Siphnian Treasury, the Siphnians were told: “… When the Prytanies’ seat shines white in the island of Siphnos, White-browed all the forum – need then of a true seer’s wisdom – Danger will threat from a wooden boat, and a herald in scarlet …
Classical Period
Circa 480 BC
In 480 BC, when Xerxes, the son of Darius the Great of Persia, returned to finish the job of conquering the Greeks in which his father had failed, the Athenians consulted the oracle. They were told: ‘Now your statues are standing and pouring sweat. They shiver with dread. The black blood drips from the highest rooftops. They have seen the necessity of evil. Get out, get out of my sanctum and drown your spirits in woe.’
It was unambiguous. When persuaded to seek advice a second time, the oracle gave a way for the Athenians to escape their doom. When Athena approached her father to help her city, Zeus responded that he would grant that ‘a wall of wood alone shall be uncaptured, a boon to you and your children.’
The Delphi Oracle again advised the Athenians to flee: ‘Await not in quiet the coming of the horses, the marching feet, the armed host upon the land. Slip away. Turn your back. You will meet in battle anyway. O holy Salamis, you will be the death of many a woman’s son between the seedtime and the harvest of the grain.’
Meanwhile, the Spartans also consulted the Oracle at Delphi and were told: ‘The strength of bulls or lions cannot stop the foe. No, he will not leave off, I say, until he tears the city or the king limb from limb.’

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or in a version according to Herodotus: ‘Hear your fate, O dwellers in Sparta of the wide spaces; Either your famed, great town must be sacked by Perseus’ sons; Or, if that be not, the whole land of Lacedaemon; Shall mourn the death of a king of the house of Heracles; For not the strength of lions or of bulls shall hold him; Strength against strength; for he has the power of Zeus; And will not be checked until one of these two he has consumed.’
The Spartans withdrew in consternation, wondering which fate was worse. The Delphians themselves then asked how Persia could be defeated. The Delphi Oracle replied: ‘Pray to the Winds. They will prove to be mighty allies of Greece.’

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Events overtook the prophecy when the Persian army assaulted Thermopylae, where a Spartan-led coalition popularly called the “300” after the number of Spartans made their last stand and were killed to the last man. The Spartans fought bravely under King Leonidas (The Lion) and resisted the Persian advance at Thermopylae until they were betrayed by treachery; and the Persians had them surrounded, and after a brief siege, attacked their flank and front at the same time while raining down a veritable sheet of rain made up of arrows, against them from up above. Refusing to retreat, the entire Spartan contingent, including their King (as foretold), lost their lives, but in so doing they gave time to the Athenians and the Spartans to prepare for pitched battle and they themselves earned immortal fame for the ages. The killing, the dismemberment, and the impalment of Leonidas head, and its exhibition by the Persians, aroused the anger of all the Greeks who at long last came solidly together to fight the Persian host.

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It was then that the vast Persian armada sailed to nearby Cape Artemisium, where they were met by the waiting Athenian fleet. The Athenian ships fought against great odds, but in three successive battles managed to hold their own, against the numerically far superior enemy.
It was then that a tremendous storm arose at Artemisium, with the most violent winds attacking the ships for three days. The Persians were exposed to the fierce winds and were heavily buffeted. They lost about 20% of their warships, and perhaps the same number of transport vessels, due to the storm. The stormy winds and the huge waves did not harm the Athenian ships, because they were strategically protected by the wind shadow of the nearby landmass, as well by knowing the topography, and the geography of their weather systems. Further, the Athenian expertise at coastal moorage assisted them in keeping their battle formation.

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Back in Athens Themistocles argued that the meaning of the Delphic Oracle’s prophesy that the city of Athens will be protected by a ‘wall of wood’ referred to the Athenian navy, and thus he persuaded the Athenians to pursue their policy of using all their wealth from the Attic silver mines at Laurium to continue building and outfitting their naval battle fleet. When Themistocles chose Salamis as the place of battle on the basis that the Delphic Oracle referred to the nearby island of Salamis as “holy”, he claimed that those slain would be Greece’s enemies, not the Athenians, because if it were otherwise, the Oracle would have said “O cruel Salamis.” Thankfully his stentorian voice carried the day at the assembly, and all of the population of Athens was evacuated to Salamis. As history was writ large that day — the Salamis naval battle took place and in a swift yet decisive action, the Athenian fleet lured the Persians into the narrows, and rammed the heavy and difficult to maneuver Persian ships, sinking the whole lot of them in the narrow straits. That’s how Themistocles  and the Athenian fleet carried the day, and completely destroyed the Persian fleet at the straits of Salamis. Despite the fact that Athens was burned and destroyed by the Persians, her citizens were saved, the Persian threat of invasion ended for good, and the Athenians returned to recoup and rebuild their city, thus ushering a new age.

Themistocles fame, and especially the glory and the authority of the Oracle were never higher.

This is how History captures the Battle of Salamis: The Battle of Salamis was a naval battle between the Greek city-states and Persia, fought in September, 480 BC in the straits between Piraeus and Salamis, a small island in the Saronic Gulf near Athens, Greece. The Athenians had fled to Salamis after the Battle of Thermopylae in August, 480 BC, while the Persians occupied and burned their city. The Greek fleet joined them there in August after the indecisive Battle of Artemisium. The Spartans wanted to return to the Peloponnese, seal off the Isthmus of Corinth with a wall, and prevent the Persians from defeating them on land, but the Athenian commander Themistocles persuaded them to remain at Salamis, arguing that a wall across the Isthmus was pointless as long as the Persian army could be transported and supplied by the Persian navy. His argument depended on a particular interpretation of the oracle at Delphi, which, in typical Delphic ambiguity, prophesized that Salamis would “bring death to women’s sons,” but also that the Greeks would be saved by a “wooden wall”. Themistocles interpreted the wooden wall as the fleet of ships, and argued that Salamis would bring death to the Persians, not the Greeks. Furthermore some Athenians who chose not to flee Athens, interpreted the prophecy literally, barricaded the entrance to the Acropolis with a wooden wall, and fenced themselves in. The wooden wall was overrun, they were all killed, and the Acropolis was burned down by the Persians.

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The Greeks had 371 triremes, and pentekonters (smaller fifty-oared ships), effectively under Themistocles, but nominally led by the Spartan Eurybiades. The Spartans had very few ships to contribute, but they regarded themselves the natural leaders of any joint Greek military expedition, and always insisted that the Spartan general would be given command on such occasions. There were 180 ships from Athens, 40 from Corinth, 30 from Aegina, 20 from Chalcis, 20 from Megara, 16 from Sparta, 15 from Sicyon, 10 from Epidaurus, 7 from Eretria, 7 from Ambracia, 5 from Troizen, 4 from Naxos, 3 from Leucas, 3 from Hermione, 2 from Styra, 2 from Cythnus, 2 from Ceos, 2 from Melos, one from Siphnus, one from Seriphus, and one from Croton.
The much larger Persian fleet consisted of 1207 ships, although their original invasion force consisted of many more ships that had since been lost due to storms in the Aegean Sea and at Artemisium. The Persians, led by Xerxes, decided to meet the Athenian fleet off the coast of Salamis Island, and were so confident of their victory that Xerxes set up a throne on the shore, on the slopes of Mount Aegaleus, to watch the battle in style and record the names of commanders who performed particularly well.
Eurybiades and the Spartans continued to argue with Themistocles about the necessity of fighting at Salamis. They still wanted to fight the battle closer to Corinth, so that they could retreat to the mainland in case of a defeat, or withdraw completely and let the Persians attack them by land. Themistocles argued in favor of fighting at Salamis, as the Persian fleet would be able to continually supply their army no matter how many defensive walls Eurybiades built. At one point during the debate, spirits flared so badly that Eurybiades raised his staff of office and threatened to strike Themistocles with it. Themistocles responded calmly “Strike, but also listen”. His eloquence was matched by his cunning. Afraid that he would be overruled by Eurybiades despite the Spartan’s total lack of naval expertise, Themistocles sent an informer, a slave named Sicinnus, to Xerxes to make the Persian king believe that the Greeks had in fact not been able to agree on a location for battle, and would be stealthily retreating during the night. Xerxes believed Sicinnus and had his fleet blockade the western outlet of the straits, which also served to block any Greek ships who might be planning to escape. Sicinnus was later rewarded with emancipation and Greek citizenship.

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Artemisia, the queen of Halicarnassus in Asia Minor and an ally of Xerxes, supposedly tried to convince him to wait for the Greeks to surrender, as a battle in the straits of Salamis would be deadly to the large Persian ships, but Xerxes and his chief advisor Mardonius pressed for an attack.

Throughout the night the Persian ships searched the gulf for the Greek retreat, while in fact the Greeks remained on their ships, asleep. During the night Aristides, formerly a political opponent of Themistocles, arrived to report that Themistocles’ plan had worked, and he allied with the Athenian commander to strengthen the Greek force.

The battle unfolded as follows: The next morning (possibly September 28, but the exact date is unknown), the Persians were exhausted from searching for the Greeks all night, but they sailed in to the straits anyway to attack the Greek fleet.

The Corinthian ships under Adeimantus immediately retreated, drawing the Persians further into the straits after them; although the Athenians later felt this was due to cowardice, the Corinthians had most likely been instructed to feign a retreat by Themistocles.

Nevertheless none of the other Greek ships dared to attack, until one Greek trireme quickly rammed the lead Persian ship. At this, the rest of the Greeks joined the attack. The Greek ship T-boned the Persian ship which sunk immediately with complete loss of of crew and oarsmen who were tied to their oar station as slaves with chains. That is the pivotal difference between the Persians being vassals to their King,a and the Greeks fighting as free people and volunteer warriors, like all of the Greek oarsmen and the mariners and their men of war.

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And again we see here in Salmis that same as at the battle of Artemisium, the much larger Persian fleet made up of gigantic and almost titanic sized boats, could not manoeuvre in the straits or in the narrows of the gulf of Salamis, whereas the smaller contingent of Athenian and Aeginan triremes flanked the Persian navy and T-boned many of their ships. The Persians tried to turn back, but a strong wind sprang up and trapped them; while those that were able to turn around, were also trapped by the rest of the Persian fleet that had jammed the strait. The Greek and Persian ships rammed each other and something similar to a land battle ensued. Both sides had marines on their ships, but the Greek ships were laden with fully armed hoplites, and their arrows and javelins started flying across the narrow strait. The chief Persian admiral Ariamenes rammed Themistocles’ ship, but in the hand-to-hand combat that followed Ariamenes was killed by a Greek foot soldier.
Only about 100 of the heavier Persian triremes could fit into the gulf at a time, and each successive wave was disabled or destroyed by the lighter Greek triremes. At least 200 Persian ships were sunk, including one by Artemisia, who apparently switched sides in the middle of the battle to avoid being captured and ransomed by the Athenians. Aristides also took another small contingent of ships and recaptured Psyttaleia, a nearby island that the Persians had occupied a few days earlier. It is said that it was the Immortals, the elite Persian Royal Guard, who during the battle had to evacuate to Psyttaleia after their ships sank: they were slaughtered to a man. According to Herodotus, the Persians suffered many more casualties than the Greeks because the Persians did not know how to swim. And indeed, one of the Persian casualties was one of the brothers of Xerxes. Those Persians who survived and ended up on shore were killed by the Greeks who found them there.
Xerxes, sitting ashore upon his golden throne, witnessed the horror.

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He remarked that Artemisia was the only general to show any productive bravery ramming and destroying nine Athenian triremes, saying, “My female general has become a man, and my male generals all become women.”
The victory of the Greeks marked the turning point in the Persian Wars. Xerxes and most of his army retreated to the Hellespont, where Xerxes wanted to march his army back over the bridge of ships he had created before the Greeks arrived to destroy it. Xerxes returned to Persia, leaving Mardonius and a small force to attempt to control the conquered areas of Greece. Mardonius recaptured Athens, but the Greek city-states joined together once more to fight him at the battles of Plataea on the Greek mainland and Mycale upon Ionia on the Asian minor side, both taking place at approximately the same time in 479 BC.

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Because the Battle of Salamis saved Greece from being absorbed into the Persian Empire, it essentially ensured the emergence of Western civilization as a major force in the world. Many historians have therefore ranked the Battle of Salamis as the most decisive military engagement of all time.

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We ought to recall that the earlier Battle of Artemisium showcased the strategic and tactical skills of Themistocles, as the main opponent to Persia’s king, Xerxes. Themistocles, is the Athenian statesman, who when placed in the proper historical context of the Greco-Persian Wars (490-479 BC), was known to have fought during the Battle of Marathon (490 BC) and historians have recorded that he was the strategist behind the Thermopylae-Artemisium defense; two battles that were fought concurrently and which were integral to the success of each other. With the Persian victory at Thermopylae (480 BC), the naval campaign at Artemisium was abandoned, and considered undecided after the Greeks left the area, having heard of the annihilation of Leonidas, with the remaining 300 Spartans, which had been preceded by the withdrawal of the rest of the Greek forces from the ‘Hot Gates’ of Thermopylae.
While Themistocles agitated and spoke brilliantly, and quite often, in the preceding years, to the annoyance of his compatriots, about the need of Athens for a strong Navy, and a Great Fleet to repel the long awaited Persian invasion — he was just as often berated at the Athenian Assembly by the pacifists and the peaceniks as a warmonger.
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For his troubles and for his insistence on a strong navy — Themistocles was removed as the First Admiral of the fleet, and yet later when the threat of the Persian invasion became the reality, and the Persian host started marching into Greece — he given the leadership again, charged to repel the invaders.
Does that remind you of the life of Winston Churchill?
Yet as history played out and validated Themistocles’ point of view, the Athenians came to recognize his genius, and indeed placed him at the helm of their defensive campaign and of their battle plans. And since he was the man responsible over the years for all naval preparations, for the expansion of the fighting fleet of the Athenian navy — which fought winningly at Artemisium — hence, he was never disputed as the Supreme Commander. Yet his fame was not fully secured until such time, that the vessels which survived the naval battle of Artemisium, sailed back to Athens, reconstituted themselves as a fighting fleet, practiced their battle plans daily, and waited in formation in the gulf of Salamis straits across from Eleusis. Soon enough the Persians sailed south, and found the Athenians waiting for them between Salamis and Eleusis. By using his servant as a double spy, Themistocles was able to send a message that convinced the Persian King that the Greeks were going to retreat. The Persian King reacted badly, fearing that he will miss his chance, for an easy victory, ordered his admirals to encircle the Greek fleet in the night and then attack in the morning.
Alas this was the Salamis straight in the Attic sea, and the Greeks knew it like their birthplace, ostensibly having salt water in their veins. Therefore being in their watery element they went on to fight like the God of the sea Poseidon and his warriors. The fact that they had practiced this maneuver many times before at this exact location, in the same way this battle formation was unfolding, while waiting to spring the trap for the Persian fleets, must have surely helped. At daybreak, it all went as planned and the Greek tactics worked well. The Persians simply put everything on the line and attacked with overwhelming force across the sea. Yet as soon as the Athenian battle ships were engaged by the Persian fleet, they contracted luring the Persian deeper in to the narrow straits, and then sprung upon them fighting like a cornered badger, or maybe a porcupine extending it’s needles, in a ramming rod formation. They used their underwater horns, as battering rams that made large holes to the enemy’s hulls. The fact that they managed to sink the battered Persian vessels, one after another, and destroyed  systematically all the Persian ships that had encircled them, and then went after the remaining Persian fleet and that of the Persian allies — speaks volumes of the discipline and preparation they had beforehand. The Athenians fought exceedingly well that day under Themistocles, and this time, they totally destroyed the Persian fleet and that of all the Asiatics. This was less than three weeks after Artemisium, when the historic Battle of Salamis, took place and the Athenians completely routed the Persian fleet and sank almost 90% of her vessels. The carnage was such that Xerxes who was watching from atop Mt Hymetus saw the sea turning to red and cried in despair. Immediately he fled back to his country; to wither from depression, and he got assassinated by the chief of his royal guard and his eunuch, in a bid to replace his failed leadership with that of another more testosterone enhanced or at least optimistic Leader.
Today the battle of Salamis along with that of Marathon, are the only absolutely required primary case studies of Strategy and Tactics, in all the War colleges across the world today. From Westpoint and the War College of the United States, to Sandhurst of the United Kingdom, and all the way to the Russian Military Academy, and the Chinese People’s army — they all study these pivotal battles before anything else — as the best brain software for the education of their leading officer and the incoming class of Leaders of Men.
And even though, Themistocles leadership and his overall Strategy during the simultaneous land and sea battles of Thermopylae and Artemisium, was considered a brilliant yet strategic defeat — it gave the length of time necessary for the Greeks to prepare. And in preparations for the battle of Salamis further proof of his brilliance was that he used subterfuge to lure the enemy to engage in battle when he had chosen the terrain, the weather, the battle formation, and even the time of the engagement.
This of course led to a resounding victory for the Greeks, and that is when the high esteem in which Themistocles was regarded, came to be fully validated. And that is why the Spartans, anointed him as the Supreme Commander of all Greeks the eve of the battle of Salamis.
History has recognized Themistocles’ achievements in repelling the Persian invasion, which ultimately led to the ‘Golden Age of Greece’
This was the man Winston Churchill modeled himself after; when he served as the First Lord of the Admiralty, and he followed some of his strategies to the letter… but his obsession with the battle of Salamis had started years earlier when as a young child had a contoured map of the sea battle built into his bedroom with a real water feature where he would enact the sea battle of Salamis in real water with small sailing craft… And that is why when he was a parliamentarian, always agitated and spoke about the need for the best fleet the world had ever known…

Circa 440 BC
Circa 440 BC the Oracle is also said to have answered that there was no one wiser than Socrates, when it was asked the question of ‘Who is the wisest person amongst men?’ to which Socrates said that either all were equally ignorant, or that he was wiser in that he alone was aware of his own ignorance “what I do not know I do not think I know.” This claim is related to one of the most famous mottos of Delphi, which Socrates said he learned there, Gnothi Seauton (γνῶθι σεαυτόν): “know thyself”. Another famous motto of Delphi is Meden agan (μηδὲν ἄγαν): “nothing in excess” (literally, “nothing excessively”). Socrates was perhaps only about 30 years old at the time, and his ‘fame’ as a philosopher was yet to come…
One version of the claim stated that a friend of Socrates, Chaerephon, went before Pythia asking, “Is there any man alive wiser than Socrates?” The answer that he received was simply, “None.” Another version is: ‘Sophocles is wise, Euripides is wiser, but of all men Socrates is wisest.’

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Circa 431 BC
In 431 BC, At the outbreak of the Peloponnesian War the Spartans send a delegation to Delphi inquire whether it would be wise to go to war against Athens. According to Thucydides, “It is said that the god replied that if they fought with all their might, victory would be theirs, and that he himself would be on their side, whether they invoked him or not.”
Circa 403 BC
In 403 BC, Lysander, the Spartan victor of the Peloponnesian War was warned to beware: ‘Also the dragon (serpent), earthborn, in craftiness coming behind thee.’
He was slain from behind in 395 BC by Neachorus, who had a serpent painted upon his shield.

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Circa 401 BC
In 401 BC, Sparta was warned: ‘Sure though thy feet, proud Sparta, have a care; A lame king’s reign may see thee trip — Beware!; Troubles unlooked for long shall vex thy shore; And rolling Time his tide of carnage pour.’
Agesilaus, the lame king of Sparta, who acceded to the Spartan throne at the time of Lysander, through attacking enemies in every quarter, lost control of the seas to the Persians who attacked Spartan coastal locations. In his obsession with Thebes, he incited the Thebans under Epaminondas to fight back. The Spartans were defeated for the first time by the Thebans in the battle of Leuctra in 371 BC; this led to the invasion of Sparta itself and its defeat at the battle of Mantinea in 362 BC.
In 359 BC, Philip II of Macedon consulted the Oracle and was told: ‘With silver spears you may conquer the world.’
The king then sought to control the silver mines in the neighbouring Thracian and Illyrian kingdom, and using them to bribe his way to early victories, playing one Greek state off against the others, and isolating his enemies by bribes to potential allies.
In 353 BC, a third Sacred War broke out when Thebes had placed a fine upon Phocis, and Phocis, to pay for the war, heavily taxed the people of nearby Delphi and seized the Treasury of Delphi. The Amphictyonic League led by Philip declared war against Phocis. Philip sought to unite all Greece with Macedon in the Amphictyonic League to attack Persia.

In 343 BC, Philip who had a most highly spirited thoroughbred black colt with a big head; a gelding sired from winners of the Olympic Games’ horse races. This was truly a wild horse that no one could take for a ride, and yet it was obviously the most beautiful yet wilful animal. Philip went so far as to ask the Oracle of Delphi ‘How to dispose of this Black Horse?’ and the Oracle answered thus: ‘Whoever could ride this horse — would conquer the World.’

Immediately Philip and all his racing men, and horse jockeys, tried; but despite the many attempts, neither Philip, nor any of his riders, even generals, or officers of the cavalry, could subdue and mount this wild black horse, let alone ride him. Philip gave up on the horse and left it outside the paddock for the wolves to attack and kill at night. Yet his son, Alexander, who at the time was 12 years old, was very observant, tenacious, and persistent, and by seeing the cause of the horse’s angst — he tried a stratagem. Alex turned the horse towards the sun, so he couldn’t see his shadow and thus avoid getting spooked.

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This is how Alexander succeeded to tame and ride this horse easily as he turned the face of the horse towards the sun and kept him there, because he realized that the horse was afraid of his own shadow, and was spooked by it. Alexander was the only person observant and smart enough, to figure this out, and Philip gave this horse now named ‘Bucephalus’ to Alexander, who made this beautiful horse, his constant riding companion and trained daily for battle. Eight long years later, he took this fighting steed, his war horse, on his campaigns against Persia and the whole of Asia, and his subsequent conquest of all the then known World.

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This is how the prophesy was fulfilled, as the Oracle had forecast many years earlier. This is also how Alexander earned for himself the title of ‘Alexander the GREAT’ the forger of Empires, and for his horse ‘Bucephalus’ the title of the best and most spirited fighting horse in history — Invictus.

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Young Winston Churchill who himself was a great lover of horses, and was a great horseman, riding ‘professionally’ as a junior officer and member of the Cavalry of the Queen’s Own Hussars — was  also as one of the best polo players of his time — made his mark for bravery at the battle of Omdurman with his own spirited white Charger flying at full speed against the enemy’s far greater numbers of cavalry who were hidden from view and ambushed Winston and his riding men.

That is the famous Battle of Omdurman where Winston Churchill as a second Lieutenant, fighting fiercely in the brave and numerically uneven conflict — he led the Cavalry Charge that turned upset the battle’s end. Winston indeed turned around the tables during this ambush and completely routed the enemy, in what was destined to be the last Major Cavalry Charge of the British Empire. And it was a winsome campaign at that. Winston Churchill of course fought with the South African Light Horse brigade as a Lieutenant, and also with the Oxfordshire Hussars again as a mounted Lieutenant, yet he also fought in the trenches and just about everywhere else. Yet he always said that ‘He Loved’ the feeling of leading a charge on a horse more than anything else in Life is what he confessed to his friends and subordinates in a rare form of exhibiting his enthusiastic leadership skills and courage during the heat of the Battle.

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Winston always loved Alexander the Great and in some measure made himself a comparison of achievements always feeling slighted by history when recalling that at 20 years of age Alexander set out to conquer the whole world — and sadly in Winston’s time such possibility for advancement did not exist for the ‘secret son’ of an Emperor as he knew himself to be.

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And he was even further piqued always thereafter, because Alexander had succeeded in defeating the greatest Empire of his day, by the age of 23, thus earning himself the title ‘Alexander the Great’ whereas Winston was barely known, let alone being ‘famous’ at that ripe early age in his time.

But that was soon to change…

Because at the age of 23 Winston Churchill himself fought bravely as Lieutenant in the British Army forces at the Mohmand campaign under General Jeffery, scouting and pacifying the Pashtun tribes in today’s Afghanistan. The 23 year old Winston Churchill in 1897, first attempted to travel to volunteer, report on, and fight in the Greco-Turkish War, on the side of the heroic Greeks — like another young Alexander — but this conflict effectively ended before he could see any fighting. His visions of earning Greek glory like that of Lord Byron’s were dashed. Yet just a few weeks later, while preparing for a leave in England, he heard that three brigades of the British Army were going to fight against a Pashtun tribe in the North West Frontier of India, and he asked his superior officer if he could join the fight. He was accepted and was chosen to serve with distinction in the Mohmand campaign of 1897–98, under the command of General Jeffery, the commander of the second brigade operating in Malakand, in the Frontier region of British India. General Jeffery sent Winston out with fifteen other scouts, to explore the Mamund Valley.This was the very place where Alexander had established his farthest Greek City in Asia as seen here in this British Museum video about the archeological treasures found there: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b9mBLNOr8rw
And this place can also be seen here in the upper farthest Eastern corner of what is the topographical map of Alexander the Great’s military campaigns, battlefields, and cities inaugurated during his Life and during his Empire’s expansionary period under his command:

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It was at this valley’s narrow point of the defile that Winston Churchill and the scouts, while on reconnaissance, they fell upon and ‘engaged’ an ‘entrenched’ enemy tribe that was firing at them. In turn they hastily dismounted from their horses and returned fire joining the skirmishers in battle. After an hour of much shooting, they called for reinforcements, and when their reinforcements, the 35th ‘Sikhs’ arrived; the firing gradually ceased, and the scouts, the Sikhs, and the brigade, marched on. However at the narrowing of the valley, many hundreds of tribesmen had lain waiting, and thus effectively ambushed the British force, when suddenly they opened fire, forcing Winston to take cover and his men to retreat. As it became evident that they had been led into the ambush with ill intent, and as they were hastily retreating, while taking tremendous volleys of bullet fire — four men who were carrying the injured Superior Officer of Winston, were forced to leave him behind, because of the fierceness of the fight. Suddenly, the superior ‘brother’ Officer of Winston who was left behind, was attacked as he lay on the floor of the valley unguarded and unarmed and was repeatedly slashed to death, and dismembered and beheaded, before Churchill’s eyes. Afterwards Winston wrote of the killer, “I forgot everything else at this moment except the desire to kill this man.”

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And this he surely did — by dispatching this undisciplined militant and vengeful tribal, who did not offer ‘quarter’ to a fallen and heavily injured man as military convention would dictate. In his turn Winston shot once and dispatched the militant Islamist, sending him back securely to whatever place he came from. He accomplished this in a humane way, with a well aimed bullet to the head, steadying his hand with a certain measure of accurate marksmanship and with the emotional detachment required for true aim; steeling his heart with plenty of modern day compassion, but also saving it with a sure aim and a courageous abandonment of self at the moment — totally untroubled by anger or clouded by fear, uncertainty, or doubt. He simply shot the bastard in the noggin… as Winston would later put it — when he gave his American speaking tour.
Of course, once that was done, he kept on fighting, and choosing targets aiming carefully for maximum effect on the heads; however, his ‘Sikh’ troops’ numbers were being depleted, so the next commanding officer asked the young lieutenant Winston Churchill to get the rest of the men and lead them to find the other brigade that was traveling nearby, alert them, and guide them back to the battle, so that they can join the fight.
However the ever mindful, cool-headed, and rather careful about protocol Winston — in the heat of the battle, and before he left; asked for an official Officer’s order-note commanding him to go away from the fight; so that nobody could even hint at him being derelict, or scared during the fight, or even worse deserting his fellow soldiers. Having an order note — he could never of course be accused by anyone ‘of turning yellow’ when smiling officers would be retelling the story of the battle during drinks at the Officers Club at any later time. The fact that he was thinking of these things in the midst of battle proves his coolness under fire. So he persisted and waited until he received the quickly written and signed Superior Officer order-note, and then collected his own men who were still alive, and swiftly headed uphill to first find, and then alert and summon, the other British brigade, whereupon they would unite and return to engage with the enemy. It was a fierce fight. And indeed they kept fighting in this narrow valley region for two weeks day and night — non stop. At times the firefight was so fierce, that it overheated their long rifles, and this contest of will — dragged on for a full two weeks before they beat back the militant Pathans far enough, so they could enter the ‘narrows’ in order to retrieve the bodies of their fallen comrades, that could still be found and recovered…

Winston Churchill then wrote in his journal: ‘Whether it was worth it — I cannot tell.’

However during the lull after the battle, at the end of the Mohmand campaign, he found the time to collect all his memories into notes, collate those into articles, and turn them over to a publisher. This he did so that he can pull together a book, because he wrote these articles for the newspapers ‘The Pioneer’ and ‘The Daily Telegraph’ and they were well received. After that he reckoned to recycle the articles into one long form. That’s how he came to write his first book — hoping to find his “voice” and a following of readers for himself. To accomplish this Winston Churchill drew on all of his vivid experiences and used his mighty pen, but the book rests upon the strength of the stories, and the expectation from the articles that he had earlier used for publication. These stark — just the facts — articles, he enhanced with detail contour and color. Book writing is different than journalism and you have much more space to expand. Brevity is not needed, nor the power of immediacy. Indeed, in order to pull together all of the memories, the notes, and the prevailing ‘mood’ of the story — one has to avoid writing in the journalistic style, but best focus in writing as an authoritative author. This is long form style writing, and to accomplish this Winnie, had to use all of his experiences as well as those of his fellow soldiers. Because the necessary original material is the resource, and the people’s stories constitute the ingredients, used in order to write his first book titled aptly: ‘The Story of the Malakand Field Force.’ This book was published the following year 1898 — a mere 7 months after the battle-weary brigade ended their campaign in the Northwest of India, in what is considered today’s Afghanistan.

Guided by the historical accounts of Alexander the Great and his campaigns when conquering the Parthian empire — Winston Churchill sought to write an equally epic story and he succeeded.

To be continued…

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 5, 2017

What Would Churchill Do? (Chapter 2)

If you want to be a Leader — you’ve got to start going about it in a good way same as young Churchill did when he opted to go for the military academy at Sandhurst instead of regular college. In there, HE STARTED READING VORACIOUSLY, AND WRITING FEROCIOUSLY, and he kept at it, for the rest of his life. Indeed it was a smart way to start his true education. Choosing to be a life long student, of Leadership and Statesmanship works well only if you are quite discerning about the type & quality of books you study, and therefore about the kind of software that you allow to enter into your brain.

And you can boost the furtherance of your education through the immediate practice of the knowledge you gain, and through the sharing of it via it’s application, usage, and teaching. And perhaps the teaching of this new knowledge as instruction to colleagues and disciples — might very well offer the utmost effectiveness for your edification. Sharing what you learn is also the best way to advance your education of Statesmanship, while being useful to society too. Therefore, it might be helpful, to get some disciples as well.

Yet for now, methinks, you surely must be on the right path, because after all, you are reading this book now, and that’s great for your education and your edification too. It also proves you are quite a discerning and a beautiful mind. Not bad my young grasshopper. Not bad…

And now you can start your path towards learning about leadership, about the exercise of Power, and about Statesmanship by sharing the “teachings’ found in this book with your friends, and colleagues, or with your various disciples and acolytes, in a real place where you can focus your mind to the end result: LEARNING. 

Learning how the best of the best have acted, in the field of honor. Business is great and all, but it really doesn’t compare to the ancient Art of Leadership as expressed in the battlefield where your very life is at stake.

Think about that for a moment…

So start studying those who are brave enough to lead under fire, and then come back to tell me, why you think that being Program Manager, or a VP, or a CEO etc, is big hairy deal, and that somehow makes you a Leader of Men. Start thinking about that. Better yet, start acting like a leader by observing and studying the Great Men, and through their experiences commence learning the ropes of Statecraft.

Or like young Winston you could start by fighting on all five continents and begin collecting medals, experiences from past campaigns, and frontal attack bullet wounds, to prove the point. Or if you choose this profession during peace time, study people like Winston hard, and start your own Oracular services, by getting direct intelligence outside of the Mass Media sources. If you can do that — perhaps its time to gather a circle of trusted friends, globewise. Do this and engage them all in private information gathering ‘exchanges’ that will enhance the width, the depth, and the quality of knowledge about world affairs you receive. That process will make you a person of note, vision, and foresight. Then and only then — those that seek out Leaders in Society, might take notice of you and invite you to play a far bigger game than what you presently do. 

At any rate if you learn to be a real Leader — being a leader of men will come to be far easier next time you have to face that unruly Board of Directors, or your Executive Mangers, or the Eunuchs in your Office. Because if you want to get them to fall inline with your vision, you must have a persuasive argument to communicate and a sharp sword to back it up..

Either that, or start bringing the long rifle to the office, and see how quickly things start smoothing out.

So by now you must be wondering, where do you sign up? Where should you send your money? Or what your next moves should be?  

Methinks, better yet you start thinking — what would Winston do?

Maybe the next step would be to read this book in it’s entirety, and then transpose yourself in Winston’s shoes and start thinking about things from his unique and imaginative vantage point. Do this as a mental acuity exercise, and if you see room for improvement in this world — then go out and do the best you can. Apply your skills, and invest your wealth in doing good for the world — because God knows we need help, as we are hurling down to helming in a hand basket collectively as a species. Indeed right about now — we need intelligent do gooders, and Good People doing Great Things. We’ve got lots of things undone and we are always a hair’s breath from blowing up, all of us to smithereens. Between the communist nuclear menace and the militant Islamic dirty nuclear terrorist bombs, we are treading on thin ice always, but especially now. Your help couldn’t come at a better time.

We need you just because the human family has got some serious work to do. But above all else we need you because you seem to me to be beautiful, smart and effective, as a Leader. So join the Churchill Society; and start blossoming. Join the Churchill Society and if you can’t find it, or you don’t have it nearby — just inaugurate a chapter in your own city, and I’ll help you do the right things.

Do this now, because at this moment of time, and at this time in History, we are actually in need of people powerful enough to be practicing the Churchillian Art of Leadership. And we have to contend with the Exercise of Power too. And for that we need cojones. Cojones bearing individuals who can be leading truly and openly; fully unashamed, and unbound from convention, from convenience, and from political circumstance. We seek FREE PEOPLE. People that feel boundless, and unrestrained from the shackles of today’s PC culture and its brethren, the identity politics of the passive aggressive liberal left. We want you strong and virulent because we further look for those folks that don’t care about being objectified by the self haters. So if you are a person of self respect who happens to dislike the garden variety of fake news, offered up from the hate driven agenda of establishment mass media and their corrupt oligarchy — just holler. But I must warn you — if you are to come our way, you must not be part of the vast sorority of stoner-losers, eunuchs, snowflakes, & buttercups, or banker-wankers, and mass media whores — all together practicing the sublime art of stupidity and eternal judgement of all others but themselves. Indeed we’d like to invite you all, and compassionately sacrifice  the lot to the Gods of Olympus, but sadly at this point in time the practice of this particularly strong form of Leadership is limited to the very few.

Those of you who still believe the mass media, and who choose to live lives of quiet desperation, while engaging as peons in this most virulent form of corruption that has robbed the Western World of it’s Testosterone and it’s muscle — let this become the rallying cry of any and all crybabies this society has got to tolerate. We will carry you all along, but in this Noah’s Ark, we simply have not got the room to accommodate all of you…

 

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So let the haters eat their heart out, and practice their peculiar art of self induced sarcofagia. As for us, we’ve clearly got bigger fish to fry. Indeed this is a distinct sickness that is different form the natural evolvement of age that in medicine is called ‘Sarcopenia’ because in our case today this self-hate is fast becoming an acute case of ‘Sarcophagia.’ And that is a fate far worse than the former one, where gradual loss of muscle mass, due to the aging process of our culture and civilization… renders our civilization gradually weaker. The self induced sarcofagia instead renders our Civilization weak, gay, gender neutral, and eventually fully impotent.

And that is why we need now to rejuvenate all of our institutions, our organizations, and especially our governments, with a healthy dose of testosterone. Testosterone now, should be your rallying cry — just in order to be man enough to defend our Republic from the constant waves of attack from the haters, the terrorists, the losers and their ilk, the liberal left made up of socialist pvssies, their NAZI collaborators, the LGBT militant Islamic Jihadists, and all confused Kaitlin Jenner transexual communists out there. 😉

Let’s get on with it.

No delaying anymore lest we discover that the Barbarians are already inside the Gates of the New Rome… and are eating it’s inhabitants alive, starting from their soft brains. 

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Back in the days when Gods still lived atop Mt Olympus and the merciful Apollo delivered his Oracles in Delphi wanting to help people live harmoniously, and safe from death and destruction, so they can engage in games of “Truth & Beauty,” poems & peans, archery and music contests, and athletic competitions, indeed everything good except not war — it was his priestess the Pythia that was tasked with delivering his “Godly Advise” and keeping people from jumping at each other’s throats…

Apollo, was the Olympian god of prophecy and oracles, music, song and poetry, archery, healing, plague and disease, and the protection of the young, but he was particularly useful as the protector of the writer, the poet, the news bearer, and of the visionary Leader endowed with the gifts of vision and foresight. Clearly a good god that would make a perfect fit for Winston with his attributes, such as the wreath and branch of laurel, the bow and the quiver of arrows, the raven, and the lyre, and above all else the prophetic message, the sage advise that saves lives and offers safety to human beings.

Indeed the Oracle of Delphi personified the simple yet pithy, aphorism: “Truth is Beauty and Beauty is Truth.” Together, these two constitute “Power”. Apollo always shared that gem with the humans as he encountered and engaged them through music, art and news giving. And he completed the riddle with this gem of wisdom: “Power is Divine, yet ordained by Men.”

But Winston Churchill was not ever likely to be confused with Apollo and far less likely to mistaken for a scantily dressed & surely stoned, virgin. Especially a virgin, strangely perched on a three legged perch, while revealing her charms to all comers, and delivering double entendres and pithy anecdotes… Churchill was a cynical iconoclast. He was a modernist, an innovator and a modernizer. He hated small talk, and in short he was pretty much the opposite of the “old” paradigm, and he always vouched for “change” and fought for the advancement of Peoples, and fervent Progress for the Cause of Humanity. Those pithy aphorisms of his, bested those of Pythia by far, and were certainly better targeted, far better lobbed, and always landed with a thud, causing maximum damage through his merciless humour, always honest, and never to be misunderstood.

Still he liked to think that he always spoke softly, softly.

But the message contained within was more like a naval artillery shell coming off those 18 inch Royal Navy’s long range guns, from the first world war.

To put it into context, when these guns fire; it just sounds like a hand grenade going off… next to you.

That is why ‘Pythia’ the deliverer of the pithy Prophecies, perched on a three legged stool amidst dream inducing clouds of smoke, in the middle of the Temple of the heavenly Oracular abode dedicated to the God Apollo at Delphi — was always a really beautiful young virgin. Indeed she was a bit like a ditchy blonde — clueless and not very deep young woman with a kind of beauty reminiscent of the ideas of beauty of her day.  

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A young and open minded if not ‘open legged’ blonde and dedicated priestess of Apollo, that in her scantily covered bod, had nothing to ‘hide’ from the “Seeker” who came bearing Royal gifts in order to receive actionable Intelligence, Leadership guidance, and decision making counsel, on the biggest issues of the day. In short Pythia was the ‘vessel’ of the prophesy, but not the bearer…

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The God Apollo was the ‘fount’ of Foresight, Vision, & Divination, and that is why the weary traveler seeking wisdom; would first stop and wash their eyes and face and then drink water from the sacred spring dedicated to the God Apollo. And once these ablutions take place — then one can truly start SEEING again.

Or at least that is what the ancients used to believe…

So when you travel back to Delphi today, you must see the flowing spring and perhaps have a go at following that method of cleansing one’s eyes, and thus unfettering the special vision — through the grace of Apollo the Omniscient.

Winston at least that’s what he dd. Yet just for good measure he jumped in the ancient spring and took a full bath, and even made himself a submarine by sinking his head underneath the Holly waters… and holding his breath until he turned red in the face.

It clearly worked.

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That is the reason why all the Leaders, the Kings, and and all the Princes back in the days of Glory of the ancient world of Empires, had made the trek to visit the Oracle at Delphi for advice. And they received life saving counsel as they kept coming back frequently, always laden with golden gifts and princely statues. People came all the way from far reaches of the then known world. Potentates, and leaders like the Pharaohs of Egypt, and the King of Kings, of Persia, along with the golden satraps came in order to pay their homage and offer respect to Apollo and thus receive his Oracular wisdom. And the Oracle did not disappoint and offered the same useful benefit of foresight and wisdom to all those who made the journey to its wooded forest sanctuary. A journey such as the one done in homage to ‘Divine Wisdom’ and divination, as the journey undertaken by all the powerful Leaders. Leaders of Men, such as the Greek Kings, and the Roman Emperors, the Senators, and the Quaestors. And in earlier times all the Leaders of the Royal houses of Atreus like Agamemnon and Menelaus the Atrides from Achaia, and their mortal enemies Priam and Paris of Troia, whose memory survives because both the Iliad and the Odyssey were written to commemorate their long and epic war and their individual earth changing battles — they had all visited the Oracle asking advice and receiving appropriate wisdom. Indeed we know that the advice given by the Oracle to the Combatant Kings could have prevented the onset of war — had they listened and had they acted in prudence. However as the Oracle said to both warring sides and to many of their Allies — everything else is preferable to war because in war, many of you shall die. And the young priestess went on and said: ‘Those of you who come back home, from war, such as those of Thebes, and Mycenae will die in your House’ and that was an especially sinister oracle if you knew how the story of the Myceneaen Kings unfolded upon their return from their victorious conflict against Troia. Because as the Oracle had said: ‘Those who win in war — they also lose…’

The fame and usefulness of the Oracle during the Classical times of the Ancient World and it’s years of Glory and Enlightenment — was so great, that all potentates and all leader, indeed all claimants to power, had to visit Delphi to seek advise and determine their future path of Leadership and Life.

Ulysses the King of Ithaca, visited the Oracle before his campaign to Troia, and so did the Macedon Philipp and his son Alexander, as they were preparing their campaign to conquer the World. And all the leaders from the all powerful Athenian Kings, to the elected Kings of Sparta, and the later Athenian Democratic statesmen — went to Delphi for advice. And from the multitude of ‘advice’ they all received a few well remembered nuggets of gold — the gems — that still survive today. And of course the counsel given to Philip II, and Alexander the Great, was well remembered by Winston Churchill when he himself made the journey to Delphi seeking to find his own wisdom and to divine the future by meditating on the past walking amidst the ruins of the all seeing Oracle that didn’t speak to the visitors anymore. It would have been an oversight for Winston to not visit the place whose study he made it a priority on his many visits to Greece and during his frequent holidays there, to get the sun and enjoy the sea.

And he also worked hard there on his writings and his own brand of political philosophy and he also worked on his memorable quotes and prophesies while being in Greece as we often see here from some of his most memorable quotes fashioned like as if the Oracle of Delphi had spoken these same words. Eternal advise encapsulated in a pithy line. Winston’s wise words fit for a King, a Prince, a Pleb, or a Commoner alike are always a good primer to bolster someone’s Heart and Mind:

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‘Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm’.

‘If you’re going through hell, keep going.’

‘You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something, sometime in your life.’

‘Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak. Courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen.’

‘Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.’

‘A pessimist sees the difficulty in every opportunity; an optimist sees the opportunity in every difficulty.’

‘To improve is to change; to be perfect is to change often.’

‘Never give in, never give in, never, never, never, never—in nothing, great or small, large or petty—never give in except to convictions of honor and good sense.’

‘History will be kind to me for I intend to write it.’

‘We make a living by what we get, but we make a life by what we give.’
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This is the kind of zingers that he had in his quiver, and like another angelic faced ‘putti’ from the Italian Renaissance, he hurled them at the unsuspecting targets of his well aimed Bow and arrow practice surely inherited from his mother Jennie’s warrior heritage of her American Brave native ancestors.

But it was the intellectual inspiration and the vision that he drew from Delphi and classical Greece that he came to visit often and as it became his favorite place to recharge his batteries. He loved to be exposed to the surf, the sea, and the sun; and that had become his meditative tool, used to reflect on what the future might hold for his work, and for the world, and for all of humanity. And as all the great men before him — he also traveled to Delphi often.

Same as in the past all the Good and the Great, had traveled there, in order to seek the Truth, and get the “Real Knowledge” from the young virgin priestess called “Pythia.” Yet when Winston traveled to Delphi, meditated amongst the ruins, and he made fast friends amongst the locals and the foreign visitors alike, because Winston was famous for making easy friends and being a people’s person. And in Greece after his sojourn with the Gods in Delphi and Mt Olympus, he always took his longer holidays in the ancient sites of Olympia, and Thermopylae because he had discovered the baths. The spa was Winston’s favorite place. He loved lolling and wilting his skin inside the hot bath. And that was awesome that he found them all over the place because Greece is a highly volcanic place and there is an abundance of hot baths and ancient spa settings, most often right near the sea in places like Olympia and Thermopylae and many others. As luck would have it this is where some of his famous business of politics and diplomacy took place and where he often met with his more intimate friends,Greek and English, who had homes in Greece and loved to host him as a cherished guest.

Yet at an early age this is where Winston honed his Oracular skills to perfection, alternatively speaking to the wind with reeds in his lips, or practicing his rhetoric with pebbles in his mouth — like ancient Orator Demosthenes whose practice of speaking to the wind and the sea with a mouthful of pebbles helped him overcome his lisp. Winston practiced endlessly — never quite getting rid of his own lisp and his rather obvious speech impediment. But he managed another feat as overtime he became the most inspiring Orator of his day — through the constant practice of public speaking in front of the wind and the sea in these ancient places of historical record. Places, that survive well in our memory today, because of glorious events that happened in the classical past of Greece. Events, that Winston also reflected on, when thinking of the parallels between the ancient past and today. And also when he studied the Strategies, employed, the forces involved, the tactics that led to desirable actions, and outcomes. And he focused on the men that happened to shape History and Humanity through their Being there and acting like Gods and Heroes.

Indeed. He was keen on heroes. and by studying the heroic past that had inspired countless others before him — he thrived. He thought of Lord Byron, and Shelley, and even Lord Elgin, and so many others before him — that young Winston saw no end, to his historical education potential amidst the ruins and the classical histories ‘unearthed’ with each successive holiday there. He thought of Alexander and of how much he had accomplished at his young age; and felt a certain sense of urgency to do more. Always more. And when he thought of Alexander, he realized that if he were to make his mark in the world — he better get started thinking BIG. Really big. Of course, he had already earned some distinction for bravery, but he craved more.

A lot more…

Indeed it was in Greece that he was infused with amazing reserves of courage and enthusiasm for glory. Because for Winston Churchill, Greece – the ancient Hellas – was always the greatest civilization that has ever seen the light on the face of this Earth, and is the one civilization that our Western civilization fully owes it’s existence to. The fact that the British civilization modeled itself after the Greco-Roman world as the expression of  NeoClassical multicolumned Western AngloSaxon & Christian civilization — didn’t get lost on Winston. Indeed he knew that it all got started there in our distant past from the halls of wisdom to the schools of learning to the Aristotelian respect for nature’s observation, scientific process, reason, and science. World shattering innovations started from Greece, like these ones:

Elected & Ethical Leadership. Oratory. Representational Government of the People, by the People, and for the People. Humane representations of the Gods. Art. Human Rights. Equality. Astronomy. Rhetoric. Law-giving, and Democracy. Republican ideals. Constitution. Science. Physics. Ethics. Medicine. Mathematics. Geometry. Algebra. Epistemiology. History. Trigonometry. Morality. Asclepeian Ethics for Medicine, and so much more to the point that Winston Churchill would often exclaim in mock exasperation: ‘These Greeks discovered everything ahead of everyone and well before anyone else had a chance at the wheel. And since they did everything too — now all that is left for a person is re-discover what they already knew.’

And that is ultimately what this student of History loved about Greece so deeply, and it was the thing that caused him to spend so much time there, and invest of his meagre fortune in procuring a residence i this country that he had made sure to save from Communism. Because there was ‘Nothing new under the sun’ and to validate that hypothesis, Winston had to make the Greeks — his special friends, so much so, that he personally traveled there at the height of the Greek civil war, when Athens was fully occupied by the heavily armed Communists. Yet disregarding all reasonable advise, and the firm declaration of his staff that they could not protect his Life — Winston traveled to Athens at this time, at great personal risk.

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He flew there but once in Athens, after the bombing attempt against his life in the Hotel Grand Bretagne, he slept aboard the HMS Ajax, because he had some more work to do before he gave up the ghost, as he said.

But he had to be there for three rather important reasons:

Firstly, to keep his solemn word given to the Greek people that he would liberate them. After all he had said that on his “Finest Hour” speech, and his special relationship with Greece and her people. Those fierce and fighting people whom he had often described as “Lions of Liberty” echoing Lord Byron’s words; who had fought, lived, and died amongst them…

After all Winston owed his Greeks a debt when they had delivered the one and only victory against Hitler and his Axis powers and thus proved to the Worlds’ amazement, that the steely fascist tide of terror can be beaten and turned back — if we had the will to fight. It was “his” beloved Greeks who first had offered a measure of HOPE to the British fighters during the darkest days of the early stages of the Second World War. And it was then that Winston himself had said in Parliament: “From this day forward we shall always say that It’s not the Greeks that fight like Heroes — its the Heroes that fight like the Greeks.” 

Thus, far seeing Winston had to go to Athens in order to remind the Greek heroes of their earlier Victory before the armies of Darkness had flooded in and attacked their flank, like what the Persians had done in another battle — that of Thermopylae where Leonidas and his 300 braves fell to the last. Indeed the German mechanized divisions had attacked Greece after their Italian allies had been routed and thus took over the country and extinguished the light of  Liberty. With these thoughts in mind, Winston Churchill felt it his duty, to mix it up with these great warriors of Liberty, and to gain for himself some measure of Hope, and the requisite “street cred” this time around in the looming fight against the incoming tides of Communism and against the unstoppable Red Army.

We today get to see what he saw and we can at long last in this book today share with the readers that the very first battle of the so called COLD WAR was fought by proxy in Greece and it was this conflict that brought the FIRST VICTORY against Communism. That was the long range foresight of the Vision that Winston Churchill possessed and that was the gift that he sought from the Greeks in that fateful journey he undertook to Athens to spend Christmas amongst this small yet most Christian and most Ancient Nation of Europe.

Because Winston much like the war weary Greeks, saw that Communism would snuff out all of Greece’s long held cultural, religious, and national beliefs that long had defined that nation and it’s people. And in every crisis, therein lies opportunity. And he saw that the seesaw of History could be held here because Greece was good and ready to stand up, fight, and deliver another first VICTORY for the Western Civilization. The first victory against the scourge of Socialism and Communism. And that is what Greece ultimately did after fighting a painful so called Civil War that claimed an additional half a million souls from the already thinned out ranks of the ancient DNA of this poet, warrior, and philosopher race of rare people.

Greeks would indeed go on, and supply the world with this first global victory against Communism. It was the Greeks that fought and beat back the forces of Evil masquerading as good people, Socialists, and Communists who had befallen Europe and the World on the wings of the Red Army like a locust. And it is this new locust that is causing another terrible bloodletting.  So old Winnie had to show up to fortify the defenders with some emotional help, and also a small measure of enthusiasm by showing them that himself was unafraid. And that he had returned to be amongst the Free Greek people and to fight like one, and to offer all he could, and even die like one, as Lord Byron of old died amongst the Free Greeks of Missolonghi under siege — when Greece was saved from another menace, through courage and bold bravery.

And this show of bravery, was another important thing for Greece, but it was also a very important thing for the whole world, because just as the Greeks were freeing their country from the Germans who were fighting a rear guard action, as they were retreating away from Athens and other Greek cities — their terror and genocide was rapidly being replaced by another terror. The Red Terror — that of the Communists and their progroms against the Greek nationalists, and indeed against every patriotic person that objected to their globalist agenda of World Communism.

At this time, the Greeks were being felled by the thousands, from the evil hand of treachery and assassination. A civil war was in the offing with brother killing brother, and families being torn asunder, in the cause of a globalist, internationalist, and faulty communist ideology, that wanted to treat people like red ants and not as humans. The “Mass Effects” of communism were being massively applied on all of the people of this small yet most ancient and proud nation — with the singular purpose of enslaving them and making them just part of the amorphous mass of ants that made up the moving machine parts of the Socialist Soviet Union.

Yet it fell upon these Greeks who had already proven their bravery and courage — early on in the start of the second world war. It was the Greeks that had proven to be the fiercest fighters for Freedom, Liberty, and Democracy. Because they fought again and again and again, for their hard won freedom. And as they had just gone from the German occupation and their systematically planned genocide of Greece, amidst Gestapo’s militarized terror that “exterminated” more than 15% of the population of Greece through mass starvation inside that vast concentration camp they had turned the occupied country into. This moment of freedom, was rapidly being replaced with the “Red Terror” perpetrated by the Communist party. The small country that gave the world the very ideas of Liberty and Democracy, was now the country that had to be saved from the Russian communist menace that was set upon Greece. And indeed Winston understood that if Greece fell to the Communists — the rest of Eastern Mediterranean and the Dardanelles would fall too. And soon Turkey and the Middle East, her former Ottoman empire strongholds, would fall too. This was indeed Stalin’s and the Red Army’s expansionary goal after the defeat of the German hordes, and as they applied their iron grip ruthlessly on the European small nations and the other Balkan countries that fell under their yoke for more than half a century.  

But the Greeks were different, and to let these people spend any measure of time under the Red Terror would have been unconscionable for Winston Churchill. So he chose to join them. He chose to join them at the moment of Liberation in order to celebrate with. But he also timed his journey so he can be there with them and thus join them in church, like an ancient warrior, coming penitent and expectant in order to receive the sacrosanct “body & blood” of Jesus, during the first free Greek Christmas Eucharist after a long wintry siege in Athens. He chose to join the Greeks at this time to celebrate with them, the birth of Christ, the life giver, and to commence together the long journey towards the Paschal Easter, and the National Resurrection still longing to come, after a long winter in Hades. He chose to make this perilous and yet all important journey to be with the Greek people and to help lead them towards the light of day. And indeed as History will bear out — Winston chose to join the Greeks for Christmas because that was the best place he could be after the long years of both of them fighting the forces of evil, in order to tell the World and the grim faced fighters that they still had a bit more to go. They simply had to go on, a bit longer, because now — at long last — hope and help were at hand. He chose to go to Greece because now some small measure of courage, was required from himself in order to prove to the skeptics that the Red Threat of Worldwide Communism was as real as a “bullet to the head” inflicted heart attack.  This was the preferred method of executing the patriots that the communists had perfected, and for reasons of propaganda had tried to keep quiet, by forcing all the Greek Doctors to write ‘Heart Attack” as the cause of death — on the death certificates of all those executed by the Red Army and buried in mass graves.

So as you can see; Winston Churchill had to go to Greece  to put an end to that. And he had to go himself in order to fraternize with the Free Greeks, these eternal warriors, and to show them that he was one of them and that he was willing to fight on if they were too… And to also present himself as a Leader who by association with the warriors at the front lines — he could feel the thrill of battle again. and perhaps by association with his Heroes — he could refill his own significant deposits of courage, and instill in himself the backbone necessary to go on. And he had to go to Greece, because he wanted to ‘bathe’ himself in the Delphic oracle’s long lost glory to rekindle his Vision and foresight and lead his people in this new fight the winds of fortune had brought upon him. The fight against the global menace of Communism. 

That’s a lot more than three reasons why Winston had to go to Greece but am sure you get the idea…

Lastly; Churchill, had to go be with the Greeks, not in order to relive History, and rekindle the Classics amongst these Free People, but in order for himself to experience being & living amongst them; very much like Lord Byron had done before him — to get the taste of eternity he craved. Albeit for Winston this time around it was only for a short time, but he would come back agains and again, time and again, to spend large swaths of his holiday and vacation time there, after Greece completed her Liberation from the Communist menace. And this only happened effectively, at the end of the so called Greek civil war that followed the five years of Second world war 1940-1945, and lasted for another four years from 1945-1949.  When the rest of Europe was rebuilding — sadly Greece was still killing itself. This time it was being destroyed and tearing itself apart in the hands of the Communist ideologues and their application of their techniques of terror. That is the bloody shame that Winston saw in Athens and that is why he wanted to avert it, from becoming the common fate for the rest of the world.

There is no overstating the horror of German occupation, but what followed during the Civil war was just as bad for the Greek people. Professor Mark Mazower’s book “Inside Hitler’s Greece” describes hideous “bloccos,” meaning roadblocks, or “round-ups” whereby crowds would be corralled into the streets for execution. Stripping and violation of women was a common means to secure “confessions.” Mass executions took place “on the German model”: in public, for purposes of intimidation; bodies would be left hanging from trees, guarded by German Security Battalion to prevent their removal. In response, the Greek patriot partisans & guerrillas, mounted daily counterattacks on the Germans and their “quislings” in order to keep up the struggle, and to resist the complete debasement of their nation — but also to liberate the countryside. This they succeeded in doing so by end of the first year of occupation the German armies were afraid to get out of their big city garrisons and would not venture at all in the mountainous countryside. The partisan movement had indeed been born in Athens but it was based in the villages, so that Greece was progressively liberated from the countryside towards the cities. In an old method of citizen warfare the guerrillas led by Aris Velouhiotis worked with the SOE who played their part, famous in military annals, for the role of Brigadier Eddie Myers and “Monty” Woodhouse, in blowing up the “Gorgopotomos” viaduct that was an important chasm bridging the train thoroughfare, that was ferrying important literary supplies, men, and materiel — all vital to Rommel’s Africa Corps. This rail link was blown up in 1942 and many other operations with the fighting partisans – the “andartes” (meaning guerrillas in Greek language) took place with good ending in seriously harassing and disturbing the long logistical supply lines of the German army.

By autumn 1944, Greece had been devastated by the directed effects of the German occupation, hoping to subjugate these fighting people by forced extermination. This was the German High Command plan. Deprive Greek people from any foodstuff and force them into starvation. And thus came that their occupational policy was mainly directed terror, executions, famine, and the resultant genocide. When all was said and done, more than a million people had died and fled, representing 14% of the population of the country. Indeed the death toll from Greece during the Second World War is the highest than any country that fought and participated in this giant bloodletting conflict, on any side of the war.

And as a Nation the Greek people lost more souls than any other nation, except that of the Jewish people who at that moment were stateless and perhaps because of that, they were persecuted mercilessly by the NAZIs and their sympathizers everywhere in occupied Europe and even in Greece proper, although many Greek Jews were saved through the kindness and spirit of devotional hospitality many Greeks exhibited in protecting and shielding their neighbors from the conquerors at personal risk of death — at this terrible time of the locust. Locust is what the Greeks called the Conquering German armies that deprived them of Liberty, Sovereignty and of all Vitals and Victuals.

Think about that for a moment…

Still the Greeks endured, and after all this mayhem, the communist guerrillas of EAM and ELAS had liberated dozens of villages and small towns, and had thus become a proto-government, administering parts of the country, while the official state withered away. After the German withdrawal of late November till early December of 1944, ELAS kept its 50,000 armed partisans outside the capital, and in May of 1944 agreed to participate in the National Union Coalition government, and placed itself inside the Democratic fold of the Greek state. They even accepted the British troops, as Allies and placed their men under the commanding officer, General Ronald Scobie, who was designated by Churchill as his trusted delegate to hold Athens from falling and capitulating to the communists.

Yet back on the 12th of October 1944, the Germans had evacuated Athens, and the few EAM-ELAS fighters, who had been inside Athens all along, welcomed the six-day window between liberation from the Germans, as an opportunity. The arrival of the Greek free army, coming home, fresh from fighting in El-Alamein and all over the deserts of Egypt and Libya with the British — signaled a new leaf in the tactical book of the communists, because the ELAS leadership of the guerrillas saw this opportunity of a six day window much like a vacuum of Leadership; and thus took it, by installing themselves as a provisional communist government of the streets in Athens. They called it “Laocratia” and equated it with a People’s Government for publicity’s sake. But in reality it was just a sly communist take over, and a straight forward “dictatorship of the proletariat” fully organized and ordered by the Politburo of the Central Committee of the Soviet Communist party, in far off Kremlin in Moscow. And it was then that the Greek communists obedient to Stalin’s every whim, started their “Governing” in Athens by rounding up and shooting people. Killing scores of civilians and collaborators in summary executions without judge nor jury — in the very streets of Athens that they now controlled. They did pretty much the same like the Germans had done before them. A wave of “Red Terror” Revenge, and Revancism started to sweep Athens and upend it’s foundations.

First the communists started exhibiting their power as usual by executing those suspected as “collaborateurs” and then spreading their public displays of Terror towards all those they regarded as nationalists, or saw as patriots. Fearing those who might wish to stand up and reject their red terror rule, they sought to arrest and execute all the leaders of this country. Indeed they started playing the same role as the evil forces they had just pushed out of the country. They played now the role of  the feared Gestapo and that of the hated German occupiers. This phenomenon is called psychological transference: Having spend so many years observing and, fixating upon, and fighting the Germans — they had now become quite like them, in that they rejected Freedom, hated Liberty, and abhored Democracy, as well as anything that resembled Justice, Religion, or the Rule of Divine and Natural  Law.

But above all else they hated the awesome Christian gift of Free will and that of the enlightened Liberty. The communists couldn’t stand any expression of the indomitable human Spirit wishing to soar above petty ideologies, towards the free sky of Liberty, because they wanted to reduce everybody to the stars of a worker ant. And they of course simply sought to enslave the Greek people all over again — in favor of their own Master, Marshall Joseph Stalin and his red brigades.

It was another instance of hell, that even Hitler would approve of. In that terrible circumstance one can understand why Winston Churchill chose to spend his Christmas holiday in Greece and why he stayed to invite the New year of 1945, inside the viper’s nest that post German occupation Athens, resembled.

And yet this is exactly what he did.

Because for him, now the most important thing was to spend the pivotal time of Christmas with the Free Christian Greek people, and their defenders solid in their positions, in order to announce to the world that Greece had not fallen to the Sphere of Influence of the Soviets — and thus if we could stop the Red Army’s tide in Athens, we could stope it elsewhere too.

The Cold War was Winston’s new battlefield, and bullets had started flying already. The killings in Athens in December of 1944 was just the first salvo of many to follow…

Because he recognized the signs of the looming war, Winston had to hold fast on that one principle. “No communist takeover of Greece.” And that he managed. He did this under grave threats, and with terrible odds. The stakes couldn’t be higher. It was a war of civilizations all over again. And he was perhaps the One man who saw this clearly. That is exactly why, Winston Churchill risked his life by traveling with a hastily organized small group to Athens Greece, in order to spend Christmas with the Free People of Greece. And it was this simple and yet valiant act of just “Showing Up” and his own peculiarly potent application of the Art of the Peripatetic Statesman, that proved to be the required medicine. Indeed this was the pivotal action, that along with the ferocious fighting spirit of the Greek patriots, and the divine intervention in favor of these Christian warriors — that tipped the balance in their favor, and stopped the Red Army in it’s bloody tracks.

And through his personal example, the British people and the Greek people came to be strong allies, fought together bravely, and ended up winning their existential battle against the Communists. And it was this coming together of the Allied Free People that effectively prevented the severely bleeding country from falling behind the Iron Curtain and also saved her children from being molested, violated, and mauled in the clutches of Stalin. He saved her from a dismal and dystopian fate that befell all those other small nations of Europe that didn’t fare so well after their own liberation from the Germans and fell under the communist Russian occupation.

Surprisingly and against all odds, small Greece was the only country that the Soviets had control of, and yet they lost it through their grasping hands after the second world war. They lost it because much like today’s Ukraine — Greece rebelled against that dismal fate and fought back against the coming of the night. And by joining up with the British, the Greeks managed to fight back. From humble beginnings the small force of 200 men under Scobie, whose orders from Winston was to hold the central square of Athens and the Parliament building at any cost. Winston promised help will arrive but Skobie was not to surrender, nor to give an inch — at any cost and for whatever reason, nor to ever live his position, and certainly not to allow the communists to penetrate his perimeter, of the two main city blocks he effectively controlled, one of them being the national garden… Winston Churchill as the Prime Minister reminded Scobie that Leonidas and his 300 held off more than a million Persians at Thermopylae, so why couldn’t Scobie and his 200 hold off the 150,000 armed communists now occupying Athens from storming the central Constitution square and the symbolic Parliament building. Winston gave him some backbone by reminding him that Scobie should hold-off the communist hordes, like a new Leonidas; albeit with one hundred fewer soldiers because Scobie had only 200 Brits instead of the 300 Spartan men Leonidas helmed. But Winston impressed upon Scobie that at any rate he must spread his mean and widen his positions by seizing immediately the high ground of Lycabettus hill, and Acropolis with a few men as a diversion in order to make his meagre forces appear far larger as he went to occupy large pieces of empty terrain in the hills surrounding Acropolis, the hill of Philopappou and that of the hill of the Musses, where the ancient Democratic Assembly of the Citizens of Athens, could still be seen in the excavated ground.

The British forces, had to hold the high positions and in this case the sacred ground. In the process they had to abandon any pretense to any other part of the city. And in a titular negotiated settlement — Scobie gave up all the Public buildings, the railroad stations and even the main markets, along with the commercial and financial center of the city up, to the communists to ostensibly protect and keep order under their own security forces. Thus the communists felt as if they were recognized by the British and look at themselves as equals and took this gift as a rather welcome terms of weakness if not surrender of the Brits. But it was all planned as a Trojan horse because this is what Churchill — keen student of History — had ordered Scobie to do. General Scobie obeyed Churchill’s commands fully, and reluctantly put into motion this harebrained scheme.

The funny thing is that this Stratagem worked.

The scenario played out as Churchill had foreseen, and the communists held back because they feared that the British force was far greater than what Scobie actually had. Further by seeing them exchanging urban territories for open forested and hilly terrain void of structures — they reasoned that if the British force could spread out in such huge areas — they certainly were a large force to be reckoned with. So the fell into the trap of subterfuge and the communists never pressed their numerical superiority, and never pursued their obvious strategic advantage. They simply stayed put waiting for a better opportunity to advance while using the guerrilla warfare tactics against the citizens they already controlled, and declined to attack and challenge Scobie’s basic centre position. This is how Scobie survived and held Athens central square with his tiny force staring down the 150 thousand guerrillas occupying the city all around him.

He never flinched — he never surrendered. Scobie held his cool hand steady at the trigger of his Sten gun facing the enemy boldly and smiling all along his scowling smile that could always be mistaken for a frown. And that is how Athens was won… and the first victory of the Cold War came to be the battle of Greece against the Red menace.

The ancient art of subterfuge and Psych-Ops, common to good Strategists and Leaders since time immemorial and exemplified in the Trojan campaign served Greece twice already that we now and am sure countless other times in it’s long warring history. Maybe it can be used a few times more because the enemy never studies history, or is blind and stupid enough to believe that he will not repeat it.

In time Scobie’s small expeditionary force of paratroopers grew to include the Greek free army, that was returning home, and some more British paratroopers that Winston Churchill sent over. Then Winston arrived with a lot more help and this finally helped cement the relationship of the Greeks and the Brits.

Later of course this relationship took the character of a Grand Alliance through the marriage of Prince Philip of Greece with Princess Elizabeth of Great Britain. Today the 91 year old Queen Elizabeth is the longest serving and longest living Monarch of England; and she owes a lot to Winston Churchill and his strategic diplomacy. I bet you didn’t know that Winston Churchill even offered these not insignificant dating services, acting both like a human “Tinder for Royalty” dating application, or a “Match.com” website, for the Aristocracy of Europe — as the Queen’s consort Prince Philip, 95 years of age today, would readily attest to.

Yet we must go back to Athens in the Christmas of 1944 lest we run too far ahead of the story. And to do that we must return to Winston Churchill’s address to the Athenian people as offered in December of 1944. I want you to read this speech here, not because it is a memorable speech, but because it is worth remembering this Utopian speech, in it’s entirety. Because that speech was delivered at the time of the Communist takeover of Athens when 150,000 armed communist party members were encircling the small garrison of defenders who were only controlling the very epicenter of the city. Yet the defenders didn’t run to save their lives but they held and stayed vigilant sleepless and often hungry keeping guard over their own “Thermopylae” in support of the newly installed six week old government of National Unity. A Democratic government that had promised speedy and democratic elections to the country and all of its people. But the Communist party didn’t want elections. They simply wanted usurpation of power and the installment of a Dictatorship of the Proletariat. In the midst of that era of changes — they unleashed the “Red Terror” in Athens and elsewhere in Greece where they held sway, in a show of naked bloodshed and corruption of human values, that later came to be known as the “Dekemvriana” an era of killing and mayhem. This is when Winston Churchill showed up.

Imagine that for a moment.

It is like Donald Trump showing up today in Damascus Syria, to give a speech and talk to the people about Freedom & Democracy and about the dignity of personal Liberty.

Imagine the gall… of this dude. Or just imagine his Courage… and the Foolhardy Bravado it took for him to show up. All of these events are so strange that are quite unbelievable. And as always Life is stranger than fiction. 

And to prove that point, please wait to see how this story unfolds…

 Because this being Winston — he had to show up and give his talk even thought the central square the Brits controlled didn’t have any people in it. Nevertheless, Churchill showed up for his rendezvous with Destiny. And perhaps it was to be a rendezvous with death, but that’s another story. In his mind He just had to show up and talk to the Athenian people and to organize a government of general unity and acceptance by all the political parties, in order to be recast as a Democratic one. Simple as that.

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He did ostensibly run this by his staff, and in order to justify this to his colleagues he started by saying that he had to go to Athens to give a speech, and that they should go get a crew from the BBC to travel with him, to record, and broadcast live the speech, so that people all over the world could listen to it, simultaneously with his delivery to the Athenian people from the balcony of this hotel facing Constitution square. So, it came to pass that the Brits and the whole of the Free World heard Winston speaking from Athens, along with the Greeks who could only hear it in their own illegal shortwave radios as it was delivered from the mouth of the Lion himself in Athens central square. Yet they could not go there to be in front of him in person because the communists had prohibited anyone from showing up under pain of death… They had even set up roadblocks to stop any movement towards the British held center. So the Greek people stayed away but Winston kept harping about Liberty over the air waves, from the balcony of the recently de-mined and declared safe for the moment, hotel ironically named Grande Bretagne. And although he appears to be speaking in front of a giant square full of Athenian people — he was actually speaking only to the BBC cameras and exactly to three young gamins. That was his grand total of his live audience. These three gamins, were orphaned during Greece’s genocidal famine, foisted upon them as collective punishment by an occupation force intent on extermination. Yet these little kinds survived and were roaming the streets until, they were adopted by General Scobie’s forces and given three squares per day to keep them up. That was the sum total of Winston’s Greek audience and they didn’t even remotely have a word of English amongst them. As for the English speaking people — they were all busy because all the British defenders had to man the barricades, and the defensible positions in the high ground around the Constitution square, and the two prominent hills facing them.

So Winston basically spoke for the BBC radio and the news service reels. Yet he did not mind because he loved the power of radio especially since he didn’t have Twitter in his day — but there you have it. He liked technology — what can you say?

Fancy that…

But above all else, Winston valued the symbolism of starting the fight for the Free World against Communism inside the place that sits as the very heart of Western Civilization; Athens, the birth place of Democracy, Reason, and Liberty. That is what Athens and Greece represented that day and for as long as he lived and breathed, his ideals of Liberty and Democracy — was always the English Parliament, and Greece.’s ancient citizen’s assembly on the backside of Philopappou hill.

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So this Churchill speech is perhaps even more important, not only because of it’s content, but also because of the circumstances surrounding it’s delivery. Since it was delivered and later broadcast by the BBC, it was assumed that somehow Winston Churchill’s divine fortune saved him from certain death. These were the special circumstances that enveloped that particular journey and the peril that involved the moments of his delivery of the speech. That is why I want to recount this story — otherwise, I would not retell it here. Except it is vitally important because Providence stepped up there, and delivered Winston’s life again, and gave him the opportunity to speak. He spoke freely and risked his life again by staying in Athens to organize this New government of National Unity under none other than the Greek Patriarch — the Greek Christian Pope. It was this Father of the people Archbishop Damaskenos, that worked with Winston Churchill, and became the Regent, as Winston Churchill had negotiated before-hand, with Greek Premier Papandreou, in the earlier government of the Free Greeks in exile in Cairo.

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And here is why Winston persisted, in instilling a Democracy in Athens so many years after her glorious era of Pericles, because in his mind he saw the speech inaugurating the Athenian and the Greek People’s Freedom. Free again after a long German occupation had come to an end, and certainly after this current communist siege — would be broken. Winston had even compared this speech to an inaugural address, because it meant a lot to him, and he had indeed ‘borrowed’ some ideas from the inauguration speech of his American idol; President Thomas Jefferson. Another much hated and despised patriot — the man who wrote the declaration of Independence Thomas Jefferson and who (unlike Winston) was a rather successful two consecutive terms President. And a man who even today serves as the long departed amanuensis, of every Republican and Democrat in modern history. This man Thomas Jefferson is whom Winston Churchill tried to emulate, but he also presaged his speech, with his own ideas of the Iron curtain and of Liberty against the massively dehumanizing effects of worldwide communism. 

Here below follows Winston Churchill’s Athens speech, as delivered from the balcony of the hotel Grand Bretagne facing Constitution square and as the story unfolds. When he stayed at this Hotel overnight, before his talk; he was meeting with local political leaders while unbeknownst to him the hotel’s foundations were being undermined as they were being stuffed with more than a ton of dynamite. This wonderful reception for Winston was offered gratis by the Communist saboteurs and terrorists, who wanted to blow him up — sky high. The British army, Scobie, and the Prime Minister’s security detail, did not know of the existence of this plot, or even that that the Terrorists had penetrated their perimeter and were going to be blowing up the hotel, having stashed more than a ton of volatile explosives (German Penthrite) in the bowels of the sewage system beneath the hotel’s foundation. Somehow they had penetrated through all the defenses during the night in a well planned and well executed bloody sabotage scheme, having come in via the sewer system underneath the hotel’s basement, but failing to cover the wires leading out of the manholes three blocks away and spooled at the edge of the gutters to their roadblock from where they were going to push the electrical charge to detonate the explosive cache.. The poorly concealed wires were spotted by alert patrols and wisely the soldiers cut off the wires, before raising the alarm in haste… and thus before giving the clue to the terrorists, that their plan was exposed — thus giving them an opportunity to explode all of the people in the hotel to smithereens, and the high heaven.

Amazingly, much like the original gun powder plot of Guy Fawkes against the English Parliament, this dastardly act was uncovered at the nick of time and the detonation cable was severed. Should this large cache of dynamite and nitroglycerine, had been detonated timely, when the Prime Minister was sleeping, meeting, or even when he was speaking to the people, this would have been catastrophic not just for England and the British empire — but for the whole Free World, and especially for the Cause of Liberty and Democracy everywhere. As for Greece — this would have been the death knell of it.

Yet it was not to be. A rather random yet fully providential deliverance, accorded the Prime Minister the opportunity to survive this assassination attempt and to go on and “Speak” to the Free Athenian people, because the British engineers, uncovered the gunpowder plot, cut the electrical discharge cable, and saved the Prime Minister, from certain doom amongst the ruinous blast that was designed to reduce the whole hotel to rubble.

This is what Winston wrote in a telegram to his wife about his close brush with death in Athens on Christmas Day 1944: “You will have read about the plot to blow up HQ the Hotel Grande Bretagne. I do not think it was for my benefit. Still, a ton of dynamite was put in sewers by extremely skilled hands.”

The “skilled hands” belonged to the communists who wanted to assassinate Britain’s wartime leader and thus Churchill came within inches and within minutes of being killed by communist guerrillas towards the end of the second world war.

One of the Communist terrorists was Manolis Glezos who is now a 92 year old communist serving as an Member of European Parliament in Brussels with the SYRIZA party, and who wanted to share his story for posterity in an interview with the Observer: “I will tell you something I have never told anyone: I carried the fuse wire myself, wire wound all around me, and I had to unravel it,” he said, explaining how he spent hours crawling through the sewerage system to plant the dynamite in the dead of night. “There were about 30 of us involved. We worked through the tunnels … we had people cover the grid lines, so scared we were of being heard. We crawled through all the shit and water and laid the dynamite right under the hotel.”  By the time the communists emerged, sodden and covered in excrement, there was enough explosive dynamite under the building “to blow it sky high.” Glezos went on to say: “It took me at least two hours laying the explosive material and two hours coming back, and when we came out, it was a matter of seconds, because it was ready to go.”

But in a twist of fate the attack was scuppered when members of the communist-led resistance movement, EAM, delayed the attack having learned that Churchill was going to speak on a specific time, and wanted to wait until then, to blow up the hotel. In the meantime the British engineers uncovered the plan and put a stop to it at the last moment before Churchill took to the balcony. Here is an old newsreel of the BBC visually describing this event: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qkIqLajOGCc

Still after the dastardly plot was uncovered, Winston Churchill, remained famously unperturbed by his latest near death experience, or rather his brush with death, having already survived more than a dozen Nazi assassination attempts, and no doubt several attempts to come from the communists — including this one.

The funny thing is that  the serious “Kill Churchill” NAZI assassins, went to such lengths to get rid of him, that one time they tried to blow him up by putting nitroglycerine inside chocolate wrappers and presenting him with an explosive chocolate bar… to eat.

He survived that too.

He liked his chocolate — and the enemy knew it — what can you do?

Still this time in Athens, he escaped unscathed, and unblemished, if not unperturbed, and he went on to deliver his speech. But his chocolate is another matter. He never went close to another bar, after the infamous German attempt to assassinate him with an explosive bar of chocolate, and from then on he ate his chocolate in bon-bons, directly from the box…

But the Athens bomb plot against his Life, was indeed, in a league of its own. As the explosives were brought up from the sewers, it was discovered that the explosives used, as well as the detonators, were of German manufacture, German design, and freshly packaged in their Nazi swastika bearing boxes. This suggests that the Greek communists had cooperated with the retreating Germans, to blow up Churchill, and this attempt at his life, was a far bigger thing than just the ELAS – EAM scheme. Indeed it proves that the Greek Communists had come to terms with the German Nazis, and were currying favors back and forth, in dirty dealing between fascists and communists. And that they conspired together, to blow up the hotel Grand Bretagne,  because both deeply hated the idea of Liberty and Democracy that Winston Churchill fully represented, and also Stalin didn’t want to have his wartime heroic ally as a bitter enemy, now that his Red Army’s world conquest plans were unfolding in Europe and beyond. And that adds a far more sinister twist to the plot of the dirty deals the Greek communists were making with the Hun occupiers, because the old Russian German alliance between Stalin and Hitler in dismembering Poland — apparently was revived in the case of Greece and the Balkans. Indeed Molotov & Ribbentrop would have been proud of the Greek Communists and their German counterparts assisting each other in their evil aims. One more time the Greek commies were being used as pawns and minions, of Stalin and the Politburo…

The would-be assassination attack, came mere weeks after the Germans had retreated from Greece, and it came as Churchill was attempting to broker a Peace agreement between the warring factions — while the newly liberated, yet fully divided country was hurtling headlong towards civil war.

Athens had been racked by violence after some provocateurs of the communists opened fire and the Greek security forces responded by opening fire against the demonstrators in the central Constitution square – in one of the most controversial episodes of the second world war. The end result is that they opened fire against a crowd of mainly unarmed civilians, who were unwisely demonstrating in support of the communist partisans in Syntagma Square, and killed at least twenty five of them, while injuring hundreds of others.

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A terrible day by any means. But it was a day that ushered in far more horrible days to come. The past friendships and alliances were shattered and friends became fast enemies. The communists used the sacrificial lambs as martyrs to further fan the passions and to allay any moves for reconciliation. There was a very poisoned atmosphere when Churchill visited Athens…

Today this reminds me of the bloody provocation episodes inside the Maidan square in the center of Kiev, in Ukraine, of February 20th of 2014, where another “agent provocateur” action from the communists, spawned another civil war. This time the attacks led to the violence that by the end of the day, claimed more than 50 people’s lives, many of them gunned down in the street by security forces. The violence led to the downfall of Ukraine’s pro-Russian president, Viktor Yanukovych. Moscow called the 20th of February popular uprising an armed coup, and use it to justify the annexation of Crimea and it’s support for the separatists in Eastern Ukraine that led to the carving of the Ukraine into the Donetsk republic. The protest leaders, some of whom now hold positions of power in the new Ukraine, insist that full responsibility for the shootings lies with the security forces, acting on behalf of the previous government. And as we see in this country that wanted to break away from Moscow’s influence, Russia’s “agent provocateurs” caused the Maidan square provocation in Ukraine that led to this civil war that continues unabated today. A bloody fight with little civility, fought in the areas around Donetsk and in the East of the country, and it has resulted in a large scale loss of Ukrainian sovereignty, especially after the country lost the whole of Crimea and much more to Putin’s Russia. And in this case the communists employed again their old “agent provocateur” scheme and succeeded by firing bullets seemingly at random from tops of buildings — and causing security forces to fire inside an unarmed crowd of demonstrators. They did this in order to make the security forces fire back and kill unarmed civilians demonstrating in Kiev’s central square, and thus sow division and bloodshed amongst the people hoping to push them towards a civil war. And they succeeded… for now.

The communists recycle all of their old tricks all the time.

When will we ever learn?

Back in Greece the 3rd of December killings, which kicked off a wave of violence that is known in Greece as the “Dekemvriana” and resulted in the beginning of the Civil War, as an expression of the Cold War, as Churchill wrote in his memoirs. Today all neutral historians, fully regard this episode as the opening fusillade of shots that announced the beginning of the cold war by inaugurating Greece’s own Civil War that went on until 1949. This episode ranks as the one that rankled Churchill’s nerves more than anything else during that period and indeed back in Britain, where the public opinion was outraged about it, because they had been spoofed by Moscow’s position as presented in the mass media reports, including the ones from the international BBC news service.

And that’s another reason why Churchill had to go to Athens, because he wanted to broker a Peace agreement, since not only himself, but the whole of his own cabinet and the government were also quite unsettled by the news that the British and the Greek national army had turned against the very men and women who for years had been allies in the fight against Hitler’s Third Reich. Thus Churchill made the goodwill gesture of flying out to Greece in an attempt to broker peace. What he did not know was that his communist erstwhile “comrades” and friends, had planned a special explosive welcome for him, in the form of an operation designed to blow-up Churchill inside his Athens hotel — preferably while leading the Peace Conference, or while speaking in front of the cameras. These terrorists wanted to achieve maximum effect and publicity, as this was the instruction from their Moscow handlers…

And because after the earlier bloodletting in Constitution square with the “Dekemvriana,” Winston Churchill had ordered that the British troops should make every effort to pacify the city  of Athens, and gain control of as much of it as possible in order to push the communists out to the countryside — so that a Peace Deal can be brokered and a new Unity government of all Greek political ideologies, be born. Yet this effort at pacification of Athens was almost impossible to accomplish, with the few men of the Scottish paras Scobie had. So they asked help from the airforce, and from General Alexander, and only after much superior forces had arrived, and even then only with RAF aircraft support, they were able to drive out the communists and the terrorists, who controlled most all the neighborhoods of Athens. Because indeed these were the strongholds of the ELAS and the EAM guerrilla armies, and the British and Greek army tried to avoid bloodshed as much as possible. Still, only after ferocious fighting they managed to drive the numerically far superior communist armies out of the city, and into the countryside where they were going to continue the fight for another five years…

The terrorist plot to blow up Churchill — must be said that it was uncovered on time by the army engineers, and their swift action in de-mining the hotel, Grand Bretagne of Constitution square in Athens — not only saved Winston’s life, but it also saved the lives of the entire top leadership of the Greek political world and even that of the military, and religious top leaders.

Can you grasp the import of that measure of loss?

Can you understand what that massive loss of total leadership would mean?

Can you even visualize what the impact of that complete “decapitation” would mean for this small country?

Can you simply think of what this would mean for Greece fresh our of catastrophic war and occupation that had resulted in a real genocide of the Greek people?

In the eyes of history, isn’t this what the Communists had done in Poland when they decapitated the country by killing off all of it’s leadership in the Katyn forests?

Do you see the sinister plan of Stalin unfolding against the people of Greece?

Do you see Stalin the great butcher, and his Moscow communists doing in Athens during boxing day of 1944, the same thing they had done to Poland by decapitating the whole Leadership?

Do you understand the fate of Greece if all her leaders along with the head of the British government who was trying to broker a Peace Accord were blown sky high?

Isn’t it rather fitting for the Godless communists to want to blow up the whole leadership of a Christian nation in one fell swoop during Christmas Day — but it is also fitting for the Spirit of Divine Godly Grace to allow Christian people to fight back, by offering deliverance from Evil on the very same boxing day.

And that’s how the Christmas pudding of Winston Churchill was saved.

Indeed Winston was rather fond of that peculiarly tasting Christmas chocolate pudding, and to this day the hotel offers a version of it in the secret Churchill dining room. One should try this when in Grand Bretagne, where all the Peace Accord participants had Christmas dinner, with pudding, and were providentially delivered, through what Winston credited as a spot of Grace. And through what I call — the fearsome strength of the power of the prayers of all the Greek people who wanted Peace and Deliverance from Evil.

As for Winston’s mindset — by discovering this new Guy Fawkes terrorist plot in the midst of the 33-day communist led Red Terror for the takeover of Athens now euphemistically called “Dekemvriana” — Churchill’s fervent wish to stop Greece from “going red” was re-energized. After all with the plot against him — he was given adequate proof, and he now tasked his whole diplomatic and military effort at stopping the Russians from reaching the Mediterranean.

This is why it was vital to secure Greece. To pull in the Americans into the defense of Greece — he had to show them how vital Greece is in securing not only the Middle East, and the Suez canal, along with all the fast routes to North and East Africa, and India — but also the strongest Christian ally they could hope for, because he understood that the Muslim regimes east of Greece were good for nothing and that they would always fall back in alliance with the forces of evil.

So indeed the fight for Greece and the provocation that led to the “Dekemvriana” episodes of Athens — were not a Greek conflict, but part of the “Big Fight” at the beginning of the Cold War. A life and death “fight” that started as a civil war in Athens during the closing days of 1944, and continued till 1949, bleeding the hapless country. Indeed it started when ELAS, the communist army was renamed the “Democratic Army of Greece” and launched what indeed was a “Red Terror” belatedly claiming that they only practiced “Red Terror” during their retreat from Athens. However history shows that the communists had started their progroms ahead of the “Dekemvriana” and indeed they were responsible for the “red herring” actions of the “Agent-Provocateurs” in Athens that started the firing that led to bullets flying, and the killing of the peaceful protesters. It also led to the subsequent mass media blame, liberally thrown at the British led security forces and the Greek nationalists who saved Greece from sharing the same dystopian fate as the much maligned Soviet Republics of neighborring Albania and Bulgaria.

Because, we now know that it was the ELAS communists, who fired the first shots against the Security forces, and against the demonstrators, and thus offered the necessary provocation, that in turn was answered, and led to the firefight, that resulted in the hail of bullets that took the lives of the three innocent and peaceful young Athenian demonstrators…

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Sadly the Athenian demonstrators had been used as pawns of the Communists yet here we are, and the murdered demonstrators, can cast blame for eternity to the ideologues, the communists, and their terrorist sympathizers.

We now know conclusively through the Foreign Office archives, that it was the communist ELAS army’s actions that led to this slaughter and also to the horrid Civil War, because the communists wanted to cause an unresolved crisis in Greece, since they had planned to invite the Red Army to come marching in, from their waiting positions on the Northern borders of the country to ostensibly restore law and order. To prove the point let’s look at why ELAS took more than 15,000 prisoners from amongst the Athenian citizens with them, when they retreated to the countryside where they were settled on fighting a bitter Civil War for another five years, to no end. It is clear that they did this, because they knew the Civil War was coming — since they had started it; and they simply wanted the prisoners, in order to use them as hostages…

Yet Greece held.

And in large measure it held, because even after December 1944, and the months of violence that followed the Peace Treaty came on February and it involved everybody in a National Unity cabinet. And it held even after this patron of the Greeks, Winston Churchill was driven from power, and he was replaced as Prime Minister in Great Britain’s government and as leader of the British Parliament, with Clement Atlee the Labour Party leader who had taken control.  Still this paragon of diplomacy helped the Greeks from the background and advised the Greek prime minister Kosta Tsaldaris, to seek American help because he had to face the probability of an imminent British withdrawal. Winston Churchill traveled to America and drummed support for Greece and for stemming the communist threat and when that was over, and help was secured — the Greek PM Kosta Tsaldaris promptly visited Washington to officially seek American assistance, and that is when he received President Truman’s assurance of continued support. In it’s official response, the US State Department followed the earlier Churchill doctrine, and announced that it had formulated a plan for military intervention in Greece’s favor to save her, from the recurring communist and Red Army menace.

This pivotal diplomatic action commencing in 1945-46, and culminating in March 1947, formed the basis for an announcement by President Truman of what became known as the Truman Doctrine. This was the expression of President Truman as “Being America’s intent to intervene with adequate force, wherever communism was considered a threat.” All that had passed in Greece on Britain’s initiative was the first salvo of the Cold War. And in 1947, two important events occurred: firstly, President Truman warned the American Congress that it was America’s job to contain Communism – this became known as the Truman Doctrine – and secondly, General George Marshall came up with a plan to help Europe recover from the war using American money – this became known as the Marshall Plan. In this Revision Bite, you will learn about these policies. By 1947, Greece was one of the few countries in Eastern Europe that hadn’t turned communist. The Communists in Greece were prevented from taking over by Winston Churchill and by the British Army led by General Scobie, but later by the Greeks themselves assisted with advisers and materiel, by the American armed forces.

That this came to pass, was because of Churchill enunciating the Anti-Communist policy that the Truman doctrine came to describe — since America was becoming increasingly more powerful with it’s nuclear weapons and the parity of those weapons with the Soviet Union. The United States was now fully awake, well aware, and sufficiently alarmed by the growth of Soviet power, so much so, that when the British told Truman they could no longer afford to keep their soldiers in Greece, Truman stepped in boldly, to take over their position. In March 1947, he told the American Congress it was America’s job to stop communism from growing any stronger. This clarion call is what later came to be called the Truman Doctrine. It is often said that Truman advocated containment — stopping the Soviet getting any more powerful, but this was Churchill’s word since Truman never uttered this word and all the knowledgable Americans in authority spoke of “rolling back” communism.

In June 1947, General George Marshall made a visit to Europe to see what was needed to secure economic development in order to keep the Peace for a while longer. After speaking with Churchill, he fell in with Winston’s point of view because he came to realize that the whole of Europe was about to turn Communist because they were so poor. Upon returning back home, Marshall and Truman asked Congress for $17 billion to fund the European Recovery Program, nicknamed the Marshall Plan – to get the economy of Europe going again. Congress at first hesitated, but agreed in March 1948 when Czechoslovakia turned Communist. The aid was given in the form of food, grants to buy equipment, improvements to transport systems, and everything “from medicine to mules”. Upwards of 75% of the Marshal plan money was used to buy commodities from US suppliers: $3.5 billion was spent on raw materials; $3.2 billion on food, feed and fertiliser; $1.9 billion on machinery and vehicles; and $1.6 billion on fuel etc. Stalin forbade the Cominform countries from applying or receiving any of the Marshall plan’s American Economic Aid.

This was all foreseen by Winston Churchill since long before the end of the war, and it is memorialized by the Memoirs of his personal physician. Accordingly, the prime minister had fretted about a Russian takeover in Europe, telling his personal physician, Lord Moran: “Good God, can’t you see that the Russians are spreading across Europe like a tide? They invaded Poland, and there is nothing to prevent them from marching into Turkey and Greece.”

Yet the fact remained that the British army in Athens, had for a brief moment received the help of the infamous Security Battalions, which had served under German command during Hitler’s brutal occupation of Greece – to secure Order in Athens and to successfully keep communism at bay during the month of December 1944. This is a rather sad story and surely unfit for the great man, and for his leadership. Yet as the old saying goes: Strange times, make for strange bedfellows. No excuses here, but expedience and end results seem to have steadied his hand… even if we assume that he fully knew about the British forces cooperating with the erstwhile Greek Security Services, and how dirty they might have been. Yet we should not forget that Churchill had gone to Greece to broker a fragile peace after a terrible war and a bid to protect Greece’s liberation, from going from the one conqueror to another, yet more sinister one…

And indeed these were strange and stained times for all concerned. But the British commanders always chose their bedfellows rather well. None more so than Winston Churchill, who saw himself as another Marlborough — savior of the Free World. And to think that he had to play along with these really unsavory characters to get his wish of liberating Athens from the communists is uncharacteristic. The end did not always justify the means. Not for Winston. And there certainly was no Churchill involvement on the cooperation between Scobie’s forces and the existing Greek Security forces that had been active with Germans. There could never have been Churchill’s approval to such a plan. Never. Not even as a tacit agreement, or even as a nod, or a wink-wink. To call Churchill a cynic is impossible, and further to accuse him of knowing the situation of the involvement of British and Collaborators in Athens, and approving of it — clearly it is impossible and improbable. As for me, the necessary words to describe such betrayal of his principles — could never even be brought into apposition.

Indeed we can always describe Churchill as a Statesman full of skepticism, yet heroic and perhaps full of improvised pragmatism. That, yes. He was enthusiastic about it. But we could never accuse him of degraded and cynical statecraft. That is not even thinkable.

Yet no matter what the communists say that happened — in this case — Winston’s plan worked. It worked because with minimal loss of life, the Greek government of National Unity under Archbishop Damaskenos, a beloved patriarch of the Greek people, acting as Regent, came together. They came together and formed a cabinet, and ultimately succeeded. Some weeks later his plan would be followed-up with the Peace Treaty of Varkiza that he had tried to broker from the beginning of his arrival in Athens. This Peace Treaty put an end to the first chapter of the Civil War… The Treaty of Varkiza (also known as the Varkiza Pact or the Varkiza Peace Agreement) was signed in Varkiza (near Athens) on February 12, 1945 between the Greek Minister of Foreign Affairs and the Secretary of the Communist Party of Greece (KKE) for EAM-ELAS. One of the aspects of the accord (Article IX) called for a plebiscite to be held within the year in order to resolve any problems with the Greek Constitution. This plebiscite would help establish elections and thus create a constituent assembly that would draft a new organic law. In another aspect of the treaty, both signatories agreed that the Allies send overseers in order to verify the validity of the elections. The peace accord also promised that members of the EAM-ELAS would be permitted to participate in political activities if they surrendered their weapons. Moreover, all civil and political liberties would be guaranteed along with the undertaking by the Greek government towards establishing a nonpolitical national army.

At that point Churchill removed his finger from the breach in the dam, and let the Greeks take control of their own destiny from them on, with minimal interference… And as always internal divisions and corruption blended with discontent and lack of vision have all conspired to sink the country to a new low — where she is in bondage to the Germans once again. And she suffers what the weak must suffer, in this merciless game of “Might Makes Right” that her German occupiers firmly adhere to.

Sadly there is no Winston Churchill, nor the Oracle of Delphi to give them sage advise anymore.

Poor Greeks — when will they learn from their mistakes?

And for us, at long last, here is his providential talk, that by an accident of fate Winston managed to deliver because first he survived since the hotel’s imminent demise, was averted, and secondly, because although he got on the balcony unprotected from snipper fire except wearing his so called “bullet proof pinstripes” as he often joked about his City suit, and he delivered this amazing 15 minute speech unhurt by any flying bullets, as he opened the Athens Peace Conference where he invited the Greeks to find common ground amongst themselves… and to enter into the Peace Accord that is described well through his vision on the speech about Peace that he started in Athens and he finished in Missouri…

Out of the his Christmas speech in Athens during the Peace Conference that led to the Greek Peace Accord, and out of his related experience there, came the beginning of the most famous Cold War speech that put the Transatlantic Alliance on a new War footing and towards a new policy of Detente against the new enemy of Freedom that the Worldwide Communist menace presented.

Such is the story of the development of this important speech, that came to be the defining moment of Western Civilization’s renewed development towards Liberty and Democracy, after the Second World War.

And here, more than a year after the Athenian “Guy Fawkes” episode; is Winston Churchill presenting his “Sinews of Peace” lecture (the Iron Curtain Speech), at Westminster College in Fulton, Missouri on March 5, 1946 .

 

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“President McCluer, ladies and gentlemen, and last, but certainly not least, the President of the United States of America:

I am very glad indeed to come to Westminster College this afternoon, and I am complimented that you should give me a degree from an institution whose reputation has been so solidly established. The name “Westminster” somehow or other seems familiar to me. I feel as if I have heard of it before. Indeed now that I come to think of it, it was at Westminster that I received a very large part of my education in politics, dialectic, rhetoric, and one or two other things. In fact we have both been educated at the same, or similar, or, at any rate, kindred establishments.

It is also an honor, ladies and gentlemen, perhaps almost unique, for a private visitor to be introduced to an academic audience by the President of the United States. Amid his heavy burdens, duties, and responsibilities–unsought but not recoiled from–the President has traveled a thousand miles to dignify and magnify our meeting here to-day and to give me an opportunity of addressing this kindred nation, as well as my own countrymen across the ocean, and perhaps some other countries too. The President has told you that it is his wish, as I am sure it is yours, that I should have full liberty to give my true and faithful counsel in these anxious and baffling times. I shall certainly avail myself of this freedom, and feel the more right to do so because any private ambitions I may have cherished in my younger days have been satisfied beyond my wildest dreams. Let me however make it clear that I have no official mission or status of any kind, and that I speak only for myself. There is nothing here but what you see.

I can therefore allow my mind, with the experience of a lifetime, to play over the problems which beset us on the morrow of our absolute victory in arms, and to try to make sure with what strength I have that what has gained with so much sacrifice and suffering shall be preserved for the future glory and safety of mankind.

Ladies and gentlemen, the United States stands at this time at the pinnacle of world power. It is a solemn moment for the American Democracy. For with primacy in power is also joined an awe-inspiring accountability to the future. If you look around you, you must feel not only the sense of duty done but also you must feel anxiety lest you fall below the level of achievement. Opportunity is here and now, clear and shining for both our countries. To reject it or ignore it or fritter it away will bring upon us all the long reproaches of the after-time. It is necessary that the constancy of mind, persistency of purpose, and the grand simplicity of decision shall rule and guide the conduct of the English-speaking peoples in peace as they did in war. We must, and I believe we shall, prove ourselves equal to this severe requirement.

President McCluer, when American military men approach some serious situation they are wont to write at the head of their directive the words “over-all strategic concept”. There is wisdom in this, as it leads to clarity of thought. What then is the over-all strategic concept which we should inscribe to-day? It is nothing less than the safety and welfare, the freedom and progress, of all the homes and families of all the men and women in all the lands. And here I speak particularly of the myriad cottage or apartment homes where the wage-earner strives amid the accidents and difficulties of life to guard his wife and children from privation and bring the family up the fear of the Lord, or upon ethical conceptions which often play their potent part.

To give security to these countless homes, they must be shielded form two gaunt marauders, war and tyranny. We al know the frightful disturbance in which the ordinary family is plunged when the curse of war swoops down upon the bread-winner and those for whom he works and contrives. The awful ruin of Europe, with all its vanished glories, and of large parts of Asia glares us in the eyes. When the designs of wicked men or the aggressive urge of mighty States dissolve over large areas the frame of civilized society, humble folk are confronted with difficulties with which they cannot cope. For them is all distorted, all is broken, all is even ground to pulp.

When I stand here this quiet afternoon I shudder to visualize what is actually happening to millions now and what is going to happen in this period when famine stalks the earth. None can compute what has been called “the unestimated sum of human pain”. Our supreme task and duty is to guard the homes of the common people from the horrors and miseries of another war. We are all agreed on that.

Our American military colleagues, after having proclaimed their “over-all strategic concept” and computed available resources, always proceed to the next step — namely, the method. Here again there is widespread agreement. A world organization has already been erected for the prime purpose of preventing war. UNO, the successor of the League of Nations, with the decisive addition of the United States and all that that means, is already at work. We must make sure that its work is fruitful, that it is a reality and not a sham, that it is a force for action, and not merely a frothing of words, that it is a true temple of peace in which the shields of many nations can some day be hung up, and not merely a cockpit in a Tower of Babel. Before we cast away the solid assurances of national armaments for self-preservation we must be certain that our temple is built, not upon shifting sands or quagmires, but upon a rock. Anyone can see with his eyes open that our path will be difficult and also long, but if we persevere together as we did in the two world wars — though not, alas, in the interval between them — I cannot doubt that we shall achieve our common purpose in the end.

I have, however, a definite and practical proposal to make for action. Courts and magistrates may be set up but they cannot function without sheriffs and constables. The United Nations Organization must immediately begin to be equipped with an international armed force. In such a matter we can only go step by step, but we must begin now. I propose that each of the Powers and States should be invited to dedicate a certain number of air squadrons to the service of the world organization. These squadrons would be trained and prepared in their own countries, but would move around in rotation from one country to another. They would wear the uniforms of their own countries but with different badges. They would not be required to act against their own nation, but in other respects they would be directed by the world organization. This might be started on a modest scale and it would grow as confidence grew. I wished to see this done after the first world war, and I devoutly trust that it may be done forthwith.

It would nevertheless, ladies and gentlemen, be wrong and imprudent to entrust the secret knowledge or experience of the atomic bomb, which the United States, great Britain, and Canada now share, to the world organization, while still in its infancy. It would be criminal madness to cast it adrift in this still agitated and un-united world. No one country has slept less well in their beds because this knowledge and the method and the raw materials to apply it, are present largely retained in American hands. I do not believe we should all have slept so soundly had the positions been reversed and some Communist or neo-Facist State monopolized for the time being these dread agencies. The fear of them alone might easily have been used to enforce totalitarian systems upon the free democratic world, with consequences appalling to human imagination. God has willed that this shall not be and we have at least a breathing space to set our world house in order before this peril has to be encountered: and even then, if no effort is spared, we should still possess so formidable a superiority as to impose effective deterrents upon its employment, or threat of employment, by others. Ultimately, when the essential brotherhood of man is truly embodied and expressed in a world organization with all the necessary practical safeguards to make it effective, these powers would naturally be confided to that world organizations.

Now I come to the second of the two marauders, to the second danger which threatens the cottage homes, and the ordinary people — namely, tyranny. We cannot be blind to the fact that the liberties enjoyed by individual citizens throughout the United States and throughout the British Empire are not valid in a considerable number of countries, some of which are very powerful. In these States control is enforced upon the common people by various kinds of all-embracing police governments to a degree which is overwhelming and contrary to every principle of democracy. The power of the State is exercised without restraint, either by dictators or by compact oligarchies operating through a privileged party and a political police. It is not our duty at this time when difficulties are so numerous to interfere forcibly in the internal affairs of countries which we have not conquered in war. but we must never cease to proclaim in fearless tones the great principles of freedom and the rights of man which are the joint inheritance of the English-speaking world and which through Magna Carta, the Bill of rights, the Habeas Corpus, trial by jury, and the English common law find their most famous expression in the American Declaration of Independence.

All this means that the people of any country have the right, and should have the power by constitutional action, by free unfettered elections, with secret ballot, to choose or change the character or form of government under which they dwell; that freedom of speech and thought should reign; that courts of justice, independent of the executive, unbiased by any party, should administer laws which have received the broad assent of large majorities or are consecrated by time and custom. Here are the title deeds of freedom which should lie in every cottage home. Here is the message of the British and American peoples to mankind. Let us preach what we practice — let us practice what we preach.

though I have now stated the two great dangers which menace the home of the people, War and Tyranny, I have not yet spoken of poverty and privation which are in many cases the prevailing anxiety. But if the dangers of war and tyranny are removed, there is no doubt that science and cooperation can bring in the next few years, certainly in the next few decades, to the world, newly taught in the sharpening school of war, an expansion of material well-being beyond anything that has yet occurred in human experience.

Now, at this sad and breathless moment, we are plunged in the hunger and distress which are the aftermath of our stupendous struggle; but this will pass and may pass quickly, and there is no reason except human folly or sub-human crime which should deny to all the nations the inauguration and enjoyment of an age of plenty. I have often used words which I learn fifty years ago from a great Irish-American orator, a friend of mine, Mr. Bourke Cockran, “There is enough for all. The earth is a generous mother; she will provide in plentiful abundance food for all her children if they will but cultivate her soil in justice and peace.” So far I feel that we are in full agreement.

Now, while still pursing the method — the method of realizing our over-all strategic concept, I come to the crux of what I have traveled here to say. Neither the sure prevention of war, nor the continuous rise of world organization will be gained without what I have called the fraternal association of the English-speaking peoples. This means a special relationship between the British Commonwealth and Empire and the United States of America. Ladies and gentlemen, this is no time for generality, and I will venture to the precise. Fraternal association requires not only the growing friendship and mutual understanding between our two vast but kindred systems of society, but the continuance of the intimate relations between our military advisers, leading to common study of potential dangers, the similarity of weapons and manuals of instructions, and to the interchange of officers and cadets at technical colleges. It should carry with it the continuance of the present facilities for mutual security by the joint use of all Naval and Air Force bases in the possession of either country all over the world. This would perhaps double the mobility of the American Navy and Air Force. It would greatly expand that of the British Empire forces and it might well lead, if and as the world calms down, to important financial savings. Already we use together a large number of islands; more may well be entrusted to our joint care in the near future.

the United States has already a Permanent Defense Agreement with the Dominion of Canada, which is so devotedly attached to the British Commonwealth and the Empire. This Agreement is more effective than many of those which have been made under formal alliances. This principle should be extended to all the British Commonwealths with full reciprocity. Thus, whatever happens, and thus only, shall we be secure ourselves and able to works together for the high and simple causes that are dear to us and bode no ill to any. Eventually there may come — I feel eventually there will come — the principle of common citizenship, but that we may be content to leave to destiny, whose outstretched arm many of us can already clearly see.

There is however an important question we must ask ourselves. Would a special relationship between the United States and the British Commonwealth be inconsistent with our over-riding loyalties to the World Organization? I reply that, on the contrary, it is probably the only means by which that organization will achieve its full stature and strength. There are already the special United States relations with Canada that I have just mentioned, and there are the relations between the United States and the South American Republics. We British have also our twenty years Treaty of Collaboration and Mutual Assistance with Soviet Russia. I agree with Mr. Bevin, the Foreign Secretary of Great Britain, that it might well be a fifty years treaty so far as we are concerned. We aim at nothing but mutual assistance and collaboration with Russia. The British have an alliance with Portugal unbroken since the year 1384, and which produced fruitful results at a critical moment in the recent war. None of these clash with the general interest of a world agreement, or a world organization; on the contrary, they help it. “In my father’s house are many mansions.” Special associations between members of the United Nations which have no aggressive point against any other country, which harbor no design incompatible with the Charter of the United Nations, far from being harmful, are beneficial and, as I believe, indispensable.

I spoke earlier, ladies and gentlemen, of the Temple of Peace. Workmen from all countries must build that temple. If two of the workmen know each other particularly well and are old friends, if their families are intermingled, if they have “faith in each other’s purpose, hope in each other’s future and charity towards each other’s shortcomings” — to quote some good words I read here the other day — why cannot they work together at the common task as friends and partners? Why can they not share their tools and thus increase each other’s working powers? Indeed they must do so or else the temple may not be built, or, being built, it may collapse, and we should all be proved again unteachable and have to go and try to learn again for a third time in a school of war incomparably more rigorous than that from which we have just been released. The dark ages may return, the Stone Age may return on the gleaming wings of science, and what might now shower immeasurable material blessings upon mankind, may even bring about its total destruction. Beware, I say; time may be short. Do not let us take the course of allowing events to drift along until it is too late. If there is to be a fraternal association of the kind of I have described, with all the strength and security which both our countries can derive from it, let us make sure that that great fact is known to the world, and that it plays its part in steadying and stabilizing the foundations of peace. There is the path of wisdom. Prevention is better than the cure.

A shadow has fallen upon the scenes so lately light by the Allied victory. Nobody knows what Soviet Russia and its Communist international organization intends to do in the immediate future, or what are the limits, if any, to their expansive and proselytizing tendencies. I have a strong admiration and regard for the valiant Russian people and for my wartime comrade, Marshall Stalin. There is deep sympathy and goodwill in Britain — and I doubt not here also — towards the peoples of all the Russias and a resolve to persevere through many differences and rebuffs in establishing lasting friendships. We understand the Russian need to be secure on her western frontiers by the removal of all possibility of German aggression. We welcome Russia to her rightful place among the leading nations of the world. We welcome her flag upon the seas. Above all, we welcome, or should welcome, constant, frequent and growing contacts between the Russian people and our own people on both sides of the Atlantic. It is my duty however, for I am sure you would wish me to state the facts as I see them to you. It is my duty to place before you certain facts about the present position in Europe.

From Stettin in the Baltic to Trieste in the Adriatic an iron curtain has descended across the Continent. Behind that line lie all the capitals of the ancient states of Central and Eastern Europe. Warsaw, Berlin, Prague, Vienna, Budapest, Belgrade, Bucharest and Sofia, all these famous cities and the populations around them lie in what I must call the Soviet sphere, and all are subject in one form or another, not only to Soviet influence but to a very high and, in some cases, increasing measure of control from Moscow. Athens alone — Greece with its immortal glories — is free to decide its future at an election under British, American and French observation. The Russian-dominated Polish Government has been encouraged to make enormous and wrongful inroads upon Germany, and mass expulsions of millions of Germans on a scale grievous and undreamed-of are now taking place. The Communist parties, which were very small in all these Eastern States of Europe, have been raised to pre-eminence and power far beyond their numbers and are seeking everywhere to obtain totalitarian control. Police governments are prevailing in nearly every case, and so far, except in Czechoslovakia, there is no true democracy.

Turkey and Persia are both profoundly alarmed and disturbed at the claims which are being made upon them and at the pressure being exerted by the Moscow Government. An attempt is being made by the Russians in Berlin to build up a quasi-Communist party in their zone of occupied Germany by showing special favors to groups of left-wing German leaders. At the end of the fighting last June, the American and British Armies withdrew westward, in accordance with an earlier agreement, to a depth at some points of 150 miles upon a front of nearly four hundred miles, in order to allow our Russian allies to occupy this vast expanse of territory which the Western Democracies had conquered.

If no the Soviet Government tries, by separate action , to build up a pro-Communist Germany in their areas, this will cause new serious difficulties in the American and British zones, and will give the defeated Germans the power of putting themselves up to auction between the Soviets and the Western Democracies. Whatever conclusions may be drawn from these facts — and facts they are — this is certainly not the Liberated Europe we fought to build up. Nor is it one which contains the essentials of permanent peace.

The safety of the world, ladies and gentlemen, requires a new unity in Europe, from which no nation should be permanently outcast. It is from the quarrels of the strong parent races in Europe that the world wars we have witnessed, or which occurred in former times, have sprung. Twice in our own lifetime we have seen the United States, against their wished and their traditions, against arguments, the force of which it is impossible not to comprehend, twice we have seen them drawn by irresistible forces, into these wars in time to secure the victory of the good cause, but only after frightful slaughter and devastation have occurred. Twice the United State has had to send several millions of its young men across the Atlantic to find the war; but now war can find any nation, wherever it may dwell between dusk and dawn. Surely we should work with conscious purpose for a grand pacification of Europe, within the structure of the United Nations and in accordance with our Charter. That I feel opens a course of policy of very great importance.

In front of the iron curtain which lies across Europe are other causes for anxiety. In Italy the Communist Party is seriously hampered by having to support the Communist-trained Marshal Tito’s claims to former Italian territory at the head of the Adriatic. Nevertheless the future of Italy hangs in the balance. Again one cannot imagine a regenerated Europe without a strong France. All my public life I never last faith in her destiny, even in the darkest hours. I will not lose faith now. However, in a great number of countries, far from the Russian frontiers and throughout the world, Communist fifth columns are established and work in complete unity and absolute obedience to the directions they receive from the Communist center. Except in the British Commonwealth and in the United States where Communism is in its infancy, the Communist parties or fifth columns constitute a growing challenge and peril to Christian civilization. These are somber facts for anyone to have recite on the morrow a victory gained by so much splendid comradeship in arms and in the cause of freedom and democracy; but we should be most unwise not to face them squarely while time remains.

The outlook is also anxious in the Far East and especially in Manchuria. The Agreement which was made at Yalta, to which I was a party, was extremely favorable to Soviet Russia, but it was made at a time when no one could say that the German war might no extend all through the summer and autumn of 1945 and when the Japanese war was expected by the best judges to last for a further 18 months from the end of the German war. In this country you all so well-informed about the Far East, and such devoted friends of China, that I do not need to expatiate on the situation there.

I have, however, felt bound to portray the shadow which, alike in the west and in the east, falls upon the world. I was a minister at the time of the Versailles treaty and a close friend of Mr. Lloyd-George, who was the head of the British delegation at Versailles. I did not myself agree with many things that were done, but I have a very strong impression in my mind of that situation, and I find it painful to contrast it with that which prevails now. In those days there were high hopes and unbounded confidence that the wars were over and that the League of Nations would become all-powerful. I do not see or feel that same confidence or event he same hopes in the haggard world at the present time.

On the other hand, ladies and gentlemen, I repulse the idea that a new war is inevitable; still more that it is imminent. It is because I am sure that our fortunes are still in our own hands and that we hold the power to save the future, that I feel the duty to speak out now that I have the occasion and the opportunity to do so. I do not believe that Soviet Russia desires war. What they desire is the fruits of war and the indefinite expansion of their power and doctrines. But what we have to consider here today while time remains, is the permanent prevention of war and the establishment of conditions of freedom and democracy as rapidly as possible in all countries. Our difficulties and dangers will not be removed by closing our eyes to them. They will not be removed by mere waiting to see what happens; nor will they be removed by a policy of appeasement. What is needed is a settlement, and the longer this is delayed, the more difficult it will be and the greater our dangers will become.

From what I have seen of our Russian friends and Allies during the war, I am convinced that there is nothing they admire so much as strength, and there is nothing for which they have less respect than for weakness, especially military weakness. For that reason the old doctrine of a balance of power is unsound. We cannot afford, if we can help it, to work on narrow margins, offering temptations to a trial of strength. If the Western Democracies stand together in strict adherence to the principles will be immense and no one is likely to molest them. If however they become divided of falter in their duty and if these all-important years are allowed to slip away then indeed catastrophe may overwhelm us all.

Last time I saw it all coming and I cried aloud to my own fellow-countrymen and to the world, but no one paid any attention. Up till the year 1933 or even 1935, Germany might have been saved from the awful fate which has overtaken here and we might all have been spared the miseries Hitler let loose upon mankind. there never was a war in history easier to prevent by timely action than the one which has just desolated such great areas of the globe. It could have been prevented in my belief without the firing of a single shot, and Germany might be powerful, prosperous and honored today; but no one would listen and one by one we were all sucked into the awful whirlpool. We surely, ladies and gentlemen, I put it to you, surely, we must not let it happen again. This can only be achieved by reaching now, in 1946, by reaching a good understanding on all points with Russia under the general authority of the United Nations Organization and by the maintenance of that good understanding through many peaceful years, by the whole strength of the English-speaking world and all its connections. There is the solution which I respectfully offer to you in this Address to which I have given the title, “The Sinews of Peace”.

Let no man underrate the abiding power of the British Empire and Commonwealth. Because you see the 46 millions in our island harassed about their food supply, of which they only grow one half, even in war-time, or because we have difficulty in restarting our industries and export trade after six years of passionate war effort, do not suppose we shall not come through these dark years of privation as we have come through the glorious years of agony. Do not suppose that half a century from now you will not see 70 or 80 millions of Britons spread about the world united in defense of our traditions, and our way of life, and of the world causes which you and we espouse. If the population of the English-speaking Commonwealths be added to that of the United States with all that such co-operation implies in the air, on the sea, all over the globe and in science and in industry, and in moral force, there will be no quivering, precarious balance of power to offer its temptation to ambition or adventure.

On the contrary there will be an overwhelming assurance of security. If we adhere faithfully to the Charter of the United Nations and walk forward in sedate and sober strength seeking no one’s land or treasure, seeking to lay no arbitrary control upon the thoughts of men; if all British moral and material forces and convictions are joined with your own in fraternal association, the highroads of the future will be clear, not only for our time, but for a century to come.”

 

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And here is another inspiration of Winston Churchill coming from the first inaugural speech of Thomas Jefferson. This is the person that Winston loved most as an inspiration for a Leader, and also as a great writer, a great Statesman, and a discerning Political Philosopher. But he liked Jefferson in some good measure, also because he was the wise man who frequently used pithy quotes, and zingy aphorisms, to make a point across the spectrum of political opinion and party identification. It has been said the quote that Churchill loved more than any other that passed the lips of any American President was this one: “The God who gave us Life — also gave us Liberty”  

 

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Thomas Jefferson’s First Inaugural Address

March 4, 1801

FRIENDS AND FELLOW-CITIZENS,

“Called upon to undertake the duties of the first executive office of our country, I avail myself of the presence of that portion of my fellow-citizens which is here assembled to express my grateful thanks for the favor with which they have been pleased to look toward me, to declare a sincere consciousness that the task is above my talents, and that I approach it with those anxious and awful presentiments which the greatness of the charge and the weakness of my powers so justly inspire. A rising nation, spread over a wide and fruitful land, traversing all the seas with the rich productions of their industry, engaged in commerce with nations who feel power and forget right, advancing rapidly to destinies beyond the reach of mortal eye — when I contemplate these transcendent objects, and see the honor, the happiness, and the hopes of this beloved country committed to the issue and the auspices of this day, I shrink from the contemplation, and humble myself before the magnitude of the undertaking. Utterly, indeed, should I despair did not the presence of many whom I here see remind me that in the other high authorities provided by our Constitution I shall find resources of wisdom, of virtue, and of zeal on which to rely under all difficulties. To you, then, gentlemen, who are charged with the sovereign functions of legislation, and to those associated with you, I look with encouragement for that guidance and support which may enable us to steer with safety the vessel in which we are all embarked amidst the conflicting elements of a troubled world.

During the contest of opinion through which we have passed the animation of discussions and of exertions has sometimes worn an aspect which might impose on strangers unused to think freely and to speak and to write what they think; but this being now decided by the voice of the nation, announced according to the rules of the Constitution, all will, of course, arrange themselves under the will of the law, and unite in common efforts for the common good. All, too, will bear in mind this sacred principle, that though the will of the majority is in all cases to prevail, that will to be rightful must be reasonable; that the minority possess their equal rights, which equal law must protect, and to violate would be oppression. Let us, then, fellow-citizens, unite with one heart and one mind. Let us restore to social intercourse that harmony and affection without which liberty and even life itself are but dreary things. And let us reflect that, having banished from our land that religious intolerance under which mankind so long bled and suffered, we have yet gained little if we countenance a political intolerance as despotic, as wicked, and capable of as bitter and bloody persecutions. During the throes and convulsions of the ancient world, during the agonizing spasms of infuriated man, seeking through blood and slaughter his long-lost liberty, it was not wonderful that the agitation of the billows should reach even this distant and peaceful shore; that this should be more felt and feared by some and less by others, and should divide opinions as to measures of safety. But every difference of opinion is not a difference of principle. We have called by different names brethren of the same principle. We are all Republicans, we are all Federalists. If there be any among us who would wish to dissolve this Union or to change its republican form, let them stand undisturbed as monuments of the safety with which error of opinion may be tolerated where reason is left free to combat it. I know, indeed, that some honest men fear that a republican government can not be strong, that this Government is not strong enough; but would the honest patriot, in the full tide of successful experiment, abandon a government which has so far kept us free and firm on the theoretic and visionary fear that this Government, the world’s best hope, may by possibility want energy to preserve itself? I trust not. I believe this, on the contrary, the strongest Government on earth. I believe it the only one where every man, at the call of the law, would fly to the standard of the law, and would meet invasions of the public order as his own personal concern. Sometimes it is said that man can not be trusted with the government of himself. Can he, then, be trusted with the government of others? Or have we found angels in the forms of kings to govern him? Let history answer this question.

Let us, then, with courage and confidence pursue our own Federal and Republican principles, our attachment to union and representative government. Kindly separated by nature and a wide ocean from the exterminating havoc of one quarter of the globe; too high-minded to endure the degradations of the others; possessing a chosen country, with room enough for our descendants to the thousandth and thousandth generation; entertaining a due sense of our equal right to the use of our own faculties, to the acquisitions of our own industry, to honor and confidence from our fellow-citizens, resulting not from birth, but from our actions and their sense of them; enlightened by a benign religion, professed, indeed, and practiced in various forms, yet all of them inculcating honesty, truth, temperance, gratitude, and the love of man; acknowledging and adoring an overruling Providence, which by all its dispensations proves that it delights in the happiness of man here and his greater happiness hereafter — with all these blessings, what more is necessary to make us a happy and a prosperous people? Still one thing more, fellow-citizens — a wise and frugal Government, which shall restrain men from injuring one another, shall leave them otherwise free to regulate their own pursuits of industry and improvement, and shall not take from the mouth of labor the bread it has earned. This is the sum of good government, and this is necessary to close the circle of our felicities.

About to enter, fellow-citizens, on the exercise of duties which comprehend everything dear and valuable to you, it is proper you should understand what I deem the essential principles of our Government, and consequently those which ought to shape its Administration. I will compress them within the narrowest compass they will bear, stating the general principle, but not all its limitations. Equal and exact justice to all men, of whatever state or persuasion, religious or political; peace, commerce, and honest friendship with all nations, entangling alliances with none; the support of the State governments in all their rights, as the most competent administrations for our domestic concerns and the surest bulwarks against antirepublican tendencies; the preservation of the General Government in its whole constitutional vigor, as the sheet anchor of our peace at home and safety abroad; a jealous care of the right of election by the people — a mild and safe corrective of abuses which are lopped by the sword of revolution where peaceable remedies are unprovided; absolute acquiescence in the decisions of the majority, the vital principle of republics, from which is no appeal but to force, the vital principle and immediate parent of despotism; a well-disciplined militia, our best reliance in peace and for the first moments of war till regulars may relieve them; the supremacy of the civil over the military authority; economy in the public expense, that labor may be lightly burthened; the honest payment of our debts and sacred preservation of the public faith; encouragement of agriculture, and of commerce as its handmaid; the diffusion of information and arraignment of all abuses at the bar of the public reason; freedom of religion; freedom of the press, and freedom of person under the protection of the habeas corpus, and trial by juries impartially selected. These principles form the bright constellation which has gone before us and guided our steps through an age of revolution and reformation. The wisdom of our sages and blood of our heroes have been devoted to their attainment. They should be the creed of our political faith, the text of civic instruction, the touchstone by which to try the services of those we trust; and should we wander from them in moments of error or of alarm, let us hasten to retrace our steps and to regain the road which alone leads to peace, liberty, and safety.

I repair, then, fellow-citizens, to the post you have assigned me. With experience enough in subordinate offices to have seen the difficulties of this the greatest of all, I have learnt to expect that it will rarely fall to the lot of imperfect man to retire from this station with the reputation and the favor which bring him into it. Without pretensions to that high confidence you reposed in our first and greatest revolutionary character, whose preeminent services had entitled him to the first place in his country’s love and destined for him the fairest page in the volume of faithful history, I ask so much confidence only as may give firmness and effect to the legal administration of your affairs. I shall often go wrong through defect of judgment. When right, I shall often be thought wrong by those whose positions will not command a view of the whole ground. I ask your indulgence for my own errors, which will never be intentional, and your support against the errors of others, who may condemn what they would not if seen in all its parts. The approbation implied by your suffrage is a great consolation to me for the past, and my future solicitude will be to retain the good opinion of those who have bestowed it in advance, to conciliate that of others by doing them all the good in my power, and to be instrumental to the happiness and freedom of all.

Relying, then, on the patronage of your good will, I advance with obedience to the work, ready to retire from it whenever you become sensible how much better choice it is in your power to make. And may that Infinite Power which rules the destinies of the universe lead our councils to what is best, and give them a favorable issue for your peace and prosperity.”

 

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                                      Thomas Jefferson Second Inaugural Address

Second Inaugural Address

March 4, 1805

“Proceeding, fellow citizens, to that qualification which the constitution requires, before my entrance on the charge again conferred upon me, it is my duty to express the deep sense I entertain of this new proof of confidence from my fellow citizens at large, and the zeal with which it inspires me, so to conduct myself as may best satisfy their just expectations.

On taking this station on a former occasion, I declared the principles on which I believed it my duty to administer the affairs of our commonwealth. My conscience tells me that I have, on every occasion, acted up to that declaration, according to its obvious import, and to the understanding of every candid mind.

In the transaction of your foreign affairs, we have endeavored to cultivate the friendship of all nations, and especially of those with which we have the most important relations. We have done them justice on all occasions, favored where favor was lawful, and cherished mutual interests and intercourse on fair and equal terms. We are firmly convinced, and we act on that conviction, that with nations, as with individuals, our interests soundly calculated, will ever be found inseparable from our moral duties; and history bears witness to the fact, that a just nation is taken on its word, when recourse is had to armaments and wars to bridle others.

At home, fellow citizens, you best know whether we have done well or ill. The suppression of unnecessary offices, of useless establishments and expenses, enabled us to discontinue our internal taxes. These covering our land with officers, and opening our doors to their intrusions, had already begun that process of domiciliary vexation which, once entered, is scarcely to be restrained from reaching successively every article of produce and property. If among these taxes some minor ones fell which had not been inconvenient, it was because their amount would not have paid the officers who collected them, and because, if they had any merit, the state authorities might adopt them, instead of others less approved.

The remaining revenue on the consumption of foreign articles, is paid cheerfully by those who can afford to add foreign luxuries to domestic comforts, being collected on our seaboards and frontiers only, and incorporated with the transactions of our mercantile citizens, it may be the pleasure and pride of an American to ask, what farmer, what mechanic, what laborer, ever sees a tax-gatherer of the United States? These contributions enable us to support the current expenses of the government, to fulfil contracts with foreign nations, to extinguish the native right of soil within our limits, to extend those limits, and to apply such a surplus to our public debts, as places at a short day their final redemption, and that redemption once effected, the revenue thereby liberated may, by a just repartition among the states, and a corresponding amendment of the constitution, be applied, _in time of peace_, to rivers, canals, roads, arts, manufactures, education, and other great objects within each state. _In time of war_, if injustice, by ourselves or others, must sometimes produce war, increased as the same revenue will be increased by population and consumption, and aided by other resources reserved for that crisis, it may meet within the year all the expenses of the year, without encroaching on the rights of future generations, by burdening them with the debts of the past. War will then be but a suspension of useful works, and a return to a state of peace, a return to the progress of improvement.

I have said, fellow citizens, that the income reserved had enabled us to extend our limits; but that extension may possibly pay for itself before we are called on, and in the meantime, may keep down the accruing interest; in all events, it will repay the advances we have made. I know that the acquisition of Louisiana has been disapproved by some, from a candid apprehension that the enlargement of our territory would endanger its union. But who can limit the extent to which the federative principle may operate effectively? The larger our association, the less will it be shaken by local passions; and in any view, is it not better that the opposite bank of the Mississippi should be settled by our own brethren and children, than by strangers of another family? With which shall we be most likely to live in harmony and friendly intercourse?

In matters of religion, I have considered that its free exercise is placed by the constitution independent of the powers of the general government. I have therefore undertaken, on no occasion, to prescribe the religious exercises suited to it; but have left them, as the constitution found them, under the direction and discipline of state or church authorities acknowledged by the several religious societies.

The aboriginal inhabitants of these countries I have regarded with the commiseration their history inspires. Endowed with the faculties and the rights of men, breathing an ardent love of liberty and independence, and occupying a country which left them no desire but to be undisturbed, the stream of overflowing population from other regions directed itself on these shores; without power to divert, or habits to contend against, they have been overwhelmed by the current, or driven before it; now reduced within limits too narrow for the hunter’s state, humanity enjoins us to teach them agriculture and the domestic arts; to encourage them to that industry which alone can enable them to maintain their place in existence, and to prepare them in time for that state of society, which to bodily comforts adds the improvement of the mind and morals. We have therefore liberally furnished them with the implements of husbandry and household use; we have placed among them instructors in the arts of first necessity; and they are covered with the aegis of the law against aggressors from among ourselves.

But the endeavors to enlighten them on the fate which awaits their present course of life, to induce them to exercise their reason, follow its dictates, and change their pursuits with the change of circumstances, have powerful obstacles to encounter; they are combated by the habits of their bodies, prejudice of their minds, ignorance, pride, and the influence of interested and crafty individuals among them, who feel themselves something in the present order of things, and fear to become nothing in any other. These persons inculcate a sanctimonious reverence for the customs of their ancestors; that whatsoever they did, must be done through all time; that reason is a false guide, and to advance under its counsel, in their physical, moral, or political condition, is perilous innovation; that their duty is to remain as their Creator made them, ignorance being safety, and knowledge full of danger; in short, my friends, among them is seen the action and counteraction of good sense and bigotry; they, too, have their anti-philosophers, who find an interest in keeping things in their present state, who dread reformation, and exert all their faculties to maintain the ascendency of habit over the duty of improving our reason, and obeying its mandates.

In giving these outlines, I do not mean, fellow citizens, to arrogate to myself the merit of the measures; that is due, in the first place, to the reflecting character of our citizens at large, who, by the weight of public opinion, influence and strengthen the public measures; it is due to the sound discretion with which they select from among themselves those to whom they confide the legislative duties; it is due to the zeal and wisdom of the characters thus selected, who lay the foundations of public happiness in wholesome laws, the execution of which alone remains for others; and it is due to the able and faithful auxiliaries, whose patriotism has associated with me in the executive functions.

During this course of administration, and in order to disturb it, the artillery of the press has been levelled against us, charged with whatsoever its licentiousness could devise or dare. These abuses of an institution so important to freedom and science, are deeply to be regretted, inasmuch as they tend to lessen its usefulness, and to sap its safety; they might, indeed, have been corrected by the wholesome punishments reserved and provided by the laws of the several States against falsehood and defamation; but public duties more urgent press on the time of public servants, and the offenders have therefore been left to find their punishment in the public indignation.

Nor was it uninteresting to the world, that an experiment should be fairly and fully made, whether freedom of discussion, unaided by power, is not sufficient for the propagation and protection of truth — whether a government, conducting itself in the true spirit of its constitution, with zeal and purity, and doing no act which it would be unwilling the whole world should witness, can be written down by falsehood and defamation. The experiment has been tried; you have witnessed the scene; our fellow citizens have looked on, cool and collected; they saw the latent source from which these outrages proceeded; they gathered around their public functionaries, and when the constitution called them to the decision by suffrage, they pronounced their verdict, honorable to those who had served them, and consolatory to the friend of man, who believes he may be intrusted with his own affairs.

No inference is here intended, that the laws, provided by the State against false and defamatory publications, should not be enforced; he who has time, renders a service to public morals and public tranquillity, in reforming these abuses by the salutary coercions of the law; but the experiment is noted, to prove that, since truth and reason have maintained their ground against false opinions in league with false facts, the press, confined to truth, needs no other legal restraint; the public judgment will correct false reasonings and opinions, on a full hearing of all parties; and no other definite line can be drawn between the inestimable liberty of the press and its demoralizing licentiousness. If there be still improprieties which this rule would not restrain, its supplement must be sought in the censorship of public opinion.

Contemplating the union of sentiment now manifested so generally, as auguring harmony and happiness to our future course, I offer to our country sincere congratulations. With those, too, not yet rallied to the same point, the disposition to do so is gaining strength; facts are piercing through the veil drawn over them; and our doubting brethren will at length see, that the mass of their fellow citizens, with whom they cannot yet resolve to act, as to principles and measures, think as they think, and desire what they desire; that our wish, as well as theirs, is, that the public efforts may be directed honestly to the public good, that peace be cultivated, civil and religious liberty unassailed, law and order preserved; equality of rights maintained, and that state of property, equal or unequal, which results to every man from his own industry, or that of his fathers. When satisfied of these views, it is not in human nature that they should not approve and support them; in the meantime, let us cherish them with patient affection; let us do them justice, and more than justice, in all competitions of interest; and we need not doubt that truth, reason, and their own interests, will at length prevail, will gather them into the fold of their country, and will complete their entire union of opinion, which gives to a nation the blessing of harmony, and the benefit of all its strength.

I shall now enter on the duties to which my fellow citizens have again called me, and shall proceed in the spirit of those principles which they have approved. I fear not that any motives of interest may lead me astray; I am sensible of no passion which could seduce me knowingly from the path of justice; but the weakness of human nature, and the limits of my own understanding, will produce errors of judgment sometimes injurious to your interests. I shall need, therefore, all the indulgence I have heretofore experienced — the want of it will certainly not lessen with increasing years. I shall need, too, the favor of that Being in whose hands we are, who led our forefathers, as Israel of old, from their native land, and planted them in a country flowing with all the necessaries and comforts of life; who has covered our infancy with his providence, and our riper years with his wisdom and power; and to whose goodness I ask you to join with me in supplications, that he will so enlighten the minds of your servants, guide their councils, and prosper their measures, that whatsoever they do, shall result in your good, and shall secure to you the peace, friendship, and approbation of all nations.”

 

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Heavy stuff eh? Methinks that in this time of troubles and divisions, let us not forget the other words of Thomas Jefferson that are my own favorite words: “Let us not allow those evil men, sowing tears in the fabric of our nation, and division amongst us, to prevail upon our hearts…”

And then let’s go along with Winston Churchill and me — to read the great speech of the other standard bearer of Democracy, President Abraham Lincoln, as he spoke with conviction for his VISION of UNITING a country that had already been divided and at war with itself. This is the message Abe Lincoln gave in his first inaugural address showing his respect for the Union, his Love of country, and his respect for human rights for all people and for the Constitution. Winston Churchill was suitably impressed with this awesome speech.

Lincoln became president in 1861 as the southern states were leaving the Union. The national upheaval of secession was a grim reality at Abraham Lincoln’s inauguration. Jefferson Davis had been inaugurated as the President of the Confederacy two weeks earlier. The former Illinois Congressman had arrived in Washington by a secret route to avoid danger, and his movements were guarded by General Winfield Scott’s soldiers. Ignoring advice to the contrary, the President-elect rode with President Buchanan in an open carriage to the Capitol, where he took the oath of office on the East Portico. Chief Justice Roger Taney administered the executive oath. Already the South had it’s own President of the seven states, that had left the Union and yet, still Lincoln addressed his remarks to both the North and to the Southern secessionists.  This inaugural address is considered one of America’s great speeches, and its dramatic conclusion is one of Lincoln’s most often quoted passages.

“We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature,” Lincoln said.

 

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Here is Lincoln’s speech in it’s entirety:

 

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Abraham Lincoln’s First Inaugural Address

March 4, 1861

FELLOW CITIZENS of the United States,

“Fellow-Citizens of the United States:

In compliance with a custom as old as the Government itself, I appear before you to address you briefly and to take in your presence the oath prescribed by the Constitution of the United States to be taken by the President “before he enters on the execution of this office.”

I do not consider it necessary at present for me to discuss those matters of administration about which there is no special anxiety or excitement.

Apprehension seems to exist among the people of the Southern States that by the accession of a Republican Administration their property and their peace and personal security are to be endangered. There has never been any reasonable cause for such apprehension. Indeed, the most ample evidence to the contrary has all the while existed and been open to their inspection. It is found in nearly all the published speeches of him who now addresses you. I do but quote from one of those speeches when I declare that–

I have no purpose, directly or indirectly, to interfere with the institution of slavery in the States where it exists. I believe I have no lawful right to do so, and I have no inclination to do so.

Those who nominated and elected me did so with full knowledge that I had made this and many similar declarations and had never recanted them; and more than this, they placed in the platform for my acceptance, and as a law to themselves and to me, the clear and emphatic resolution which I now read:

‘Resolved’, That the maintenance inviolate of the rights of the States, and especially the right of each State to order and control its own domestic institutions according to its own judgment exclusively, is essential to that balance of power on which the perfection and endurance of our political fabric depend; and we denounce the lawless invasion by armed force of the soil of any State or Territory, no matter what pretext, as among the gravest of crimes.

I now reiterate these sentiments, and in doing so I only press upon the public attention the most conclusive evidence of which the case is susceptible that the property, peace, and security of no section are to be in any wise endangered by the now incoming Administration. I add, too, that all the protection which, consistently with the Constitution and the laws, can be given will be cheerfully given to all the States when lawfully demanded, for whatever cause–as cheerfully to one section as to another.

There is much controversy about the delivering up of fugitives from service or labor. The clause I now read is as plainly written in the Constitution as any other of its provisions:

No person held to service or labor in one State, under the laws thereof, escaping into another, shall in consequence of any law or regulation therein be discharged from such service or labor, but shall be delivered up on claim of the party to whom such service or labor may be due.

It is scarcely questioned that this provision was intended by those who made it for the reclaiming of what we call fugitive slaves; and the intention of the lawgiver is the law. All members of Congress swear their support to the whole Constitution–to this provision as much as to any other. To the proposition, then, that slaves whose cases come within the terms of this clause “shall be delivered up” their oaths are unanimous. Now, if they would make the effort in good temper, could they not with nearly equal unanimity frame and pass a law by means of which to keep good that unanimous oath?

There is some difference of opinion whether this clause should be enforced by national or by State authority, but surely that difference is not a very material one. If the slave is to be surrendered, it can be of but little consequence to him or to others by which authority it is done. And should anyone in any case be content that his oath shall go unkept on a merely unsubstantial controversy as to ‘how’ it shall be kept?

Again: In any law upon this subject ought not all the safeguards of liberty known in civilized and humane jurisprudence to be introduced, so that a free man be not in any case surrendered as a slave? And might it not be well at the same time to provide by law for the enforcement of that clause in the Constitution which guarantees that “the citizens of each State shall be entitled to all privileges and immunities of citizens in the several States”?

I take the official oath to-day with no mental reservations and with no purpose to construe the Constitution or laws by any hypercritical rules; and while I do not choose now to specify particular acts of Congress as proper to be enforced, I do suggest that it will be much safer for all, both in official and private stations, to conform to and abide by all those acts which stand unrepealed than to violate any of them trusting to find impunity in having them held to be unconstitutional.

It is seventy-two years since the first inauguration of a President under our National Constitution. During that period fifteen different and greatly distinguished citizens have in succession administered the executive branch of the Government. They have conducted it through many perils, and generally with great success. Yet, with all this scope of precedent, I now enter upon the same task for the brief constitutional term of four years under great and peculiar difficulty. A disruption of the Federal Union, heretofore only menaced, is now formidably attempted.

I hold that in contemplation of universal law and of the Constitution the Union of these States is perpetual. Perpetuity is implied, if not expressed, in the fundamental law of all national governments. It is safe to assert that no government proper ever had a provision in its organic law for its own termination. Continue to execute all the express provisions of our National Constitution, and the Union will endure forever, it being impossible to destroy it except by some action not provided for in the instrument itself.

Again: If the United States be not a government proper, but an association of States in the nature of contract merely, can it, as a contract, be peaceably unmade by less than all the parties who made it? One party to a contract may violate it–break it, so to speak–but does it not require all to lawfully rescind it?

Descending from these general principles, we find the proposition that in legal contemplation the Union is perpetual confirmed by the history of the Union itself. The Union is much older than the Constitution. It was formed, in fact, by the Articles of Association in 1774. It was matured and continued by the Declaration of Independence in 1776. It was further matured, and the faith of all the then thirteen States expressly plighted and engaged that it should be perpetual, by the Articles of Confederation in 1778. And finally, in 1787, one of the declared objects for ordaining and establishing the Constitution was “to form a more perfect Union.”

But if destruction of the Union by one or by a part only of the States be lawfully possible, the Union is ‘less’ perfect than before the Constitution, having lost the vital element of perpetuity.

It follows from these views that no State upon its own mere motion can lawfully get out of the Union; that ‘resolves’ and ‘ordinances’ to that effect are legally void, and that acts of violence within any State or States against the authority of the United States are insurrectionary or revolutionary, according to circumstances.

I therefore consider that in view of the Constitution and the laws the Union is unbroken, and to the extent of my ability, I shall take care, as the Constitution itself expressly enjoins upon me, that the laws of the Union be faithfully executed in all the States. Doing this I deem to be only a simple duty on my part, and I shall perform it so far as practicable unless my rightful masters, the American people, shall withhold the requisite means or in some authoritative manner direct the contrary. I trust this will not be regarded as a menace, but only as the declared purpose of the Union that it ‘will’ constitutionally defend and maintain itself.

In doing this there needs to be no bloodshed or violence, and there shall be none unless it be forced upon the national authority. The power confided to me will be used to hold, occupy, and possess the property and places belonging to the Government and to collect the duties and imposts; but beyond what may be necessary for these objects, there will be no invasion, no using of force against or among the people anywhere. Where hostility to the United States in any interior locality shall be so great and universal as to prevent competent resident citizens from holding the Federal offices, there will be no attempt to force obnoxious strangers among the people for that object. While the strict legal right may exist in the Government to enforce the exercise of these offices, the attempt to do so would be so irritating and so nearly impracticable withal that I deem it better to forego for the time the uses of such offices.

The mails, unless repelled, will continue to be furnished in all parts of the Union. So far as possible the people everywhere shall have that sense of perfect security which is most favorable to calm thought and reflection. The course here indicated will be followed unless current events and experience shall show a modification or change to be proper, and in every case and exigency my best discretion will be exercised, according to circumstances actually existing and with a view and a hope of a peaceful solution of the national troubles and the restoration of fraternal sympathies and affections.

That there are persons in one section or another who seek to destroy the Union at all events and are glad of any pretext to do it I will neither affirm nor deny; but if there be such, I need address no word to them. To those, however, who really love the Union may I not speak?

Before entering upon so grave a matter as the destruction of our national fabric, with all its benefits, its memories, and its hopes, would it not be wise to ascertain precisely why we do it? Will you hazard so desperate a step while there is any possibility that any portion of the ills you fly from have no real existence? Will you, while the certain ills you fly to are greater than all the real ones you fly from, will you risk the commission of so fearful a mistake?

All profess to be content in the Union if all constitutional rights can be maintained. Is it true, then, that any right plainly written in the Constitution has been denied? I think not. Happily, the human mind is so constituted that no party can reach to the audacity of doing this. Think, if you can, of a single instance in which a plainly written provision of the Constitution has ever been denied. If by the mere force of numbers a majority should deprive a minority of any clearly written constitutional right, it might in a moral point of view justify revolution; certainly would if such right were a vital one. But such is not our case. All the vital rights of minorities and of individuals are so plainly assured to them by affirmations and negations, guaranties and prohibitions, in the Constitution that controversies never arise concerning them. But no organic law can ever be framed with a provision specifically applicable to every question which may occur in practical administration. No foresight can anticipate nor any document of reasonable length contain express provisions for all possible questions. Shall fugitives from labor be surrendered by national or by State authority? The Constitution does not expressly say. ‘May’ Congress prohibit slavery in the Territories? The Constitution does not expressly say. ‘Must’ Congress protect slavery in the Territories? The Constitution does not expressly say.

From questions of this class spring all our constitutional controversies, and we divide upon them into majorities and minorities. If the minority will not acquiesce, the majority must, or the Government must cease. There is no other alternative, for continuing the Government is acquiescence on one side or the other. If a minority in such case will secede rather than acquiesce, they make a precedent which in turn will divide and ruin them, for a minority of their own will secede from them whenever a majority refuses to be controlled by such minority. For instance, why may not any portion of a new confederacy a year or two hence arbitrarily secede again, precisely as portions of the present Union now claim to secede from it? All who cherish disunion sentiments are now being educated to the exact temper of doing this.

Is there such perfect identity of interests among the States to compose a new union as to produce harmony only and prevent renewed secession?

Plainly the central idea of secession is the essence of anarchy. A majority held in restraint by constitutional checks and limitations, and always changing easily with deliberate changes of popular opinions and sentiments, is the only true sovereign of a free people. Whoever rejects it does of necessity fly to anarchy or to despotism. Unanimity is impossible. The rule of a minority, as a permanent arrangement, is wholly inadmissible; so that, rejecting the majority principle, anarchy or despotism in some form is all that is left.

I do not forget the position assumed by some that constitutional questions are to be decided by the Supreme Court, nor do I deny that such decisions must be binding in any case upon the parties to a suit as to the object of that suit, while they are also entitled to very high respect and consideration in all parallel cases by all other departments of the Government. And while it is obviously possible that such decision may be erroneous in any given case, still the evil effect following it, being limited to that particular case, with the chance that it may be overruled and never become a precedent for other cases, can better be borne than could the evils of a different practice. At the same time, the candid citizen must confess that if the policy of the Government upon vital questions affecting the whole people is to be irrevocably fixed by decisions of the Supreme Court, the instant they are made in ordinary litigation between parties in personal actions the people will have ceased to be their own rulers, having to that extent practically resigned their Government into the hands of that eminent tribunal. Nor is there in this view any assault upon the court or the judges. It is a duty from which they may not shrink to decide cases properly brought before them, and it is no fault of theirs if others seek to turn their decisions to political purposes.

One section of our country believes slavery is ‘right’ and ought to be extended, while the other believes it is ‘wrong’ and ought not to be extended. This is the only substantial dispute. The fugitive-slave clause of the Constitution and the law for the suppression of the foreign slave trade are each as well enforced, perhaps, as any law can ever be in a community where the moral sense of the people imperfectly supports the law itself. The great body of the people abide by the dry legal obligation in both cases, and a few break over in each. This, I think, can not be perfectly cured, and it would be worse in both cases ‘after’ the separation of the sections than before. The foreign slave trade, now imperfectly suppressed, would be ultimately revived without restriction in one section, while fugitive slaves, now only partially surrendered, would not be surrendered at all by the other.

Physically speaking, we can not separate. We can not remove our respective sections from each other nor build an impassable wall between them. A husband and wife may be divorced and go out of the presence and beyond the reach of each other, but the different parts of our country can not do this. They can not but remain face to face, and intercourse, either amicable or hostile, must continue between them. Is it possible, then, to make that intercourse more advantageous or more satisfactory ‘after’ separation than ‘before’? Can aliens make treaties easier than friends can make laws? Can treaties be more faithfully enforced between aliens than laws can among friends? Suppose you go to war, you can not fight always; and when, after much loss on both sides and no gain on either, you cease fighting, the identical old questions, as to terms of intercourse, are again upon you.

This country, with its institutions, belongs to the people who inhabit it. Whenever they shall grow weary of the existing Government, they can exercise their ‘constitutional’ right of amending it or their ‘revolutionary’ right to dismember or overthrow it. I can not be ignorant of the fact that many worthy and patriotic citizens are desirous of having the National Constitution amended. While I make no recommendation of amendments, I fully recognize the rightful authority of the people over the whole subject, to be exercised in either of the modes prescribed in the instrument itself; and I should, under existing circumstances, favor rather than oppose a fair opportunity being afforded the people to act upon it. I will venture to add that to me the convention mode seems preferable, in that it allows amendments to originate with the people themselves, instead of only permitting them to take or reject propositions originated by others, not especially chosen for the purpose, and which might not be precisely such as they would wish to either accept or refuse. I understand a proposed amendment to the Constitution–which amendment, however, I have not seen–has passed Congress, to the effect that the Federal Government shall never interfere with the domestic institutions of the States, including that of persons held to service. To avoid misconstruction of what I have said, I depart from my purpose not to speak of particular amendments so far as to say that, holding such a provision to now be implied constitutional law, I have no objection to its being made express and irrevocable.

The Chief Magistrate derives all his authority from the people, and they have referred none upon him to fix terms for the separation of the States. The people themselves can do this if also they choose, but the Executive as such has nothing to do with it. His duty is to administer the present Government as it came to his hands and to transmit it unimpaired by him to his successor.

Why should there not be a patient confidence in the ultimate justice of the people? Is there any better or equal hope in the world? In our present differences, is either party without faith of being in the right? If the Almighty Ruler of Nations, with His eternal truth and justice, be on your side of the North, or on yours of the South, that truth and that justice will surely prevail by the judgment of this great tribunal of the American people.

By the frame of the Government under which we live this same people have wisely given their public servants but little power for mischief, and have with equal wisdom provided for the return of that little to their own hands at very short intervals. While the people retain their virtue and vigilance no Administration by any extreme of wickedness or folly can very seriously injure the Government in the short space of four years.

My countrymen, one and all, think calmly and ‘well’ upon this whole subject. Nothing valuable can be lost by taking time. If there be an object to ‘hurry’ any of you in hot haste to a step which you would never take ‘deliberately’, that object will be frustrated by taking time; but no good object can be frustrated by it. Such of you as are now dissatisfied still have the old Constitution unimpaired, and, on the sensitive point, the laws of your own framing under it; while the new Administration will have no immediate power, if it would, to change either. If it were admitted that you who are dissatisfied hold the right side in the dispute, there still is no single good reason for precipitate action. Intelligence, patriotism, Christianity, and a firm reliance on Him who has never yet forsaken this favored land are still competent to adjust in the best way all our present difficulty.

In ‘your’ hands, my dissatisfied fellow-countrymen, and not in ‘mine’, is the momentous issue of civil war. The Government will not assail ‘you’. You can have no conflict without being yourselves the aggressors. ‘You’ have no oath registered in heaven to destroy the Government, while I shall have the most solemn one to “preserve, protect, and defend it.”

I am loath to close. We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.”

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In 1865, Lincoln was already planning the difficult process of reunification. Many thousands of people showed up to hear Lincoln speak on Saturday, March 4, 1865 , including John Wilkes Booth. His second inauguration speech is now part of the Lincoln Memorial.  He recast that theme of reconciliation in his second inaugural address. This speech containing just 698 words, is the speech that Winston Churchill always considered the best, including its magnificent conclusion…

And as fate would have it after four horrid years of bloody civil war, victorious Abraham Lincoln was preparing to unify the nation, after the end of the Civil War in the North’s favor, and he had just secured the Emancipation of all Americans of all races…

And although he saw the Peace he sought, he did not enjoy the fruits of it because he would be killed within a month of delivering his second inaugural speech closing with the most imitable words: “With malice toward none; with charity for all; with firmness in the right, as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation’s wounds; to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow, and his orphan — to do all which may achieve and cherish a just, and lasting peace, among ourselves, and with all nations.”

 

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In it’s entirety here is Lincoln’s second inaugural address:

 

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Abraham Lincoln’s Second Inaugural Address

March 4, 1865

FELLOW CITIZENS of the United States,

“At this second appearing to take the oath of the Presidential office there is less occasion for an extended address than there was at the first. Then a statement somewhat in detail of a course to be pursued seemed fitting and proper. Now, at the expiration of four years, during which public declarations have been constantly called forth on every point and phase of the great contest which still absorbs the attention and engrosses the energies of the nation, little that is new could be presented. The progress of our arms, upon which all else chiefly depends, is as well known to the public as to myself, and it is, I trust, reasonably satisfactory and encouraging to all. With high hope for the future, no prediction in regard to it is ventured.

On the occasion corresponding to this four years ago all thoughts were anxiously directed to an impending civil war. All dreaded it, all sought to avert it. While the inaugural address was being delivered from this place, devoted altogether to saving the Union without war, insurgent agents were in the city seeking to destroy it without war, seeking to dissolve the Union and divide effects by negotiation. Both parties deprecated war, but one of them would make war rather than let the nation survive, and the other would accept war rather than let it perish, and the war came.

One-eighth of the whole population were colored slaves, not distributed generally over the Union, but localized in the southern part of it. These slaves constituted a peculiar and powerful interest. All knew that this interest was somehow the cause of the war. To strengthen, perpetuate, and extend this interest was the object for which the insurgents would rend the Union even by war, while the Government claimed no right to do more than to restrict the territorial enlargement of it. Neither party expected for the war the magnitude or the duration which it has already attained. Neither anticipated that the cause of the conflict might cease with or even before the conflict itself should cease. Each looked for an easier triumph, and a result less fundamental and astounding. Both read the same Bible and pray to the same God, and each invokes His aid against the other. It may seem strange that any men should dare to ask a just God’s assistance in wringing their bread from the sweat of other men’s faces, but let us judge not, that we be not judged. The prayers of both could not be answered. That of neither has been answered fully. The Almighty has His own purposes. “Woe unto the world because of offenses; for it must needs be that offenses come, but woe to that man by whom the offense cometh.” If we shall suppose that American slavery is one of those offenses which, in the providence of God, must needs come, but which, having continued through His appointed time, He now wills to remove, and that He gives to both North and South this terrible war as the woe due to those by whom the offense came, shall we discern therein any departure from those divine attributes which the believers in a living God always ascribe to Him? Fondly do we hope, fervently do we pray, that this mighty scourge of war may speedily pass away. Yet, if God wills that it continue until all the wealth piled by the bondsman’s two hundred and fifty years of unrequited toil shall be sunk, and until every drop of blood drawn with the lash shall be paid by another drawn with the sword, as was said three thousand years ago, so still it must be said “the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.

With malice toward none, with charity for all, with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in, to bind up the nation’s wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle and for his widow and his orphan, to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations.”

 

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Mere weeks after this second inaugural address, the great Abraham Lincoln gave us more than any other President by ‘offering’ his Life as a sacrifice. And by giving his example as a guiding light for ever. He was magnanimous to the end, and upon arrival of Peace and the unconditional surrender of the South — he did not persecute the Southern apostates, hoping to heal the divisions and bring the country together.  This he did through his spilled blood. Something like the blood of the lamb of God appealed to the hearts of all the Christian people of this country and they all chose to forgive and forget and go on as brother snaps sisters together form then on forward. Magnanimity to a beaten foe, is the greatest of virtues after a bloody war is ended…

Winston paid attention to that lesson.

And now it’s good to know where Winston drew his inspiration because it was not classical Greece that gave Winston his bearings, but it was the place that gave him his amazing powers of Oracular wisdom as he went to Delphi penitent to receive the skill of Oratory from the mouth of God…

Classic Greece is not to be confused with her present sorry state of bankruptcy and debauchery, because her recent inhabitants are not made of the same stern stuff….

Yet in the time Winston visited there were still plenty of great people that befriended him and he ended up having life long relationships and great friends to the point that at long last after the war he was given a ‘homehouse’ there for his holidays and restful pursuits — as a small sign of gratitude for his Herculian effort to liberate this poor and heroic nation.

But Greece also had baths… and when Winston found out — he took to it like a fish to water, because Churchill was always something of a connoisseur of baths and their many therapeutic effects of induced R&R, medicinal value, and almost meditational effects for mental concentration. So in Greece he literally jumped into them…

He loved baths so much that he took a tin bathtub with him when he went to serve in the trenches of the Somme during the height of the First World War, and he freely allowed his fellow officers and fighting men to make use of it, along with his scotch and cigars to give them some measure of relaxation and delousing in that very demanding and terribly dirty battlefield of mud and blood.

So when later Winston discovered the baths in Greece — he jumped into it. Literally.

He spent quite a few days in Thermopylae at the posh hotel ‘Galini’ (=Serenity), and at Olympia in the Cyllini resort by the sea, and he made the happy discovery that the baths helped ease the pain of his severely dislocated shoulder from that boat jumping accident in India and also helped his body in weird and unusual ways that his bathtub with tepid warm water in London didn’t quite help.

Baths loved Winston and he loved them back. Indeed he loved Thermopylae so much that he would also walk up the hills and see the battlefield, and he would kick around some dirt with his scuffed walking shoes, and invariably uncover some treasure of broken ceramic art, from an ancient vessel, or he would collect stones and rusted Persian arrow-heads that are strewn everywhere — from that long ago battle that colors history to this day as the bravest field of Honour the world has ever known.

These important historical events that interested Churchill greatly, like the battle of Leonidas, and the 300 Spartans, against the one Million men army of the Persian King, taking place in Thermopylae and the other Greek monuments, marking the greatest places of History and the people that Winston loved, such as Leonidas, Isocrates, Philipp the Macedon, and Alexander the Great. The fact that after the war years Winston Churchill was instrumental in securing the future of the English monarchy by introducing the idea of young Prince Philip of Greece meeting and marrying the English princess Elizabeth, that was surely slated to succeed her father the beloved King George VI, is a rather interesting connection because this young girl, the princess Elizabeth — was in short order going to succeed her ailing father and thus become the longest reigning British Monarch. Indeed the arrangement for the matrimonial union succeeded and in November of 1947 the English princess Elizabeth married the Greek prince Philip thus cementing forever the alliance of the two nations.

Later as a Queen, Elizabeth and her family traveled to Greece often and still do to this day…

Queen Elizabeth II celebrated her diamond jubilee, of 60 years on the throne, in 2012, as she has been the head of state in the United Kingdom since February 6, 1952. This is the same Queen Elizabeth of today — the longest serving Sovereign of England in History. In this year of 2017, Queen Elizabeth II has become the longest reigning monarch in the 1,000 years of British history, because she has surpassed both King George III, who reigned for more than 59 years, and her great grandmother, Queen Victoria who reigned for more than 63 years, from 1837 until 1901, and who has now been relegated to second place in longevity as Regina.

Queen Elizabeth II has as of today been the British, the United Kingdom and the Commonwealth Queen, for more than 65 years serving her people honorably, and keeping the Crown in her steady hands. As a guarantor of that peculiar document — the unwritten English constitution. And the Queen works tirelessly for the Good of the longest continuously living and thriving Democracy of the world. And perhaps that is why we are thrilled for her success, and that of her family, because as it turns out she has been a Great Queen. A great Monarch, not just because of her longevity, but maybe because she was not born directly in the line of succession to the throne, and she had to earn her place in History, very much like Winston had to and they both succeeded brilliantly. Indeed when her father King George III acceded to the throne after the abdication of his brother, King Edward VIII, he already started grooming Elizabeth for her place in history because he must have felt that he was not long of this world. The Queen acceded to the throne at the age of 25 after the death of her beloved father, King George VI who himself was the best British King of the last few centuries. Queen Elizabeth who had already married Prince Philip since 1947, was on an African safari when her father passed and had to come home in hast for assuming the throne. Today, the Queen has three sons and one daughter, and is still married to her sweetheart seventy years later…

Incredible and indeed well done Winnie, because largely thanks to Winston Churchill and his quiet diplomatic and personal ‘offices’ — we can now say ‘Long Live Elizabeth Regina’ or the more common cry of  ‘God Save The Queen.’ The very same Queen who is still today married to her prince charming Philip of Greece that she wed because of Winston Churchill’s Greek journeys and fascination with this small country that he loved so much because she has given so much to the world. The country of Greece that due to Winston’s patronage and tenacity to fight for it during the Second World War and in the interminable conferences at Yalta, Potsdam, and Teheran — is still Free and at Liberty from the Communist yoke that all other Eastern, Central and lower European countries which had fallen under the spell of the communists and the Red Army; had to suffer through seventy years all locked up on ‘ice’ inside the gray and cold Gulag of the communist nations association, alternatively referred as the Union of the Soviet Republics.

This is Winston’s Greece, a place he was interested in, from the time that he was a very young boy playing with toy soldiers in his bedroom. And she had great warm baths too like the ones his ‘Woom” Mrs Everest prepared for him when he was a growing up as fatherless, lovesick, and loveless child.

In Greece Winston Churchill also found plenty of loving and adoring solid friends that were not overbearing in the style of the zealous British passive aggressive manner. Greek friends were sincere and joyous living in the moment whether placed in high and powerful places as well as in normal and lowly places — and he was an instant ‘hit’ amongst the random people that he came into contact with. And it was them that gave him plenty of warm friendship and even tender loving care, like only the ‘salt of the earth’ Greek people know how to give. And over the years of his holidays and his indulgence in bathing in therapeutic hot-bath water in places like the spa towns of Cyllini  and how he made friends with people, like Aristotle Onassis the wealthiest person on earth at this time and the other shipping magnates and Greek tycoons who believed in the power of the seven seas and the commerce and power they wield for a naval empire or the Men who understand the power of the fleet traveling across her. And modern Greeks who loved Pythia for her amazing gift, as the ancient Greek word ‘Pythia’ means ‘convincing truth.’

Popular wisdom would say that she was always ‘High’ and that excused her from the overbearing political correctness and the necessary deference towards the Kings, the Princes & the Great leaders of her times. As long as the Delphic Oracle tradition lasted and indeed it held for more than a couple Thousand years — the “Pythia” never suffered fools easily and she never had to observe the niceties, the political correctness, the white lies, the obvious lies, or any of society’s customary betrayals of truth that is so prevalent in this world. Telling “Truth To Power” was the Oracle’s  ‘schtick’ and she did that religiously over many more years than any nation has been alive and well. Indeed quite a few times this practice of Pythia earned her a painful death, but that is why the young virgin was to be always just the face of the Oracle and the High priests cultivating her intelligence and giving her the ‘oracles’ were well away insulated from the wrath of the Imperial anger, when the prophecy didn’t fit the expectations of powerful men like Nero who killed the Pythia in a horrible manner for calling him out as a ‘Marticide’ since he had earlier murdered his own mother…

Immediately another young virgin waiting on the wings would step up to the hot seat and start delivering the truth of the Oracle. Many years before the Romans even came onto the historical horizon — Achilles Mother asked the fate of her son — should he go to fight in the Trojan war… and received the dubious answer. His mother was the immortal nymph Thetis, and his father, the mortal Peleus, was the king of the Myrmidons. Achilles’ most notable feat during the Trojan War was the slaying of the Trojan hero Royal Prince Hector, outside the gates of Imperial Troy.  That was the Oracle that described Achilles fate and that of his brotherly friend Patroclus too. And the ultimate fate of the Greek campaign against the city state of Troia where today’s ‘Chanak’ is the epicentre site of the British expeditionary force and of that of the ANZAC forces against the Germans and the Turks fortified in the Dardanelles. An attack that Winston Churchill had designed and undertook so many years later in another epic campaign to ‘stich’ a hole in the soft underbelly of the enemy far away from the horribly static and awfully bloody, trench warfare of the European Western Front.

Yet this was a brilliantly conceived — yet in all truth a terribly ill executed campaign; that saw pretty much the same amount of death, blood, and destruction for both sides, as the earlier Trojan war more than three thousand year earlier.

Winston knew the ancient histories quite well and he remembered the score, and now saw his war campaign, as correctly solving an ancient riddle, that came to us through memory and Homeric verse. He was dreaming as if he were a new and virulent young Achilles, with contagious Courage for fighting and wanting to fight far more than the old generals and the admirals could ever stomach. All the old issues about his risk taking surfaced all over again and the old fuddy daddies prevented the fleet and the army from fully engaging at the beginning of the conflict — when they had the element of surprise — and thus were repelled and did not persevere until they had lost all of their will for battle. That and the fact that they couldn’t take the initiative early on, to get a quick victory, because the allied forces simply had lost heart — drove Winston into a deep melancholy and despairing sadness. He was depressed and desperate and on top of that, he was blamed for the Dardanelles disaster fully. There was nothing left except to give up his life willingly by joining the trench warfare where he could hide his shame and regain the respect of Leadership Command. Same as Achilles had done in the early days of the Trojan war, when he had gotten into an argument with the leading General of the Campaign and had thereafter stayed sulking in his tent, until his friend Patrocleus was killed in battle wearing his Hifestian armor.  Achilles right then ‘woke-up’ and joined the fray because he felt that he had to avenge Patrocleus, and he did this brilliantly in an epic duel where he ended the battle by slaying his friend’s killer and thus fulfilling the prophesy of Delphi… and in the process sealing his own fate.

And as the Delphic Oracle was not afraid of revealing her “truth” and giving her answers in forms of questions, riddles and axiomatic theorems — she caused the powerful “Visitor” to think largely out of the box, and to be guided to face all elements and differing or conflicting sides of the “Issue” and thus come up with the “New Truth” and the ‘Solution” to the “problem” that was not visible before.

As for the other popular stories about the young nubile priestesses of “Pythia” cavorting with her visitors — it was just the way to keep the “Questor” and the “Visitor” in her thrall, and thus during the night that he had to spend there, to allow him to sleep under the auspices of Asclepius, and Apollo, so that he gets cured of his “blindness” and thus face reality and solve the riddle, or find the Truth, and deeply understand her Message.  That is how “Pythia” found her groove and let people know the “Truth” without killing the Messenger.

The Oracle of Apollo – Pythia, was always represented like a beautiful waif. A semi-nude virgin, stoned out of her gourd, and in a state of trance spouting out incoherencies. Incoherent yet powerful truths that caused you to think long and hard in order to discern the truth behind them. … and to choose a course of action.

Beautiful, young, and stupid perhaps she were — but she led the “Questor” with alacrity and single mindedness of purpose to a “New Understanding”  of his quest, by causing him to question himself through the process of intuitive and internal discovery that the leading internal questions inevitably generate.

Clearly the Oracle of Delphi, was a well organized Peace Seeking Organization — very much like the United Nations of Today. And indeed it was considered a place of ‘parlay” and a place of “peace.”  If two warring hegemons came to visit the Oracle at the same time — there would be no hostilities — just a deferential understanding under the auspices of the God Apollo and his Pythian priestesses, priests, guards, and peace makers — who were indeed more powerful that the leaders of the day that had large standing armies…

On the other hand there was the treasury of Delphi into which they had all contributed, and that is why Pythia’s capacity to engender this “Inner Search” for “Truth” to the Hegemons, revealed both the deep intelligence that this network of temple “Truth Seekers” spread throughout the ancient world, could gather, and the vast intelligence apparatus and forecasting abilities, they could bring to bear.

Yet on a simpler level the Questors, the Visitors, and the lay people always remembered the young punch drunk virginal priestess who had little qualms about telling the “Truth” to her powerful interlocutors. And her influence on culture has persisted to this day, when we say that you can only hear the truth from a young person and a drunk one at that…

Yet in her day, Pythia, would be far more organized and disciplined on her prophesies and aphorisms than a simple young drunk person could ever be. After all she was carrying the words of the Spirit of God. The journey to the inner sanctum of the God Apollo, would start with the other priests and priestesses interviewing the Visitor that had the Questions for the God… These representatives of the Oracle would always start the journey of the Questor to the inner sanctum of the temple where all his questions would be answered, by asking leading philosophical questions to her royal visitors, and thus leading them to an inner journey into their own souls?

It was thus that the Royals had to find their own personal ‘inner sanctum’ in their heart and minds — before they were allowed into the inner sanctum of Temple of Apollo where they could meet the Oracle itself emanating out of the young virgin called “Pythia.”

And it was this knowledge that arose from the inner search that truly framed the One important Question the Sovereign seeker had to ask of the God…

So the Royal Visitor had to start by answering simple questions such as:

“What is your knowledge of Self?”

“Or what is your world like?”

And after a little time of introspection at the mountainous retreat — he might have become a very different person having found his own question by removing his own inner doubts and thus becoming ready for the Oracle’s answer no matter what that might be. And over the course of the night that he had to spend at the temple — he clearly must have been visited by the God of Dreams the ultimate Physician of Healing, the ever present and all healing Asclepius — who no doubt presided over Delphi just as much as Apollo did, and worked his almighty night-magic that led to healing, therapy, rest, refresh, and thus guided the Human Being safely back into the nightly descent into Hades, and the morning time ascent back up into the light, and into the embrace of the son of God… the all seeing and all curing Sun.

Apollo was the son of God, and Pythia was the deliverer of his Oracular Prophesy, as she was represented by various young priestesses that had to be the “Pythia” of the day, and they had to deliver God’s version of the Truth, in ways that served both God and People. And if the Hegemon was a decent person asking a fair question — he just might get a fair answer. Provided that after his sojourn to the Temple of Delphi, he distilled his many questions into a simple one and only ‘One Question” that he had to ask himself of the Oracle in his interview with the Priestess called ‘Pythia.’

And then the ‘Questor’ would receive a simple answer. One sentence answer, or a rhyme, or a poem, or simple ‘koan’ only, that needed to be then interpreted by the person asking the question and his cohorts after lengthy discourse and thoughtful examination. No lengthy explanatory answers were ever given, and no follow up questions were ever allowed to be asked. The “babe” was in a trance obviously stoned beyond help and her words were delivered from the mouth of this “babe” but they surely came from the God above, because the beautiful virgin perched naked on a high stool, while dressed only in white puffs from the swirls of the narcotic smoke emanating from the burning cannabis under her stool — could scarcely utter anything else.

But her answers were always brilliant. She delivered these divine utterances as the “Great Answers” to the ‘Great Questions’ of the Day and Age. The Oracle’s influence was magnificent…

Through the mouth of the Priestess ‘Pythia’ the God Apollo, gave famous answers that have lived down in History to this day… He offered answers to major dilemmas such as when a young man goes to war to fight the enemy: Is he ever coming back?  

Indeed this very question was asked of the Oracle and this is the brilliant answer that was received in response: “You come, you go not – in the war you die.”

This prophetic answer from the lips of virginal “Pythia” could be easily understood either way, depending on where you would choose to place the missing comma.

So this ancient “Babe in the Woods” would answer some incredibly difficult questions with some far too brilliant answers. Of course ahead of the “Babe’s” offering the answer called “Hrismos,” the priests and the priestesses would ask some leading intelligent questions during the overnight stay of the “Questor” — well before he asked his one question to the Oracle in person. This interaction with the distinguished “Visitor” around Supper and the Symposium, had the sole purpose to create a frame of understanding, in order to establish the mindset of the Royal Visitor, and of his “Quest” to be able to receive this “Wise Truth” and to be able to fully engage with it and act upon it for the benefit of his people and of the ancient world.

Lofty Goals for a simple Intelligence Agency and a Talking Shop like the UN and the CIA are today in comparison to the ancient Delphi that played this dual role.

Visitors were always testing the Powers of the Oracle, by asking the attendant priests their own questions in hypothetical form, during the supper and the symposia on the eve of their arrival and well before they could ask their ONE QUESTION to the oracle itself. And thus many Hypothetical Questions that were asked of the Priests, in order to lead to discernment and understanding, were the questions that led the priests to inform the Oracle about the state of mind of the visitor and of his quest. That is also the basis of the tradition of Socratic dialogue where you ask the proper questions in order to find the Truth.

The questions that the priests always threw at their “Questors” and “Visitors” were varied, but were always brilliant such as this one here, that has survived the test of time:

“What is the nature of reality?”

“What if there were no hypothetical questions?”

“What if yourself is outside of you?”

I am certain that you get the idea…

The Oracle was hugely influential in it’s entirety and that syndicate of priests and acolytes, had a tremendous amount of Power in the ancient world, but the “Pythia” herself was a smart cookie too, and perhaps a bit of a wise ass, and there is some evidence that she was actually never “high” or stoned but simply playing the part of the ‘Baby’ arising from the smoke in order to be able to communicate like a Medium with the God Apollo.

A bit of ‘smoke and mirrors’ and a ‘naked chick’ seated on a high stool, in a bar, stoned or not, in the end of the day, and in the final analysis this was both the CIA, and the UN of her day and  the oracle of Delphi, indeed changed the fate of the World as we know it based on their Intelligent Answers called ‘Hrismos’ in the ancient Greek language.

However strong the ‘smoke’ that Pythia inhaled might have been — it is important to remember that this Oracle and it’s priestesses and priests  presiding over the Oracle of Apollo at Delphi, managed to survive for more than a thousand years that we know of. And they must have given much value, important knowledge, and wise support, to all of the Leaders treading their way to this remote mountain valley in the center of Ancient Greece, in order to have stayed in business for more than a Millennium. 

Yet they also found much usefulness as being the center of the Alliance of the Amphictyonic League of City States that provided a stable and peaceful period through the use of “parlay” otherwise known as the “Talk Therapy” of Politics and Diplomacy…

In essence this Delphic Oracle brokered Peace as it’s primary duty — same as the more modern version of it, Winston Churchill always attempted to do…

Sometimes successfully too.

To be continued…

 

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | May 2, 2017

What Would Churchill Do?

Read on…

Read on and keep on reading, as these are the beginning pages, and the Introduction chapter of my latest book aptly titled thus:

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CHURCHILL

THE ART OF POWER

  • STATESMANSHIP
  • LESSONS ON LEADERSHIP
  • CHURCHILL ON CHURCHILL

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‘What Would Churchill Do?’

This new book will be available in daily installments of a chapter a day. In short the whole book, and all three volumes of it, will be serialized here at the Bleeding Edge Blog.

And you can start reading it now, as we start with this Prologue and the Introduction along with the first chapter — through an essay written by Winston Churchill himself.

PROLOGUE

Winston Churchill’s Political Thoughts and Advice for Action in the days leading to the End of History.

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This book is about STATESMANSHIP.

Statesmanship according to Churchill is the Art of Leadership, the Art of Politics, the Art of Power, and the Art of Victory — all rolled into one and expressed through the exercise of power by the person that leads the nation, steers the ship of State,  and in the rarest of cases, the fate of the World.

And this comes straight from the man who was described as the Greatest Man of the World, and the Architect of Victory — the man responsible for the Allied Victory in the Second World War. Yet, just as importantly we ought to remember Winston Churchill as  the Thinker and the Doer responsible for the Peace following the bloodletting, because he was indeed the person responsible for the innovative policies that kept the Peace as well as for most post war institutional innovations that kept the Peace .
So here we offer some Leadership Lessons for the Masters of Political, Economic, and Military Arts.
Pivotal lessons that need to be learned by those that are tasked to lead our people in the fight for the Survival of our Republic, and to lead our people to Safety amidst the carnage of the Wars of Civilization…
This is the book of Pursuit of Victory in the Wars of Civilization, that are waged today and also tomorrow.
Global wars fought are fought today over the ideas that control our future. Yet today, the carnage stems from the lack of Western or American response against the viral Cults of Islam, Socialism, NeoLiberalism, Economic NeoConservatism, Globalization, Cultural Marxism, & Political Correctness — but we also know that the real threats to our Existence are not yet visible to us.
—Dr Pano Churchill

“Everything Always Changes”
–Heraclitus

“A popular Government, without popular information, or the means of acquiring it, is but a Prologue to a Farce or a Tragedy; or, perhaps both. Knowledge will forever govern ignorance, and a people who mean to be their own Governors, must arm themselves with the power which knowledge gives”
–James Madison

“I had the patriotic conviction, that given great leadership of the sort that I heard from Winston Churchill in the radio broadcasts to which we listened, there was almost nothing the British people could not do.”
–Margaret Thatcher

“Half a century after his death, Winston Churchill’s legacy continues to inspire not only the nation whose liberty he saved, but the entire world. His words and his actions reverberate through our national and international life today.
Churchill was above all a patriot with plenty of lessons to teach the world today, and above all else he demonstrated through his own Life, Career, and Courage in the face of Evil — that Great Men can determine the course of History based on their courageous risky actions. Winston Churchill showed us again how amazingly resilient people can transcend human limitations and through introducing and engaging in world changing and Status Quo shattering events — they indeed change the flow of history and the very nature of the World around us. Indeed it has always been that single determined individuals are the ones who change the flow of the Universe as we know it. And indeed I also firmly believe that by standing up to accepted ideology, commonly held beliefs, and popular misconceptions about the flow of History, we are all nominally drafted to change the World we inhabit, through the force of our Character and the Strength of our Personality. And although most people never do anything of that magnitude — according to Winston, this is exactly what all Great men do.
Winston Churchill knew in his heart of hearts, that Britain was not just a place on the map and himself was not just another little Englander — but both represented a distinguished force in the world, with a destiny to shape events and a duty to stand up for democracy, for freedom, and for our civilization. That is why in 1940 – after France had fallen, before America or Russia had entered the war – he said this in one of the most severe speeches that came to be known as the Finest Hour speech:
“Hitler knows that he will have to break us in this island or lose the war. If we can stand up to him all Europe may be free – and the life of the world may move forward into broad, sunlit uplands.’
Churchill was confident that freedom and democracy would win out over barbarism and tyranny in the end…
And indeed after a long time of prevarication, doubt, fear, uncertainty bloodshed, and lives lost — it did. But when the English people along with the rest of the world were going through Hell — he was the only one wanting to go on… And now, with every affront to freedom in this century, we must remember that courage and resolve in the last century.”
–David Cameron

“Churchill was best defined in this time of his life that crowned him as the Architect of Victory during the Valiant Years, of the Second World War.

Churchill’s wartime speeches are Homeric in their memorial value of the events described and the pathos echoed within. Indeed they were all like poetry brought alive when spoken by this man anxious to use beautiful verse, rich in symbolism, with carefully incised line breaks and verse settings, to mold the emotions of a nation and indeed of a whole world. This was to make explicit what had been latent heretofore, and it was also to teach and put some courage in the hearts under the breastplate inside all of the men. Churchill, received the 1953 Nobel Prize for literature on account of his written and spoken words. In the English-speaking world, his poetic phrases and rolling flourishes have achieved the familiarity and renown enjoyed by the great books, such as those often remembered passages of the King James Bible, the well thumped Book of Common Prayer, and the always onstage “kingship” plays of William Shakespeare. These excerpts or verses have the peculiar and potent faculty of recurring to our minds and reposing there, in times of trouble; or when they seem relevant, poignant, or simply useful. And they are associated above all with fortitude, staunchness, and stoicism, salted with a little gallows humor.

The humor that Winston was most often associated with imminent demise of self and country, and when all that’s good about us perishes and withers away. This mirth brings ashore a sort of imperishability that descends on human beings, in moments of epiphany and when christened with divine grace.

That moment of Grace was Churchill’s highest honor. His connection to what rests above. His best known and courageous stand in favor of conventional people of sensible wisdom, whom he championed even though he always was the Contrarian in the House and inside the Cabinet. And indeed his self contradictory mixture worked well. Because as Isaiah Berlin said: “After he had spoken to them in the summer of 1940 as no one has ever before or since, they conceived a new idea of themselves which their own prowess and the admiration of the world has since established as a heroic image in the history of mankind.”

In bidding a gracious farewell to his predecessor that came to be known in history as the Appeaser, of the Munich agreement fame, PM Neville Chamberlain — Churchill nobly called him “the packhorse in our great affairs.” Accepting the compliment, Chamberlain pointed out that the line comes from Richard III and not, as Churchill had alleged, from Henry VI. But no matter. The thing is not to be right about Shakespeare. The thing is to be Shakespearean. Blood, toil, sweat, and tears” and some damn fine poetry always ready at the disposal of a Great Leaders, and a bloody good Statesman to boot…

In the flush of the “finest hour” in 1944 Laurence Olivier produced and starred in his patriotic movie version of Henry V. This film combines Shakespeare, Saint George, and the Almighty all bonded together against the threatening Continental militaristic power. In evoking the Agincourt scenes Olivier not only showed the ruthless massacre of all civilian and military prisoners, but indeed showcased an English military victory against a far superior numerically enemy fighting in his own territory. But lets tell the truth here: Who today amongst you cares about the true foundation of Henry’s opportunistic claim, or about the heaps of dead on both sides, or the eventual ruin of his plan for the mainland?

Yet I am sure that you all care about the disposition of the battle of Britain, and the struggle for eventual Victory in Europe and around the world from the Anglo-American alliance against the Nazis and their minions.

So this is the proof of Poetry’s point smashing through the breast plate and killing the Nazi propaganda machine and piercing the heart of the artless colonel Hitler. Poetry as emanating from Winston in his fabulous speeches is victorious. And it is also glorious even when set besides, the marvelous story of Henry V and the battle of Agincourt. A battle that is a pure evocation of the Feast of Crispin, the five-to-one numerical odds against the English at Agincourt (“we few, we happy few”), and the splendid words in which the terms of surrender were twice refused, as well as the glorious and seductive notion that sacrifice and wounds are to be envied. And that after the victory at Agincourt… “Gentlemen in England, now a-bed / Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here.”

The thing is … he was always there.

And even after his long and tumultuous career proved that — he was still riddled with setbacks, as he came to the front again and again after each defeat, and as he showed up on time again and again — in order to stop all talk about surrender. Treacherous talk from those lesser men, appeasers of Hitler, fearful of the unstoppable Nazi and his war machine. But Churchill showed up, and declared that we will fight on, and we will never surrender. And from then on everything turned magically alright. Even the many defeats, setbacks, fiascoes, and dishonors added in some numinous way to his stature. Because here was a man who had taken part in a Victorian cavalry charge at Omdurman, in the Sudan, to avenge the slaying of General Gordon by a messianic mullah, and who had lived to help evolve the design and first use of thermonuclear weaponry. He was not a figure in history so much; as a figure of history.

Winston was always able to see the silver lining in a gloomy cloud, and his humor was indefatigable, as when he was invited by Adlai Stevenson to contribute something to the English-Speaking Union, and he gruffly replied, “I am an English-speaking union.” Indeed in anyone else this would have been solipsism, rather than humor, mirth, and charm, commingled with a certain biological truth.

As he was a visionary in whose World we still live in today — we best remember that we occupy a Churchillian vision of the future. A vision of his, going from his time and moving forward.

Think of this.

We live inside Churchill’s world today because in 1946 he had effectively founded the Anglo-American “special relationship” this Union of fraternal brothers. It was Winston Churchill that helped us win the Cold War in full form, as he stated in the University of Missouri, where he offered his “Sinews of Peace” speech. It was here that he offered the humble and yet prophetic beginnings of the enormous specter of global effort that seemed to guarantee the continuation of Democracy and Freedom throughout the World, and thus helped secure the United States place in history, as the dominant superpower. Yet he also maintained through his Doctrine, Britain’s continued role as a superpower, or at least as a superpower’s much needed partner, lieutenant, and wing man.

The Truman doctrine was indeed straight out of his brain and it was even phrased as if it came from him: Contain Communism wherever we encounter it. These are fighting words, from Churchill himself, but delivered from an American. And this is mild and reflective in comparison with the overall Churchill influence in the United States’ military class and the leading elites. The aftermath of September 11 only reinforced a series of tropes that were already familiar to students of political rhetoric, as President Bush proclaimed when the bombing of Afghanistan began: “We will not waver, we will not tire, we will not falter, and we will not fail,” echoing what Winston Churchill said, somewhat more euphoniously, sixty years earlier: “We shall not fail or falter; we shall not weaken or tire.” Secretary of Defense Donald Rumsfeld had outdone his Churchillian predecessor Caspar Weinberger, when he announced to the staff of the Pentagon on September 12the this: “At the height of peril to his own nation, Winston Churchill spoke of their finest hour. Yesterday, America and the cause of human freedom came under attack.”

Only a week earlier, this time speaking in favor of a missile-defense system, Rumsfeld had informed a Senate committee, “Winston Churchill once said, ‘I hope I shall never see the day when the forces of right are deprived of the right of force.'” On September 25th when asked whether the Defense Department would be authorized to deceive the press in prosecuting the war, he unhesitatingly responded: “This conjures up Winston Churchill’s famous phrase when he said … sometimes the truth is so precious it must be accompanied by a bodyguard of lies.”

Mayor Rudolph Giuliani, laid the groundwork for his own plaudits, by announcing, just after the aggression of September 11th against New York city, that he was reading a book about Churchill’s wartime premiership “and nothing is more inspirational than the speeches and reflections of Winston Churchill about how to deal with that.”

Ronald Reagan hung a portrait of Churchill in the Situation Room of the White House soon after taking power. The first President Bush allowed Jack Kemp to compare him to Churchill during the Gulf War, while the second President Bush asked the British embassy in Washington to help furnish him with a bronze bust of Churchill, which now holds pride of place in the Oval Office, again after an eight year hiatus in the rubbish heap…

The exile years in the wilderness.

The wilderness of the rubbish bin.

And the recycling thereof.

Oh … the irony…

Or better yet, how life imitates history, imitates life, and vice versa, ad infinitum.

 –Dr Churchill

INTRODUCTION

 

This book describes the Art of Statesmanship as Winston Churchill saw the world, throughout his Life but also back in 1925, when he was the first person to see the clouds of the coming Second World War.

And I describe here the ways and the means of his practice of Statesmanship, as he sought to protect us. Because he saw that he needs to protect us and our Leaders from fatal mistakes that might unleash through the awesome powers of destruction and death that we have developed since that time.

Today, with the proliferation of Atomic weapons, his predictions have all come to pass, with some, still unfolding now — and ongoing forward, and forever.

He sought to protect us through the power of Reason and Prudence as we address the issues emanating from the militarized nations that seek to gain nuclear weapons capacity like Iran and North Korea and the other seven candidates in nations like Germany, Turkey, Japan, Saudi Arabia, and some other less public ones.

What shall we do?

Let’s deliberate on that…

Do we have the capacity for prudence in order to judge what we need to do amidst shifting circumstances?

Think of what this means for a minute.

Think of what actions we have to take to stem that. Think of the declarations we need to make to do the right thing. Think of the actions that our Leaders have to take in order to do the right thing.

This is fundamental Statesmanship and we learn how to do the right thing by studying those actions of this Great Statesman and his explanation about the consistency of principle behind prudent Public Policy.

But when you seek to learn the Art of Statesmanship — you have to study what Churchill called the time in which we live, the time of mass effects… and the details of what Churchill thought.

Do you even wonder what he meant by that?

Churchill, explained this idea about living in the time of “MASS EFFECTS” fully, when he wrote the essay with almost the same title, in early 1925, “Mass Effects in Modern Life” and when he also organized a lecture tour based on those novel ideas of his. Winston Churchill traveled far and wide in the United States to drum support for the looming second world war in Europe as he had done earlier before the first war. So he traveled again and he spoke and expanded on the ideas of this essay during his American speaking tours of 1929 and 1931. That is when he visited extensively the United States and he spoke in many places all the way from New York to San Francisco in the West Coast in order to alert the people and the leaders to the incoming war and to suggest ways of averting this catastrophe before it engulfed us all. And it is here in his insistence to soak of the Union of Christian Anglo Saxon people facing the terrible stormy clouds of Global Mass War; that we see the prophetic spirit of Winston Churchill. We see Winston now transformed like a new Oracle of Delphi, wanting to inform us of the terrible things that lay ahead. The most terrible fate of hate, destruction, and death, that at that time was waiting in the ‘wings’ to put on her appearance when her time was due.

And yet Winston Churchill told us that these horrid events were not only preventable, but where also wholly avoidable. But although he traveled far and wide, and he spoke alerted the whole world that the Dystopia he foresaw and described in his talks can be averted — his opinions were dismissed as mere poppycock. He was dismissed yet we now know that his Oracle was REAL, and the vision he offered was good medicine that if applied to the nations’ psyche would help people rally together and find ways to reduce the angst and take away the militant passions and thus return our world to a more reasonable path towards Peace and Understanding, amongst the soon to be warring nations of Europe and the World…

But nobody was prepared to listen to him… and although he exhausted himself in speaking on this subject all over England, the United States, and Europe — his advise was not heeded by anyone in authority.

Of course this is easily understood because once you have Peace — it is easy to take it for granted. But when war starts breaking out — it is impossible to revert to that earlier stage of Peace and put that terrible ‘Genie’ of Death & Destruction, back in the bottle. Because when the God of War ‘ARES’ unsheathed his long sword — many men’s heads had to roll away, before his blade gets lubricated enough with human blood, so it can reluctantly slide back in it’s long sheath…

But let’s now go back to Winston Churchill himself, and hear all of this in his own words. His own words polished after his careful edits, in his 1925 essay that he was preparing for his American Tours of 1929 and 1931. In some ways Winston’s 1925 essay was meant for publication in the United States and indeed it was sent out to the Publishers but nobody we know picked it up, because they thought it was ‘too esoteric.’

Yet it is this very esoteric essay that I have chosen to follow this book’s introduction, because in it, Winston says simply this: “Something very important has changed in the relationship between human beings and their surroundings.”

And he goes on to state that: “Therefore, something has changed in the relationship among human beings.”  Because the exercise of human power over nature is actually the exercise of some human beings over some other human beings when we think about it in terms of Statesmanship. And that is the Exercise of Power, and indeed that is the thing that makes Power benevolent versus malevolent.

You can summarize this book with the word “POWER” and it’s proper application, or exercise thereof. I wrote about Statesmanship and Power because after so many years of writing and speaking about Leadership; I’ve come to realize very much like my Grandfather Winston Churchill, that today our Power not only has grown to have massive effects upon Humanity, but it has grown to have massive effects upon the very planet we inhabit.

Think for example the awesome power of Nuclear Atomic Weapons that can destroy all the people of this earth in one clean fell swoop. Or think of the awesome POWER of the carbon economy and of the human induced Climate Change that can easily also wipe out large swaths of humanity’s geographic footprint and many communities, countries, civilizations, that have been developed in the span of many Millennia of human toil.

That’s the Power I want to speak about. And I wrote this book so that it may serve as a good algorithm to guide you in the complex calculations for the ethical and principled decisions of those great leaders and the Statesmen amongst you.

Myself much like Winston Churchill, came to see this awesome power, and it’s fearsome effects early on. And Winston knew about the EXERCISE OF POWER far better than most — because he had exercised power, and he had the instinctual authority that comes from his DNA and from the epigenetic RNA, existent within his blood-cells coursing through his veins as they are coming down through History, in a the long line of breeding that Leaders of Men and especially Royals come from. Think of the Queen Bee, in the beehive and you can readily see why Winston was different, and why his ideas, his writings, and his example of Leadership are recast here in the light of today’s views of one of .

He also had the ‘Power’ to discern the future, the foresight and the sensibility of Visionary Leadership, because he based his natural powers of Aristotelian observation of Nature and the phenomena of times past as became known to him through his constant study of the historical record. From the day that he was a 20 years old youngster fighting in foreign wars, he noticed how our military powers had become extremely powerful. This was confirmed in his battles around the world, where he realized that our new powers allowed us to do things that we’d never been able to do before. And a lot of these things centered on the warpath of sowing abundant death and destruction.

Well before and especially during the first world war, he participated in the development of the ‘Tank’ and of the new battle ships. And he was the biggest proponent of military aviation growth the world had ever seen because, Winston himself was a pilot and easily recognized the power of Air Superiority. Sadly the general staff wouldn’t listen to him, but efforts were made as long as Winston was around. Yet right before and especially during the second world war — he also participated in the development of the newest and most effective, yet horrible new massively deadly weapons systems. The Atomic bomb development was also part of his unremitting pursuit of new technologies to hasten the end of the War. Mass destruction at an unprecedented scale was upon humanity.

Yet as Winston participated wholeheartedly in the development of Atomic weapons and nuclear technology — he also recognized their awesome power for death & destruction, and therefore, he asked the important philosophical questions that ought to guide all of our leaders today and ever. Or at least we hope they are guided. At the very least we hope that they read this book, or Churchill’s history, in order to be informed, and able to apply their Power thought this knowledge…

Because a Statesman is nothing but a True Leader exercising ultimate power — and therefore, he has to answer this Question of justice and human values:

Is it Right to do what we do, simply because we have the Power to do it?

How we are going to apply this heavy knowledge on the issue of Iran, or North Korea, or on any of the other ‘claimants” that are advancing their Nuclear Weapons programs today, and we seem powerless to stop them?

We have not acted on this nuclear proliferation treaty forcefully since the second world war… But Why?

Why are we hamstrung and we choose to do nothing when we see the looming clouds of the Nuclear Winter rolling in?

Why do we choose to do absolutely nothing when we already know and have been alerted by the Nuclear Scientists that have done all the calculations that show to us in extreme detail through complex cybernetic computer matrixes of Artificial Intelligence, how are chances are diminishing with each new atomic warhead manufactured?

What about the vital knowledge about the inevitability of Nuclear Winter and the Total Annihilation of the Human species if these weapons were to be used and a nuclear exchange between superpowers got started?

Aren’t we all fully assured of the full destruction of our Civilization because of the proliferation of the nuclear weapons and their multiplication of readily available usage by despotic and evil powers, in the face of the slightest provocation?

What would Winston do when faced with these same issues today?

What would he offer as his advise and prudent counsel for us to do?

And what would be his “principled stand” to take, in order to stop this madness before it gets out of control?

Are we courageous enough or have we lost our backbone in the process of political division?

Are we now finally ready to fight for what is right?

Or are we some kind of appeasers looking for another Munich Treaty with Hitler that will bring us both War and Shame?

Are we chicken shit?

Or are we to get some courage and strengthen our backbone and go full blast against the enemies of Peace and Prosperity, and make a heroic effort to fight them fully, and win the fight against these apocalyptic doomsayers and their merchants of terror and mayhem?

And after we do this and obtain the much sought Victory and thwart their ambitions for nuclear weapons — are we strong enough to stop at the Moral Red Line in order to protect ourselves and our people from the stain of Shame and Evil?

Or we are going to use the full measure of our Power and annihilate our opponents that are truly defenseless against our mighty armies and against our weapons of Mass Destruction, or are we going to be magnanimous in victory as we’ve been n these long years of creeping defeat?

Take a moment to think about these…

And if you have any pretense of being a Statesman — try answering these questions fully, and honestly.

Think about it.

And if you don’t have the answers — ask the Classics. Ask the ancient Athenians, for some guidance, because they lived through it, and had to answer these questions for themselves, and also had to correct their own course — after they had taken the wrong turn.

Ask History to inform your mind and guide your hand because this dilemma is not new…

This is the Age old question that even the Athenian Leaders, and their Citizens’ Assembly had to answer again and again, hundreds of times when they had got it terribly wrong; and even when they had got it right. And although that was a couple of millennia ago, when Athens enjoyed her Supremacy and her Empire and her Alliance were at their full height — they got it wrong many times and that led to their downfall. The Athenian downfall during the Peloponnesian War is well documented but the specific action that I speak of is the most important one for the Exercise of Statesmanship.

Statesmanship is like Captaining the ship of State. And in this method we see that the Athenians after their army with their leading Generals, sailing in their finest naval fleet; had sailed under their most masterful Admirals against the neutral city state of Delos — they procured what appeared to be a fine Victory. But after the battle they showed no compassion for the weak, the injured, the vanquished and the surrendered Delians. Instead the Athenian leaders were merciless, and the conduct of the Athenian Generals & Admirals against the surrendered enemy — brought to Athens, something else besides Victory. They brought a lasting Shame. a distinct and bloody shame in the eyes of Gods and Men.

Because Yes, they brought Victory, but their victory was tainted with a strong dose of shame stemming from their subsequent merciless behavior of arrogant conquerors. Shame to the Athenians became the rallying cry, and the byword of the ancient World then — because the Athenian victory was accompanied by dishonor in the destruction of the city of Melos, the slaughter of all the men, and even the youngsters who could hold weapons, and the sale of women and children into slavery. That was an act the Athenians, saw afterwards as being too far beyond the pale.

Indeed the Battle and the Siege of Melos occurred in 416 BC during the Peloponnesian War, a war fought between Athens and Sparta. Melos was an island ‘city state’ in the Aegean Sea roughly 110 km east of mainland Greece. At the time it was populated by Dorian people. Though the Melians were of the same ethnic group as the Spartans, they chose to remain neutral in the war. In short order, to retell the story from the beginning,  Athens invaded Melos in 416 BC and demanded that the Melian fighters surrender, and pay tribute to Athens, or face annihilation. The proud Melians refused, and after a siege the Athenians captured the fortified city of Melos, slaughtered the men, and enslaved the women and children.

In the History of the Peloponnesian War, the contemporaneous Athenian historian Thucydides, described the negotiations between the leaders of the Athenian invaders and the rulers of Melos succinctly. In summation: The Athenian emissaries appealed to the Melians’ sense of pragmatism, citing the Athenian army’s overwhelming strength and their “reasonable” surrender terms, whereas the Melians appealed to the Athenians’ sense of decency. Neither side was able to sway the other and the negotiations failed.

This dialogue is frequently cited by political scientists and diplomats as a classic case study in political realism. It demonstrates the foolishness of pride and hope, and it clearly illustrates that trivial, selfish, and rather pragmatic concerns, are what always drives us to war, and to the eternal conflicts, that we all experience as human beings.

Thucydides exemplified the dialogue thus:

“Athenians offer the Melians an ultimatum: surrender and pay tribute to Athens, or be destroyed. The Athenians do not wish to waste time arguing over the morality of the situation, because in practice might makes right—or, in their own words, “the strong do what they can, and the weak suffer what they must”.

The Melians argue that they are a neutral city and not an enemy, so Athens has no need to conquer them. The Athenians counter that if they accept Melos’ neutrality and independence, they would look weak: Their subjects would think that they left Melos alone because they were not strong enough to conquer it.

The Melians argue that an invasion will alarm the other neutral Greek states, who will become hostile to Athens for fear of being invaded themselves. The Athenians counter that the Greek states on the mainland are unlikely to act this way. It is the independent island states and the disgruntled subjects that Athens has already conquered that are more likely to take up arms against Athens.

The Melians argue that it would be shameful and cowardly of them to submit without a fight. The Athenians counter that it is only shameful to submit to an opponent whom one has a reasonable chance of defeating. There is no shame in submitting to an overwhelmingly superior opponent like Athens.

The Melians argue that though the Athenians are far stronger, there is at least a slim chance that the Melians could win, and they will regret not trying their luck. The Athenians counter that this argument is purely emotional and not a rational risk-benefit analysis. If the Melians lose, which is highly likely, they will come to bitterly regret their foolish optimism.

The Melians believe that they will have the assistance of the gods because their position is morally just. The Athenians counter that the gods will not intervene because it is the natural order of things for the strong to dominate the weak.

The Melians argue that their Spartan kin will come to their defense. The Athenians counter that the Spartans are a practical people who never put themselves at risk when their interests are not at stake, and rescuing Melos would be especially risky since Athens has the stronger navy.

The Athenians express their shock at the Melians’ lack of realism. They say that there is no shame in submitting to a stronger enemy, especially one who is offering reasonable terms. They also argue that it is sensible to submit to one’s superiors, stand firm against one’s equals, and be moderate to one’s inferiors. The Melians do not change their minds and politely dismiss the envoys.”

Winston Churchill had studied the Delian war and it’s moral tale and also knew all about the resulting battle-siege, and he remembered well the above Melian Dialogue, which describes the negotiations between the Athenians and the Melians before the former launched the siege which is also remembered for the senseless violence the Athenians visited upon the vanquished enemy.

He remembered this story and he shared this tale in Teheran in the end of 1943, where he met with both of his cohorts, Mr Roosevelt and Marshal Stalin to plan the ending stages of the fight to end the second world war. And it was here that he expressed his opinion that “MIGHT DOES NOT MAKE RIGHT”  and that he intended to fully protect the German people after they sued for PEACE and offered terms of unconditional surrender. He went to bat for that principle in the great Allied Conference of Teheran, at the very moment when the other leaders wanted to extract a tribune of blood against the German Officers’ corps and the German leadership similar to what Stalin had done when he turned against the Polish Leaders in Katyn and executed more than One Hundred Thousand of them…

Indeed both Roosevelt and Stalin suggested that in order to not have to face Germany in a couple of decades in the same battlefields of Europe — they would have to “decapitate the snake” after the war. They both said that is what had to happen, in order to cut down the possibility that Germany will rise again to become a militaristic power…

When Churchill heard this “scurrilous talk” he went ape-shit-crazy and rejected this idea completely out of hand. He was mad, and rightly so. He was red faced and livid. He not only jumped our of his chair at the dinner table, upon hearing this, but he left the dinner altogether.

Indeed he was unequivocally opposing to even contemplate this proposed war crime, and vast genocide against the vanquished. And he clearly said so, when this mad plan was brought up at the three leaders’ last dinner in Teheran. This obviously scurrilous talk, was apparently started from Stalin who said that after careful consideration, he wanted to cull and execute 50,000 – 60,000 German officers immediately after their surrender at war’s end — in order to retain Peace for a long time.  Mr Roosevelt agreed with Stalin, and both turned to Winston who had turned beet red, and had gotten so incensed that he screamed in horror at his war partners’ planned crime against humanity — and he fled the dinner table in disgust never to return again.

We now know that Stalin had already applied this awful ‘pacifying’ technique to the Officer’s Corps of Poland where he executed in cold blood all the Polish officers that had been captured by the Red Army and many civilian leaders — in the forests of Katyn.

In addition all the Polish leadership of any kind, that had been found inside Russia’s half of ocuppied Poland — was executed. The whole of the Officer class of the captured Polish army was lined up and executed by the Red Army’s security apparatus in the snowy forests of Katyn and beyond.

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This was the legacy of Soviet communism early on.

This was the prelude to the atrocities committed during the war; but it is important to remember that these massive murders were carefully planned and executed well before the onset of the second world war.

As of today there have been found a lot more than the 22,000 men who we thought were executed and their bodies thrown in the various mass graves of the Katyn and nearby forests. Yet this was the fate of the vanquished at the onset of the Second World War in a show of Barbarism that was to presage and even give us a solemn warning about the awfully inhuman atrocities. the mass murders, and the extreme genocide, that was unleashed during the war.

Yet for now this was the fate of Poland, the country that was split between Stalin and Hitler, in a shameful agreement of  ‘thieves’ that Winston Churchill denounced. Indeed he tried to help Poland early on, and he asked the British Royal Air Force but they said that they lacked air power in the face of Hitler’s Luftwaffe’s air superiority. And he then asked the Army hoping to send the British Expeditionary force to help the Poles against their attackers. He was rebuffed. And what Winston Churchill feared, came to pass. Poland fell in days, and her Leaders were all executed. Same as happened in the earlier ‘Great Purge’ otherwise known as the ‘Great Terror’ that the Russian state state security apparatus had unleashed. The immediate result of their plan was that when the Polish patriots were captured — they were executed. At least another 111,091 Polish leaders and ordinary civilians, were executed during the “Polish Terror’ visited by the NKVD from the years 1937–38. This was Stalin’s action against the undefended Polish people already living inside Soviet controlled Polish territories, east of the country’s proper borders. Indeed a whole lot of terror and death was unleashed for no apparent rhyme nor reason — except for the sowing of the seeds of hate and death. You and I both know that revenge will be sought. And at some point in the future, BLOODY REVENGE shall become the national mantra leading to more wars, for the generations to follow, and surely a national enmity for eternity, has been engendered, and written in granite..

This is also the one and lasting shame, of the once proud and very popular throughout Europe — Red Army. This shameful crime of genocide also represents an eternal shame for the Russia as a nation and as the Mother of all Socialist Republics. To this day is a stain and a national shame that at long last, the Russian Duma tried to deflect in 2010; some seventy-one years too late — by admitting to this terrible crime against humanity. Hoping to regain some sense of honor and a measure of righteousness, is why the Russian Duma belatedly assigned the blame for this genocide that predated the Second World War and augured the vast blood letting to follow. Now finally the Duma alerted the world to something we have all known for the last seventy years — that Stalin and the Communist leadership of the Politburo are to blame and that all the Russian Officers and their Men that actually executed these faulty orders — are somehow blameless because of following orders. Seems to me that the “Good German Officer” that was simply following orders; has been defanged as a defense of the status quo.

Finally it is in that context where you now might be able to understand why Winston Churchill stormed out of the Teheran conference’s last private dinner, when Stalin brought up his predilection for foisting ‘terrible terror’ upon the vanquished — when he was asked about his future dealings with the German Officer Corps, and the German leadership, after war’s end.

And this is what Winston Churchill expressed at that fateful evening in Teheran — same as he privately thought of his murderous colleagues when he recorded the never published calendar journal entry of this malevolent dinner discussion about Germany’s future in Peacetime: ‘When you only have a machine gun in your political philosophy repertoire, surely every problem looks like a target for your bullets.’ But this is a private note from Winston’s private and deeply personal memoirs that were not to see the light of day ever. Ever is forever. And indeed during his time this would have been considered terribly inconsiderate and could be sen as the ultimate expression of politically incorrect behavior. Yet this is what happened and although some from Roosevelt’s side have tried to describe the conversation as an attempt at humor, in order to unite Roosevelt with Stalin, and also introduce some humor in the rather serious proceedings. Yet we now know that this was the real deal amongst powerful and amoral men wanting to dismiss tens of thousands of humans at the mere whim of their powerful stroke of a pen on an order. But to sensible Winston Churchill this was pure and unadulterated EVIL. And the reason why Winston was in this giant fight of Civilization was his desire and fervent wish to combat EVIL in all of it’s very many manifestations. So he was not going to ever be involved in this genocidal act of hate and revenge, and he was not even going to entertain the thought of it. He was not going to discuss it and bloody hell he was not ever going to allow his “erstwhile partners” to discuss that horrible idea either.” And he reasoned with them later also, because the duo of Stalin & Roosevelt, brought this matter to him again and again, in order to discuss it in a serious manner and gain his nod. So Winston had to give them some self serving reasons that the two leaders of his Allied Powers could embrace for their own self interest. And he told them in a very undiplomatic way that it was a singularly “Stupid” idea, not only because this was a most horrible evil, but also because their reputation was going to be rubbished, and that he was the only man enough o save them from themselves. He didn’t even bother to tell them that their reputation had to be protected, if his own were to be protected too…  And he was far too mad to tell them that he himself was hoping that his colleagues had the balls to receive the benefits of History’s review of their actions as ethical and moral. What he told them was that in order for his own cause to be helped, and for his own country to be held up as an example of Virtue as befits Great Britain for posterity, and as part of that Grand Alliance — the Troika of the presumably Three Great Leaders — of ethical and great leadership for the Free World (never mind Stalin’s Russia).

Winston pressed ahead with his advantage, when he asked both Roosevelt and Stalin this: “How would you be able to sleep at night with this order to summarily kill many thousands of men who were presumed innocent as they had either surrendered of had been captured in the battlefields?”

He also asked them to think about the nefarious reasons that their order might have been issued for.

And then he made sure to remind both of these Great Leaders, his wartime partners about what he was going to do in order to keep his own honor if they were to commit this crime. And he clearly said that he would denounce them both. He unequivocally stated that History will judge them harshly and that he Winston Churchill would never go down that road with them. He also said that he would have absolutely no choice but to record and write about this sordid affair in one or more of his own history books after the conflict had ended.

One would never expect this much hate to have entered the hearts of Roosevelt even though we already know that Stalin had no qualms about any of this, and indeed it was his original proposal to execute about a hundred thousand German Officers and Leaders after the war had ended and Germany had surrendered.

What a horrible thought… Yet one must understand that this was the mindset at this horrid time approaching the beginning of the end of the second world war, when the Germans had resorted to terrible means trying to protect their nation’s gains all over Europe during the early phases of the war.

The enmity was deep, the hate virulent, and the days rife with new unimagined horrors that were performed by the Germans and were discovered everywhere as they left these places in their retreat towards Germany. Imagine that…

Yet that was also the time of the fast development of the new weapons of mass murder. This was incidentally the time of the development of the Anglo-American nuclear bomb, that Winston Churchill wanted to come online so that he can hasten the end of the war and limit the number of casualties by lobbing one against them to cause them to surrender quickly.

Yet the times of hate and horror were not to end so soon. Hate had taken roots in the hearts of men and even the three great leaders where not immune to these vices of war. After all we all know that: ‘Violence begets violence. Blood spilled begets more blood spilled. Gushers of blood and horror, beget more of the same.’ And nowhere is this more exemplified than in Marshal Stalin’s wanting to execute the whole lot of the German High Command and the Officer class, and sadly the US President Roosevelt — perhaps trying to ingratiate himself with this Communist butcher — signaled his agreement to this dastardly act, and the obvious war crime. Now we all know in retrospect, that had this been allowed to happen, it would have stained the Anglo Saxon Alliance and our Western world for eternity, and would have robbed us of our Christianity, of our Humanity, and of our pretenses to any Righteousness.

We would have lost our Dignity.

Of course Winston Churchill wouldn’t have any of that.

Clearly the very notion of this was revolting to honorable straight shooter in him, but above all else it was anathema to his Code of a Gentleman under which he had always conducted his Life and his Leadership. Yet he also knew the fate of the Athenian Generals and the Admirals who ultimately paid the price because instead of just a simple straightforward, and honorable unalloyed Victory — they had also brought hate and dishonor through their vengeful actions against the vanquished. And when the honorable people of Athens felt the weight of SHAME they had inflicted upon the Honor of the City, and had the blood of the innocent upon their heads and that of their children — they turned against them. The tide of the war had now turned against Athens and the Athenian Assembly looked for scapegoats. After the Sicilian campaign where the Athenians suffered a catastrophic loss — they went looking for those “Evil Men” that had angered the Gods and those Men who were Cynical against their fellow men. It was not difficult to find the culprits that brought bad Karma to the City. They summoned the Leaders of the Campaign against Delos to appear in front of the Assembly and judged them harshly. Indeed the Athenians judged their own victorious yet cruel Generals and Admirals, and in a rather karmic retribution of Divine Justice, they voted to punish them with DEATH, dislocation of their property, demolition of their homes and eternal exile and DISHONOR to their whole families. Karma is a bitch but there you have it… The Arc of Justice in our Universe is long; but it does not tarry and it always arrives unbidden by time or circumstance.

And this event is a good reminder of that. How the mighty have fallen; how the Generals had been slaughtered, and how the rich had become exiles and paupers. This is a rather instructive story too, coming straight from ancient Athens that all the modern Democracies and Republics measured themselves against to some degree. And it was this story that the wise and willy Winston Churchill, very politely recounted to his colleagues during they next meeting, and he made sure to share that last historical anecdote about the ultimate fate of the Athenian Generals — with both Stalin and Roosevelt — just to remind them that nobody is above the purview of Divine Justice. And that the Fate of Men is always changeable. Even Fortune is a fickle mistress.

And that whether one believes in the existence of God or of the Divine Laws, and the Natural Laws or not — they all still hold true and retribution is just as swiftly taking place as gravity does when you step outside a third story window from a building…

And he counseled them both about Magnanimity in Victory. He explained that this is far more important than even the Victory itself, as none other than Julius Caesar always practiced and preached to his Generals. And he went on the theme of Moral Power, and Soft Power being a far better deterrent against the vice of war. And he said that Long lasting Peace can only be won after observing that most famous of Winston’s principles: The great principle of “NO REVENGE” This is how Winston managed to hold back the arms of all the Allied forces from turning their fury upon the surrendered enemy almost a year and a half later — when the Allied Victory finally arrived, and Peace with Germany was established in Europe.

That is the vast monument to Humanity that Winston Churchill represents, and that is exactly, why no crime of retribution, nor revenge, and certainly no mass executions, ever took place in occupied Germany by the victorious allied troops.

We owe this Man a debt of Honor, and I propose that we anoint him with the title GREAT. But I am not going to be blowing my own horn here as it where… because for Winston as it is for me, Virtue, always represents it’s own reward.

But we have to honor grandpa Winnie for that act of brave conviction; because Winston Churchill had made damn sure to instill the fear of God in the hearts of both Roosevelt and Godless Stalin — so that all three Allied Powers would watch over each other in the aftermath of the war, and in the early days of Germany’s shared allied occupation administration. Further he sought to it that all three powers would all agree to follow the Geneva Convention Accords about both military and civilian administrative conduct in times of both war and peace under the allied administrative occupation of Germany, and in all other areas of their global reach. And this last benefit is one that we all enjoy today when our fortunes turn as either combatants or civilians. The establishment of the United Nations and the establishment of protected Human Rights, soon followed his efforts.

Of course because Winnie had also put the fear of God into Roosevelt and even Stalin by his polite, and yet utterly serious threat of exposing them to the World — he was holding both men by the short hairs, and he could pull them hard, should any atrocities occur in occupied Germany under their command. We all know that threatening powerful men with exposure, is not always effective and it creates inimical friction, but Churchill was always known for speaking Truth to Power” and he was always so damn “polite” about it, that being the intellectual heavyweight in that troika of the three wartime Leaders, he somehow got his way.

For a while he was resented if not hated, by both the American and the Russian wartime leaders, and as men they felt slighted. But the natural superiority of Winston and his Moral Cause did not allow them to revert back to their earlier position. And that is why in the subsequent Allied Conferences of Yalta, and Potsdam, he was shunned by both of them. In a way they felt injured — but they couldn’t fail to notice that Winston had done the right thing and they knew it. He of course had his own special powers, that along with the force of Divine and Natural Law, assured him of his Special Secret Victory. And in the final analysis, he knew both men well enough, and he knew push and where to probe. Winston was a Diplomat of high esteem, and through long practice in the Art of subtleties, and force — he knew how to ‘massage’ his message, so it lands properly, but he also knew rather well how to manage the application of “Carrot and Stick” and the “Push” to get under their skin in a firm and convincing penetration — as he saw fit.

So his direction was respected by all of the Allied Powers and Commanders. And in this important matter he was always thought of being magnanimous to a fault, when dealing with the vanquished foe; and in maintaining our dignity when we have been found to hold the upper hand. And indeed his treatment of the defeated German army and it’s officers, has been credited as the single greatest gesture and the only major asset in ushering the long period of postwar Peace for Germany and for all of Europe. That one action of humanity not only saved the lives of countless German officers and German Leaders, but it also gave them the necessary motivation to maintain the Peace and work for the country’s and Europe’s development for this many years of European Unity. And even though I do not agree with many aspects of the German State’s deep economic hegemony over the European Union in it’s many administrative actions against the lesser members — at least I am proud that Winston’s design for that Peace has held firm for so many years hence. Because Winston Churchill built a great Peace through his gentlemanly ethos, through his magnanimity, and through his open hearted Christian belief in the power of forgiveness.

And it can also be seen today as he is revered in Germany — amongst the still living German leadership of the deep state who know the stories well, and recall that it was Winston Churchill who also ensured that the Allies would behave magnanimously towards the vanquished foe, even in limiting the number of defendants to be sent to the Nuremberg trials. Yet other ignorant people still blame Winston today because after the war had ended, in their favor — the Allies, needed to sow the seeds of lasting Peace and even the Nuremberg trials were only allowed to proceed once it was established that they would only prosecute war criminals and no other military officers, or civilians, of any kind.

And we have this to learn from Winston Churchill’s gentlemanly behavior, and from his forceful conduct towards his more belligerent and vengeful allies: ‘It was worth it.’ It was totally worth it’ Indeed it might have ben the most brilliant yet secret fighting maneuver that Winston Churchill executed; when he stood up to fight against his erstwhile partners and allies and when he exchange strong words — as he did, when he fought bravely against both Stalin and Roosevelt, in the cause of the German Officer Corps lives,  but far more importantly in the cause of preserving our own DIGNITY. The dignity of the Western World. The amoral statistician Stalin and the political animal Roosevelt, could not understand Winston’s moralizing — but they fell in line behind him on this most important issue. And thus Winston Churchill’s Ethical Leadership prevailed in that most important and pivotal issue and he helped us go on unstained and unblemished to occupy the most difficult field of war to be achieved. That of the Moral High Ground,

And through his long and tireless efforts Winston Churchill saw to it and helped us remain unstained by the SHAME that bedeviled the Germans and the Red Army, so that we can go on and face our Maker and our People unflinchingly.

Winston Churchill did this for us and thereafter have been NO MASS GRAVES and no genocide ever performed by our side of RIGHT & REASON. That is the magnitude of Leadership that Winston Churchill offered to the Allies, and to all of our generations of Western Leaders, by preserving our collective human dignity, in the aftermath of this horrid war and inhuman mayhem — when we had Victory and the MIGHT to what we pleased to the weak and vanquished foe. He saved us. He alone and at long last put a stop to that always turning wheel of revenge and retribution. He reminded us that it is Christian to forgive. His ‘modus-operandi’ always was this simple statement: NO REVENGE, that he always kept saying.  In that often quoted, and yet just as often forgotten or misunderstood quote of Winston Churchill, one would think that he was some kind of Christian Dalai Lama, or even an extreme peacenik. Far from it. He was simply wanting to preserve our innocence and our RIGHTEOUSNESS. And because he was always gifted with Vision and Foresight, and we all know that he had not got a single bone of malice in his heart, or in his body — He simply couldn’t suffer fools who looked at hateful revenge as a solution. And what he hated most, was the banality of Evil, when directed against the powerless, the weak, the surrendered…

Indeed Thucidides, this titan of military history and leadership, had finally found a most worthy student in Winston Churchill.

Well Done Winnie.

Well done old man…

And from Winston’s subsequent magnanimous conduct as the Architect of Victory and the Designer of the Peace — we can discern hidden somewhere in there; the impact his reading of T had on Winston Churchill who knew the story of the Athenian Leaders and their eternal shame of their war crimes against the people of Delos.

But the reason the debacle of the Athenians from their Delian victory is far more resonant today; is because it is taught as a classic case study in political realism to illustrate that selfish, and pragmatic concerns, could ultimately motivate a country to easily and unquestioningly slide into war and conflict, and engage in unimaginable horrors in the name of warring conflict while seeking the ultimate spoils of Victory — the vanquishment of our enemies.

So I ask today, same as Winston asked, and as so many other Leaders have asked before me: ‘DOES MIGHT MAKE RIGHT?’

Otherwise the question can be stated as: Does having an all powerful bomb makes it right to drop it on the human beings even though they might be our enemies? 

And if we are going to do that — what level of justification requires us to do this dastardly and evil act? And to make this dilemma even more relevant for today, let me restate the Question: ‘Is the fact that we have nuclear weapons enough justification to use them against a weaker enemy that does not possess those same weapons?’

The relevant myth goes as follows: The ancient God of Olympus almighty ‘Zeus’ had concealed the power of ‘Fire’ from the human beings because he feared the misuse of it by simple minded humans, that might set the world on fire. And to a certain extent he was right because when the humans conspired to steal fire through the help of Demi-God Hephaistos who ‘secretly’ gave the gift of fire to the Humans; Zeus knew. And he called the leader of the humans to give him some wise counsel: “You humans make sure to use this new fangled gift of fire, with homily and with equanimity.” Make sure you use it for good purposes only and doubly make sure that you share this gift of fire with all others.”

This is a true story that was told many years later about Churchill’s experiences during the second world war when the “New Fire” the discovery of the Atomic Power, was making humans as powerful as Gods. Human Gods that had the breathtaking power to bring about unbelievable feats of catastrophe that cannot even be grasped by the human imagination, let alone to be understood by simple human minds.

And that makes the basic Questions about Good & Evil, about Justice, and about Right & Wrong, as well as about Natural and Divine Law — really poignant. Especially now at it applies to an honorable Leader. Because Winston Churchill also saw that the use of prudence, during the effort to deliberate carefully about the issues and the requisite choices and the risks thereof, is the only way to avoid the wrong choice that might bring about the loss of any claim to Righteousness and therefore the complete loss of Human Dignity.

Winston was deeply concerned about this. And that is why he always surrounded himself with people who could easily have been his ideological enemies and they were certainly competitors with differing points of view, if not complete opposites. This way at least he ensured healthy debate and the receipt of wise counsel of different opinions from men who were also striving for the Country’s and the Commonwealth’s best interests

That brilliant thinker was Winston Churchill. And today you can even understand his life through his various and multiverse Loves and his thriving amidst his contradictions too. For example: He loved science but he loved his religion too; he was a pilot but he helped to invent the tank; he was one of the leaders in the development of aviation, including military aviation, but he loved the fleet and he sought to modernize the Navy at any cost; he was involved in the invention of the nuclear bomb and yet he didn’t want to expand it’s usage besides the laboratory; he was a hopeless romantic and yet he could be as ruthless as can be, when the situation demanded; he was a monster at times to the people around him, and yet he loved all of them to bits; he was the worst at party loyalty, and yet he was the best Parliamentarian there ever was; he was truly the best Statesman Britain, England, the United Kingdom, the Commonwealth, the Allies, and perhaps the whole World — has ever known, and hugely beloved by his people in wartime and yet he lost the election immediately upon declaration of Peace and the cessation of hostilities. And that heap of contradictions says a lot about the man, his turbulent life, and his many gifts, but most importantly it says tons about the inner struggles that Winston had to fight each and every day to be the man that other can rely upon and to even think of him as a sensible fellow, and thus allow his vast contributions to reach our very needy, and much lacking, human species… in it’s entirety.

Above all, Winston loved people. And he delved deeply into thinking about the Aristotelian Ethical approach to the Art of Governance of Human Beings. This is what made him a Master in the Exercise of Power. He wanted to live a “Just Life” and also he wanted to personify the grand question of ‘Justice’ in all it’s contours, because he had studied Plato’s Republic and  wanted to apply all of that incredible amount of Ethical leadership knowledge, to his own Life, to his own party, to his own government, and certainly into his Administration of the Cabinet, the British Empire and consequently the World — at that pivotal time in history.

Winston exhibited all those talents in his global practice of Leadership and he stayed true to this axiom, over his rather long life, and over his fateful exercise of power towards the whole world — especially at that pivotal time of the all consuming Conflict, that was spreading death & destruction all over the globe, at an unprecedented rate.

Winston Churchill really cared about the people and therefore loved the other specialized  discipline that we now know as the Art of Management of the Human Capital. He needed this talent and he sought to gain the requisite knowledge because it is this knowledge, that makes this world go round. He also sought to manage the Resources we need to take care of our people and he did this without fail. Just recall his admonition to the department of fisheries for ‘utmost fish from the sea’ in order to recall his care for the people’s nourishment in the traditional ways of plenty of ‘fish n’ chips’ for the populace suffering under the German Bombing Blitz’ and all the privations and the rationing of foodstuffs during the war years. Or just remember his Scientific Pursuit in the development of greater agricultural yields and fertilizers to achieve self same. IN some great ways the miracle of feeding India from the Agricultural revolution harkens back to some of his most radical ideas. Once his ideas were applied the development of Progress took off like a shot. Remember the development of the tank in order to save lives from the death toll of the trench warfare, and also shorten the war, and hasten the capitulation of Germany?

Winston Churchill truly was one of the few men in power that understood the EXERCISE OF POWER at difficult and demanding times; as the crucible melting point that produces the metal of those Great Men tasked to Govern having first conquered THEMSELVES, and then, the ART OF LEADERSHIP, and lastly the ART OF STATESMANSHIP.

We know he personified that Golden type of Leadership. We know he sought PEACE because he fought in the WAR. And we know he sought progress for Humanity because Winston Churchill pushed forward always for both the Humanities and Science, because he thought Britain and the free countries, and all the rest of the World, simply couldn’t live without it. He also pushed for the Arts, because he definitely knew that Civilization couldn’t live without it…

He spoke often prophetically; saying that the World couldn’t feed themselves without further scientific development. On the other hand he saw its implications. You can understand his life as a man who, from an early age, saw this problem of the transformation of human affairs by the massive acquisition of power by human beings.

Then the question is: how are we going to control that power so that it is used for good?

That’s the question he asked all his life.

His thought about that was, you need a way, both in war and in peace, to keep this power from getting out of hand. In war, to keep it from destroying, to use an expression he used once about the hydrogen bomb, from “destroying everything we’ve ever known of.”

In peace, you need to find a way to use it so that people are not controlled and engineered and ordered about in every way.

Churchill’s life can be understood as a quest to achieve those things.

And he was also the Oracle that foresaw the horrors of the coming World War of the 1940s and having fought in the first one and having sen the horrors — he tried to find ways to keep the Peace. But he was speaking like someone who had seen the light while nobody else had, and therefore was dismissed early on when as a young Parliamentarian he spoke and fought heroically about this subject.

But a prophet he was…

That much is certain.

So please read on, as the story unfolds in this three volume book that teaches the Art of Power, the Art of Leadership, and the Art of  Statesmanship — taught through the lens of Winston advise for today’s world leaders in a nutshell as ‘What Would Churchill Do Today in this Complex World?’

This is a book seeking to turn-on your special powers of the Oracle. Powers that allow you to see the coming future in vivid colors and hues. The same powers of Prophesy that Winston was often described as having in spades. The powers of Statesmanship and the capacity to anticipate the events to come down the pike, so that we get prepared and don’t get blindsided by the Damoclean sword of History. Yet we ought to let the learnings of this books, serve as an important primer, and an addendum to the necessary knowledge, that the Great Leaders ought to possess in their Exercise of Power through the study of correct and ethical conduct when in Power and certainly in all of our Leadership positions.

And I am not just saying this but I am echoing the hostile editors who read the drafts of this book and came to ask me unbidden, if I am trying to compete with Machiavelli’s and Sun Zu’s books. And of course I am not because we live in entirely different times, but I am in competition with my Grandfather, and also in cooperation with the Great old man. So much so that though his lifelong example of Leadership; together we will teach you how to be a far greater Leader than these two other advisors to the Princes and Potentates could ever hope to be. Eat crow Mr Machiavelli. As for you Mr Sun-Zu, please have some egg-foo-yong in Hong Kong where your bones might be resting for all that we know…

Let us start this humble inquiry on the Art of Leadership and the Exercise of Power by reading the daily segment of this book, amounting to roughly a chapter a day for the foreseeable future. And maybe today’s challenges and trials and tribulations that the Leaders of the World suffer through — can be helped by Winston Churchill’s long visionary efforts and his plans of protecting all of us by offering Security, Safety, and Stability to all of our people across the globe.

It is a long book and if you sign up to follow this blog or even sign-up for the RSS feed of this ‘Bleeding Edge Blog’ the new chapters will become available in daily installments of a chapter a day directly to your email inbox. In short the whole book, in all it’s glory with all three volumes of it, will be serialized here.

And no better time than the incredible urgency of NOW, so why don’t you start reading it here in the present tense?

Indeed you can start reading it now, as we start the introduction to the book that includes a wonderfully prophetic essay penned by Winston Churchill himself as he saw the world back in 1925, and describing his predictions and prophesies that have all come to pass, and some are still unfolding today as they will go on, forward and forever, being useful in service to humanity…

In a typical Socratic dialogue fashion Winston Churchill started his essay with valuable questions that make the reader and the listener start thinking… but above all else let’s think of this: Why Winston wanted to always keep in mind that the Classics are an example for us, when we need to understand our own time, and the incredible power that our Wealth, our Power, our Organizations, and our Societies, have produced — so that we can manage our MIGHT in order to DO the RIGHT THING.

And lets not forget that Winston sought to educate the future Statesmen so that they can fundamentally help all of us live best. Statesmanship is at the heart of this book and hope that it lands where it should… with the same forceful ‘thud’ that Winston’s books landed upon people’s minds.

Cheers

Dr Pano Churchill

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The Essay below was written by Winston Churchill in 1925, and was utilized in his American Lecture Tours of 1929 & 1931. It was titled ‘Mass Effects in Modern Life’

“Is the march of events ordered and guided by eminent men, or do our leaders merely fall into their places at the heads of the moving columns?

Is human progress the result of the resolves and deeds of individuals, or are these resolves and deeds only the outcome of time and circumstance?

Is History the chronicle of famous men and women, or only of their responses to the tides, tendencies and opportunities of their age?

Do we owe the ideals and wisdom that make our world to the glorious few, or to the patient anonymous innumerable many?

The question has only to be posed to be answered. We have but to let the mind’s eye skim back over the story of nations, indeed to review the experience of our own small lives, to observe the decisive part which accident and chance play at every moment.

If this, or that, or the other, had been otherwise, if this instruction had not been given, if that blow had not been struck, if that horse had not stumbled, if we had not met that woman, or missed or caught that train, the whole course of our lives would have been changed; and with our lives the lives of others, until gradually, in ever-widening circles, the movement of the world itself would have been affected. And if this be true of the daily experience of ordinary average people, how much more potent must be the deflection which the Master Teachers, Thinkers, Discoverers, Commanders have imparted at every stage. True, they require their background, their atmosphere, their opportunity; but these were also the leverages which magnified their power.

I have no hesitation in ranging myself with those who view the past history of the world mainly as the tale of exceptional human beings, whose thoughts, actions, qualities, virtues, triumphs, weaknesses and crimes have dominated the fortunes of the race. But we may now ask ourselves whether powerful changes are not coming to pass, are not already in progress or indeed far advanced. Is not mankind already escaping from the control of individuals? Are not our affairs increasingly being settled by mass processes? Are not modern conditions at any rate throughout the English-speaking communities hostile to the development of outstanding personalities and to their influence upon events: and lastly if this be true, will it be for our greater good and glory? These questions merit some examination from thoughtful people.

Certainly we see around us today a marked lack of individual leadership.

The late Mr. John Morley, statesman and philanthropist, man of letters and man of affairs, some years ago toward the close of his life delivered an oration in which he drew attention to the decline in the personal eminence of the leaders in almost all the important spheres of thought and art. He contrasted the heads of the great professions in the early twentieth century with those who had shone in the mid-Victorian era. He spoke of the vacant Thrones in Philosophy, History, Economics, Oratory, Statecraft, Poetry, Literature, Painting, Sculpture, and Music, which stood on every side. He pointed, as far as possible without offence, to the array of blameless mediocrities who strutted conscientiously around the seats of the mighty decked in their discarded mantles and insignia.

The pith and justice of these reflections were unwelcome, but not to be denied.

They are no less applicable to the United States.

With every natural wish to be complimentary to our own age and generation, with every warning against singing the praises of former times, it is difficult to marshal today in any part of the English-speaking world an assembly of notables who either in distinction or achievement can compare with those to whom our grandfathers so gladly paid attention and tribute.

It must be admitted that in one great sphere the thrones are neither vacant nor occupied by pygmies. Science in all its forms surpasses itself every year. The body of knowledge ever accumulating is immediately interchanged and the quality and fidelity of the research never flags. But here again the mass effect largely suppresses the individual achievement. The throne is occupied; but by a throng.

In part we are conscious of the enormous processes of collectivization which are at work among us. We have long seen the old family business, where the master was in direct personal touch with his workmen, swept out of existence or absorbed by powerful companies, which in their turn are swallowed by mammoth trusts. We have found in these processes, whatever hardships they may have caused to individuals, immense economic and social advantages. The magic of mass production has carried all before it. The public have a cheaper and even better article or a superior service; the workmen have better wages and greater security.

The results upon national character and psychology are more questionable. We are witnessing a great diminution in the number of independent people who had some standing of their own, albeit a small one, and who if they conducted their affairs with reasonable prudence could live by no man’s leave underneath the law. They may be better off as the salaried officials of great corporations; but they have lost in forethought, in initiative, in contrivance, in freedom and in effective civic status.

These instances are but typical of what is taking place in almost every sphere of modern industrial life, and of what must take place with remorseless persistency, if we are to enjoy the material blessings which scientific and organized civilization is ready to bestow in measureless abundance.

In part, again, these changes are unconscious. Public opinion is formed and expressed by machinery. The newspapers do an immense amount of thinking for the average man and woman. In fact they supply them with such a continuous stream of standardized opinion, borne along upon an equally inexhaustible flood of news and sensation, collected from every part of the world every hour of the day, that there is neither the need nor the leisure for personal reflection.

All this is but a part of a tremendous educating process. But it is an education which passes in at one ear and out at the other. It is an education at once universal and superficial. It produces enormous numbers of standardized citizens, all equipped with regulation opinions, prejudices and sentiments, according to their class or party. It may eventually lead to a reasonable, urbane and highly serviceable society. It may draw in its wake a mass culture enjoyed by countless millions to whom such pleasures were formerly unknown.

We must not forget the enormous circulations at cheap prices of the greatest books of the world, which is a feature of modern life in civilized countries, and nowhere more than in the United States. But this great diffusion of knowledge, information and light reading of all kinds may, while it opens new pleasures to humanity and appreciably raises the general level of intelligence, be destructive of those conditions of personal stress and mental effort to which the masterpieces of the human mind are due.

It is a curious fact that the Russian Bolsheviks, in carrying by compulsion mass conceptions to their utmost extreme, seem to have lost not only the guidance of great personalities, but even the economic fertility of the process itself. The Communist theme aims at universal standardization. The individual becomes a function: the community is alone of interest: mass thoughts dictated and propagated by the rulers are the only thoughts deemed respectable.

No one is to think of himself as an immortal spirit, clothed in the flesh, but sovereign, unique, indestructible.

No one is to think of himself even as that harmonious integrity of mind, soul and body, which, take it as you will, may claim to be the Lord of Creation.

Subhuman goals and ideals are set before these Asiatic millions. The Beehive? No, for there must be no queen and no honey, or at least no honey for others.

In Soviet Russia we have a society which seeks to model itself upon the Ant. There is not one single social or economic principle or concept in the philosophy of the Russian Bolshevik which has not been realized, carried into action, and enshrined in immutable laws a million years ago by the White Ant.

But human nature is more intractable than ant-nature.

The explosive variations of its phenomena disturb the smooth working out of the laws and forces which have subjugated the White Ant. It is at once the safeguard and the glory of mankind that they are easy to lead and hard to drive. So the Bolsheviks, having attempted by tyranny and by terror to establish the most complete form of mass life and collectivism of which history bears record, have not only lost the distinction of individuals, but have not even made the nationalization of life and industry pay.

We have not much to learn from them, except what to avoid.

Mass effects and their reactions are of course more pronounced in the leading nations than in more backward and primitive communities.

In Great Britain, the United States, Germany, and France, the decline in personal pre-eminence is much more plainly visible than in societies which have less wealth, less power, less freedom. The great emancipated nations seem to have become largely independent of famous guides and guardians. They no longer rely upon the Hero, the Commander, or the Teacher as they did in bygone rugged ages, or as the less advanced Peoples do today. They wend their way ponderously, unthinkingly, blindly, but nevertheless surely and irresistibly towards goals which are ill-defined and yet magnetic.

Is it then true that civilization and democracy, when sufficiently developed, will increasingly dispense with personal direction; that they mean to find their own way for themselves; and that they are capable of finding the right way?

Or are they already going wrong?

Are they off the track?

Have they quitted the stern, narrow high-roads which alone lead to glorious destinies and survival?

Is what we now see in the leading democracies merely a diffusion and squandering of the accumulated wisdom and treasure of the past?

Are we blundering on together in myriad companies, like innumerable swarms of locusts, chirping and devouring towards the salt sea, or towards some vast incinerator of shams and fallacies?

Or have we for the first time reached those uplands whence all of us, even the humblest and silliest equally with the best, can discern for ourselves the beacon lights? Surely such an inquiry deserves an idle hour.

In no field of man’s activities is the tendency to mass effects and the suppression of the individual more evident than in modern war. The Armageddon through which we have recently passed displays the almost complete elimination of personal guidance. It was the largest and the latest of all wars. It was also the worst, the most destructive, and in many ways the most ruthless. Now that it is over we look back, and with minute and searching care seek to find its criminals and its heroes. Where are they?

Where are the villains who made the War?

Where are the deliverers who ended it?

Facts without number, growing libraries, clouds of contemporary witnesses, methods of assembling and analyzing evidence never before possessed or used among men are at our disposal. The quest is keen. We ought to know; we mean to know. Smarting under our wounds, enraged by our injuries, amazed by our wonderful exertions and achievements, conscious of our authority, we demand to know the truth, and to fix the responsibilities. Our halters and our laurels are ready and abundant.

But what is the answer?

There is no answer.

On the one hand, the accusations eagerly pressed, now against this man or Government or nation, now against that, seem to dissipate themselves as the indictment proceeds. On the other, as the eager claimants for the honour of being the man, the Government, the nation THAT ACTUALLY WON THE WAR multiply and as their self-advocacy becomes more voluble, more strident, we feel less and less convinced. The Muse of History to whom we all so confidently appeal has become a Sphinx. A sad, half-mocking smile flickers on her stone war-scarred lineaments. While we gaze, we feel that the day will never come when we shall learn the answer for which we have clamoured. Meanwhile the halters rot and the laurels fade. Both the making and the winning of the most terrible and the most recent of earthly struggles seems to have been a co-operative affair!

Modern conditions do not lend themselves to the production of the heroic or super-dominant type. On the whole they are fatal to pose. The robes, the wigs, the ceremonies, the grades that fortified the public men and ruling functionaries of former centuries have fallen into disuse in every country. Even the Divinity that doth hedge a King is considered out of place except on purely official occasions. Sovereigns are admired for their free and easy manners, their readiness to mingle with all classes, their matter-of-fact work-a-day air, their dislike of pomp and ritual.

The Minister or President at the head of some immense sphere of business, whose practical decisions from hour to hour settle so many important things, is no longer a figure of mystery and awe. On the contrary he is looked upon and, what is more important for our present purpose, looks upon himself as quite an ordinary fellow, who happens to be charged for the time being with a peculiar kind of large-scale work. He hustles along with the crowd in the public conveyances, or attired in plus fours, waits his turn upon the links. All this is very jolly, and a refreshing contrast to the ridiculous airs and graces of the periwigged potentates of other generations. The question is whether the sense of leadership, and the commanding attitude towards men and affairs, are likely to arise from such simple and unpretentious customs and habits of mind; and further, whether our public affairs will now for the future run on quite happily without leaders who by their training and situation, no less than by their abilities, feel themselves to be uplifted above the general mass.

The intense light of war illuminates as usual this topic more clearly than the comfortable humdrum glow of peace. We see the modern commander entirely divorced from the heroic aspect by the physical conditions which have overwhelmed his art.

No longer will Hannibal and Caesar, Turenne and Marlborough, Frederick and Napoleon, sit their horses on the battlefield and by their words and gestures direct and dominate between dawn and dusk the course of a supreme event.

No longer will their fame and presence cheer their struggling soldiers.

No longer will they share their perils, rekindle their spirits and restore the day.

They will not be there.

They have been banished from the fighting scene, together with their plumes, standards and breastplates. The lion-hearted warrior, whose keen eye detected the weakness in the foeman’s line, whose resolve outlasted all the strains of battle, whose mere arrival at some critical point turned the tide of conflict, has disappeared. Instead our Generals are to be found on the day of battle at their desks in their offices fifty or sixty miles from the front, anxiously listening to the trickle of the telephone for all the world as if they were speculators with large holdings when the market is disturbed.

All very right and worthy. They are at their posts. Where else, indeed, should they be? The tape-machine ticks are recording in blood-red ink that railways are down or utilities up, that a bank has broken here, and a great fortune has been captured there. Calm sits the General; he is a high-souled speculator. He is experienced in finance. He has survived many market crashes. His reserves are ample and mobile. He watches for the proper moment, or proper day for battles now last for months and then launches them to the attack. He is a fine tactician, and knows the wiles of bull and bear, of attack and defence, to a nicety. His commands are uttered with decision. Sell fifty thousand of this. Buy at the market a hundred thousand of that. Ah! No, we are on the wrong track. It is not shares he is dealing in. It is the lives of scores of thousands of men. To look at him at work in his office you would never have believed that he was fighting a battle in command of armies ten times as large and a hundred times as powerful as any that Napoleon led. We must praise him if he does his work well, if he sends the right messages, and spends the right troops, and buys the best positions. But it is hard to feel that he is the hero. No; he is not the hero. He is the manager of a stock-market, or a stock-yard.

The obliteration of the personal factor in war, the stripping from high commanders of all the drama of the battlefield, the reducing of their highest function to pure office work, will have profound effects upon sentiment and opinion. Hitherto the great captain has been rightly revered as the genius who by the firmness of his character, and by the mysterious harmonies and inspirations of his nature, could rule the storm. He did it himself; and no one else could do it so well. He conquered there and then. Often he fell beneath the bolts and the balls, saviour of his native land. Now, however illogical it may seem and even unjust, his glamour and honours will not readily descend upon our calculating friend at the telephone. This worthy must assuredly be rewarded as a useful citizen, and a faithful perspicacious public servant; but not as a hero.

The heroes of modern war lie out in the cratered fields, mangled, stifled, scarred; and there are too many of them for exceptional honours. It is mass suffering, mass sacrifice, mass victory. The glory which plays upon the immense scenes of carnage is diffused. No more the blaze of triumph irradiates the helmets of the chiefs. There is only the pale light of a rainy dawn by which forty miles of batteries recommence their fire, and another score of divisions flounder to their death in mud and poison gas.

That was the last war.

The wars of the future will be even less romantic and picturesque.

They will apparently be the wars not of armies but of whole populations.

Men, women and children, old and feeble, soldiers and civilians, sick and wounded — all will be exposed, so we are told, to aerial bombardment, that is to say, to mass destruction by lethal vapour.

There will not be much glory for the General in this process. My gardener last spring exterminated seven wasps’ nests. He did his work most efficiently. He chose the right poison. He measured the exact amount. He put it stealthily in the right place, at the right time. The entire communities were destroyed. Not even one wasp got near enough to sting him. It was his duty and he performed it well. But I am not going to regard him as a hero.

So when some spectacled brass hat of a future world-agony has extinguished some London or Paris, some Tokyo or San Francisco, by pressing a button, or putting his initials neatly at the bottom of a piece of foolscap, he will have to wait a long time for fame and glory. Even the flashlights of the photographers in the national Ministry of Propaganda will be only a partial compensation.

Still our Commander-in-Chief may be a man of exemplary character, most painstaking and thorough in his profession. He may only be doing what in all the circumstances some one or other would have to do. It seems rather hard that he should receive none of the glory which in former ages would have been the attribute of his office and the consequence of his success. But this is one of the mass effects of modern life and science. He will have to put up with it.

From this will follow blessed reactions. The idea of war will become loathsome to humanity. The military leader will cease to be a figure of romance and fame. Youth will no longer be attracted to such careers. Poets will not sing nor sculptors chisel the deeds of conquerors. It may well be that the chemist will carry off what credit can be found. The budding Napoleons will go into business, and the civilization of the world will stand on a surer basis.

We need not waste our tears on the mass effects in war.

Let us return to those of peace.

Can modern communities do without great men?

Can they dispense with hero-worship?

Can they provide a larger wisdom, a nobler sentiment, a more vigorous action, by collective processes, than were ever got from the Titans?

Can nations remain healthy, can all nations draw together, in a world whose brightest stars are film stars and whose gods are sitting in the gallery?

Can the spirit of man emit the vital spark by machinery?

Will the new problems of successive generations be solved successfully by the common sense of most, by party caucuses, by Assemblies whose babble is no longer heeded?

Or will there be some big hitch in the forward march of mankind, some intolerable block in the traffic, some vain wandering into the wilderness; and will not then the need for a personal chief become the mass desire?

We see a restlessness around us already. The cry of Measures, not Men no longer commands universal sympathy. There is a sense of vacancy and of fatuity, of incompleteness. We miss our giants. We are sorry that their age is past. The general levels of intelligence and of knowledge have risen. We are upon a high plateau. A peak of 10,000 feet above the old sea-level is scarcely noticeable. There are so many such eminences that we hardly bother about them. The region seems healthy, but the scenery is unimpressive. We mourn the towering grandeur which surrounded and cheered our long painful ascent.

Ah! If we could only find some new enormous berg rising towards the heavens as high above our plateau as those old mountains down below rose above the plains and marshes! We want a monarch peak, with base enormous, whose summit is for ever hidden from our eyes by clouds, and down whose precipices cataracts of sparkling waters thunder. Unhappily the democratic plateau or platform does not keep that article in stock. Perhaps something like it might be worked up by playing spotlights upon pillars of smoke or gas and using the loud-speaker apparatus. But we soon see through these pretences.

No, we must take the loss with the gain.

On the uplands there are no fine peaks.

We must do without them while we stay there.

Of course we could always, if we wished, go down again into the plains and valleys out of which we have climbed. We may even wander thither unwittingly. We may slide there. We may be pushed there. There are still many powerful nations dwelling at these lower levels, some contentedly, some even proudly. They often declare that life in the valleys is preferable. There is, they say, more variety, more beauty, more grace, more dignity, more true health and fertility than upon the arid highlands.

They say this middle situation is better suited to human nature.

The arts flourish there, and science need not be absent.

Moreover, it is pleasing to look back over the plains and morasses through which our path has lain in the past, and remember in tradition the great years of pilgrimage.

Then they point to the frowning crag, their venerated El Capitan or Il Duce, casting its majestic shadow in the evening light; and ask whether we have anything like that up there.

We certainly have not.”   –Winston Churchill —1925

 

 

CHAPTER ONE 

Pray tell:

What would Churchill do?

What would Winston Churchill think of the Barbarism exhibited by so many on the World’s stage today?

And what would Winston Churchill do about that?

Yet we also need to ask this: What would Winston Churchill advocate for us to do; were he alive today to council and cajole?

These are all simple questions…

Simple questions; albeit ones that require extraordinary answers.

And what about the more complex questions, such as: What would Winston Churchill do about the rise of China and the fear this engenders in the United States?

This a far more complex question and if we place it under the scope of Thucydides Delian Dialogue it becomes a potent for portentous discussions.

That’s a really good question that can keep many Statesmen awake over the whole of a long night.

What about this high minded question: Can America and China Escape Thucydides’s Trap?

What is a Leader to do when a rising power threatens to displace a ruling one?

Isn’t this that drove the Spartans to attack Athens at the start of the Peloponnesian war?

And even though both the Spartans and the Athenians knew the most likely outcome of their negotiations is war — they ended up choosing violent conflict over peaceful resolve.

This is what some people call the perilous Thucydides trap that allows the leading Statesmen to take distinct positions toward War even though the outcomes are highly uncertain.

And that is ultimately the case with China and her client state North Korea today.

Because today, an irresistible and unmissable threat to the Status Quo is the rising China which is on course to collide with an immovable America. The likely result of this competition was identified long ago by the great historian Thucydides, who wrote: “It was the rise of Athens and the fear that this instilled in Sparta that made war inevitable.”

But the point is not to predict the future but to prevent it.

Yet today, escaping the classic “Athenian vs Delian dilemma” in failed statesmanship and our devolvement into open hostilities, conflict, & war — is not just a theoretical possibility, but a real life scenario, of great and grave probability. And indeed WAR is the most likely outcome amongst the different ones in our smogarsboard of choices. This conclusion comes from long historical experience as Thucydides described taking place between Athens and Melos, a bit more than two thousand years ago. In these two Milennia not much has changed in the hearts of men except that we have weapons of “Mass Effects” and yet our all too human reality, remains the same, as the mass graves in Melos, and the ancient tomb that stands in it’s place, would atttest.  This is the only record remaining of of all the Delian men; and of course the History that details the reversal of fortunes that befell the Athenians after they had committed this grave war crime at the early stages of the Peloponnesian war.

What have a we learned from that?

Not very much.

I am sticking with “not very  much” because if we examine the last Millennium, and even the far more recent record, we can easily see that we fall in the same pattern towards inescapable conflict and war today — same as we did more than 2,000 years earlier. And if we examine similar cases over the last Thousand years of our collective history — we can see that only in One out of Ten (10%) of the examined conflicts; including three vivid examples from the 20th century — innovative and imaginative statecraft actually averted war.

These are the odds.

And thus the Question for the Statesman today is this simple one:

Can Washington and Beijing steer their respective ships of state through today’s treacherous seas and stormy waters; all pushing us towards the shoals and the rocks of hostilities, open warfare, conflict, and all out war ?

Or…

Can we learn from Winston Churchill’s masterful shift in the handling of the Iron Curtain and his introduction to the policy that came to define the Era of Cold War — Detente — and the American adaptation of this, as a means to an end, that will helps us avoid all out war and still win the Peace?

I believe that we can indeed today — at long last — turn our War machine into an instrument of Peace through the projection of power and the application of soft power. This is the way of Soft Power, economic power, diplomacy, and the use of innovative and creative Statesmanship can usher in, a new era of ‘detente’ that will achieve far better results. Results, that can satisfy our long term interests over short term aims. Results that can save our species from a potential extinction event, should war break out in this era of weapons of mass destruction, the means of delivery across the globe, and the mass effects of a nuclear exchange — could portend. Results that would avoid the onset of nuclear winter. Results that ultimately and in the long term would serve us far better than an ‘all-out’ war could ever achieve.

And as old Winston Churchill counseled at the onset of the Cold War: “It is vital that we take the long term view of our strategic aims, and keep the bitterly fought for balance — so that our enemies sue for Peace, without realizing they are doing so. We can achieve this long term Peace, by learning and applying the lessons of history.”

Avoiding war and the potential for catastrophic annihilation, is not an easy thing. Yet, today, if China and the US are on the early stages of the path leading inexorably to the brink of war, then this United States President, Mr Donald Trump has to make some fancy moves in order to avoid the seemingly inevitable outcome. Today’s insistence on just “blaming China” portends a bloody conflict if this “play” cannot succeed. Yet maybe because he is a ‘player’ he could achieve a negotiated settlement through ‘playing’ his aversaries to his advantage, and through bravado, feigned moves, and subterfuge — he could repel Chinese advances and bring a new era of detente, that can lead to a long term Victory.

This is the same ‘long play’ that Winston Churchill suggested after the onset of the Iron Curtain, and we played brilliantly and marvelously for 45 long years, until our other erstwhile competitor — the Soviet Union — collapsed.

And thus the Big Question now becomes:

Will Washington and Beijing follow in the tragic footsteps of Britain and Germany a century ago and go on to replay the First World War in a different theater of operations in the Pacific?

Or will they find a way to avoid war?

Because they can surely avoid war; by effectively being “cool headed and smart” as Winston Churchill counceled aftetr the end of the Second World War — when the Red Army was the most powerful force on Earth.

And because we owe him a debt of gratitude for his cool headed optimism that helped us avoid continued war, when at the onset of Peace in Europe he deflected the voracious appettites of Stalin and the Soviet war machine; and was able to stave off another continuation of the War. Yet it was Winston Churchill who conceived of, and was the leading advocate for this Cold War policy that Great Britain, along with the United States, and our Allies in NATO, delivered and at applied long-term — that brought us a victorious end to the Cold War in 1989.

This is the magnitude of Winston Churchill’s STATESMANSHIP as defined by a long term strategy, that delivered PEACE for more than seventy years to this day. And it also brought a magnificent fruit of Victory against our opponent the Soviet Union; a full quarter century after Winston had passed from this world.

Winston Churchill’s Cold War “detente strategy” became the default policy of the United States and it’s “empire of the mind” as it was further defined, crafted, and reiterated by many Presidents, Prime Ministers, and NATO leaders, in the subsequent years aftert the Berlin Wall was built. Yet the Cold War “Detente” Strategy endured, and in the tactical theater, met and answered the challenges posed by the Soviet Union; but in the strategic theater; engaged by parlaying, negotiating, defusing, detonating, and deterring — all potential causes of open conflict and instead rolled all of it, into this amorphous strategic melange, callled detente.

Who remembers today, the red telephone installed in the Oval office of the President of the US in the WHite House; connecting the US President directly with the office of the Soviet Premiere inside the Kremlin?

And who remembers today, that Winston Churchill, was the author, and the originator of the Cold War DETENTE strategy, and its subsequent tactical policy applications?

Not very many people do…

Be that as it may, history is instructive, because much like virtue it offers it’s own rewards.

And those who know and understand HISTORY — reap the obvious benefit, because they do not fall in the trap of repeating it.

My fervent belief is that this book will serve as an instrument that can help us avoid that fall.

Further, I sense that this book might help us avoid repeating the mistakes of the past and instead follow innovative and imaginative Strategies that will lead us to Victory, as all great ideas can and often do.

And in some ways it is designed as books often are, to serve as “Brain Software” that can allow the mind of the “right” reader —  to upgrade our thinking, and therefore upgrade our actions too.

Yet this book, can only do that software upgrade, when studied carefully, and the writings above, are all deeply understood, and engraved inot your necktop computer. Because in this capacity — it will serve the Leader well.

And I am hoping that it will be read by the Great Leaders, because the ideas here, along with Thucydides Athens VS Melos dialogue, comprise the best study course for understanding the most critical foreign policy issues of our times.

China VS the United States of America.

None other is as important as this one pivotal issue.

Capice?

Questions, questions, question…

But where lay the answers?

That’s a question fit for an Oracle of the magnitude of Winston Churchill.

Because Winston Churchill fashioned himself to be an Oracle for his day and he assured people that he saw what’s coming down the pike… Somehow his vast analytical mind allowed him the intelligence of deducing the future from the present armed with the knowledge of the past and all the tidbits of special intelligence gathered from the ‘field’ and from all walks of life. And somehow Winston was able to gather all these inputs and come up with the correct description of the future to come.
That’s the job of a prophet and that’s why he was called the Oracle.

Winston Churchill the modern Oracle of Apollo.

It appears that epigenetics works well and the DNA of my biological grandfather along with my education and intelligence and specialized training has enabled me to be able to ‘see the future’ too.

Naturally — I’ve been asked to describe it more times than I can remember.

This is a great gift — to be able to see far ahead and we call it Political and Economic divination. It is a skill one trains for through the study of Cybernetics and Advanced Physics.

It is certainly not a simple science or a popular science thing. It obviously not the kind of futurology the New Age people would have you believe that they know. And it is not the kind of stuff the Stoners would like to tell you — they do.

My grandfathers’ and my gift — is the real deal.
Political Foresight. Simple political foresight that allows us to see far into the future…

This is the kind of intelligent Security assessment about War and Peace. Or maybe a way to answer these simple questions people asked Winston about the future many more times, than I can remember.

And the funny thing is, that I’ve been asked the same thing, many times by friends and foes alike…

Because like old Winnie — I am also the Oracle of Politics and Economics.

Indeed these questions have been asked of me with ferocity, and salacious frequency, from all sides in today’s Conflicts of Civilization.

Of course, it has been my friends and not my foes, who prompted me to write this book, because the former asked for this Herculean effort to be put in the open and shared in the light of day, for the benefit of Humanity — whereas the latter paid me dearly to give them the benefit of the Churchillian Wisdom for Victory and World Conquest, as a private matter, and as Strategic Consulting — ostensibly for Corporate purposes — even though we both knew that they would want to use this specialized knowledge for their dark designs to be eventually foisted upon all of us.

You can clearly guess, which side won me over… but on the 50th anniversary of the death of Winston Churchill, my ‘secret’ grandfather — I was asked by good friends, and inspired by none other than destiny, to write this book, because I believe that Strategic Knowledge is the most powerful thing the World has ever known, and as such, it is best used to Good Purpose and Honest Means for Human Progress.

So it follows that the victorious Churchillian Vision of World Affairs, encompassing Christian Western Civilization, and Ethical Leadership in Service to Humanity, is not something to be trifled with. Nor is it something that I or anyone else can unwittingly allow to fall in the wrong hands. Like Kryptonite for leaders, we have to be rather careful because this powerful tool of wisdom simply can render our Policies ineffective and it can easily be used against our side on this magnificent conflict of Civilization.

Yet I am not too worried about that eventuality — because the Conflagration that this form of Kryptonite will cause, requires the Free Will of Brave Citizens to function and consume the enemy, and that somehow reassured me that the Good Side will eventually win. There is something to be remembered too: The Churchillian wisdom only works to bring Victory and Glory to those men that already feel at Liberty to fight, and are willing to offer their lives up to the Common Cause of Freedom, Human Destiny and Democracy, out of a personal choice and through an unfettered intellect. Because it is this heart mind connection that Free people have when they are fighting for their ideals and for their home country, and thus they can outmaneuver, outsmart, and outfight their enemies’ best strategies, and lead us to another long lasting Victory in the eternal battle of Light fighting the lethal forces of Darkness.

And that is the kind of battle we are fighting today. A war of Civilization that will either lead us to the Dark Ages for ever, or to an Enlightened Society and a Future that will Free Humanity from the bondage of Despairing Ideologies of submission of the Human Nature to the Soul snatching Evil. This is a battle that we have to win, and by the way, that is the only Victory I am interested in.

Right now we stand defeated and dejected because we have allowed for far too long the forces of Evil to be ushered into our House and in many cases to be made Masters of our Domain. And we’ve done that as if we didn’t know any better…

Yet we clearly know that this too shall pass, because as You know day from night, so you will also know on whose side my Hopes, and my Wisdom rests along with my loyalties, and that is the Winning side as old Winnie would say and do…

Yet the reason all sort of folk ask for my advice as Winston’s channel and long removed counsel, is not simply because they see the spark of genius of the old Winston, visibly emanating in me, but because my likeness makes them feel as if they speak to the Man. The Man who was the unchallenged Victor of the Second World War. The most important man in the world, at his time. The man that saved us from a Thousand years of darkness…

Indeed it was old Winnie, that fought brilliantly in five continents across this globe and masterminded complex Cybernetic Strategy amongst his maps and his strategy rooms, and who devised the plan for victory through little sleep but furious work between his naps, his whisky, his cigars, and his baths. And it was this Tower of a Man that saved us from the Dark Ages that were promised to all of us from the Third Reich ushered in by that artless Austrian corporal named Adolf…

So it is again Winston Spencer Leonard Churchill, the man that embodied all of our hopes, all of our ideals, and certainly all of our principles of Christendom at the darkest hours to face our Civilization. And it was this man Winston Churchill who was courageous of heart, and willing to fight like a Lion, to be the Champion of all Humanity. This was the man called upon to save us through his crucial Leadership and his fantastic Communication skills resting upon his brilliant Oratory and his commonsense wisdom that kept us warm and safe, and allowed us to live another day to fight on and eventually claim Victory in this primeval Battle for the Soul of Man.

And it was his Great Leadership that allowed us to live & write another glorious chapter in the History of Man for the Ages. And in the process, it was Winston Churchill who was proclaimed the Savior of the Anglo-Saxon speaking world, and the European Civilization as well as the Great Protector of Liberty and Democracy. So let us hope that today He might give us another intellectual boost that will help us to not only survive & exist, but to flourish and cherish our ways of life and our Civilization for another Thousand years steeped in Freedom, Liberty, and Democracy fit for the best of human beings.

The Duke of Marlborough, our ancestor and brilliant Strategist, fearless warrior, and suave Statesman, and incidentally Winston’s very own idol, and occasional intellectual amanuensis, doesn’t even come close to the breadth and depth of Winston Churchill’s achievements and eventual impact on Western Civilization.

Yes today, as everybody wants a piece of advice from Winston Churchill – and people play musical chairs with Winston’s bust in the White House and in the Television talking heads — his true wisdom is hard to find. THe more people want an answer in a subject the more likely it is to find evidence for both sides of the issue coming straight of his mouth. Such is the case with Churchill’s position on the issue of Brexit, or Islam, or even Conservative politics and going to War. He said so many different things on so many differing issues, that it is actually impossible to interpret his complex mind and his erudite approach towards Solutions. Yet for me, it is easy, because of my personality, my endearing charm, and certainly my penetrating intellect, and my Art of Leadership & Diplomacy, that naturally draws people to me, like moths to the flame. Some fly around and keep a safe distance to educate themselves and some others get burned from the intensity of the Intellect. And then there is the third group of people that fly totally against me because they are creatures of the dark and hate the pure Light that emanates out of me because it shines the pure Light of Freedom and Love and it makes them look rather bad.

But at any rate they all come knocking and wanting help and understanding and I have no choice but to offer that wisdom to them, even if it kills them, or even worse makes them want to kill me… Still, I’ve got to do this, because who knows what draws them near?

Perhaps it is my deep strategic wisdom that draws them, to me. Or perhaps, it is the effectiveness of my Counsel. Or it is the ultimate accuracy of my predictions tested over time that brings them here.

Regardless what magnetizes them, my principled conviction; is in helping Human Beings through thick and thin. This is exactly what keeps the people around too.

But people are fickle and at times irregular, illogical, and inimical, because this is what people want from me: Delphic Oracular Powers. Nothing less. People ask me for Deep Future Intelligence with actionable items, tactical ideas, and Strategies, that will lead to the desired results, and victories in the marketplace or in the field of honor.

The thing is that I deliver Strategy that brings Victories in the battlefield of ideas, that win people’s hearts and minds, and eventually bring Victory to their side of the wars – but I am loath to assist people in killing each other.

And that is not because I am a Pacifist or something arcane like that, but simply because I am a Pragmatist and a keen student of History. And just as this goes — to never assist someone who wants to do harm, happens to be my motto.

Yet seeing the future is a ‘rare gift’ and here is Winston Churchill with some real prescient knowledge about the political future almost a century before it came to pass in our present travails between reality and fakery of our political perceptions and the news.

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So when today all the left leaning liberal establishment Media lie about who is the real Fascist — you better look back to Winston Churchill with gratitude for his advance warning…

And as we stand at the beginning of this hotly contested Millennium, it is evident today that we need all the warnings and the advice from the Oracles of Politics, (meaning old Winnie & Me) because all of the warring political sides are lacking the quality Leadership.
Yet is leadership coupled with foresight that is at ease manifesting both the Tactical Knowledge and the Long Term Strategic Vision that allowed Winston Churchill to play the Grand game and win.

And it is this quality of Leadership that we need today, because the people leading us, don’t have these qualities — and in their place, they use false bravado, fake news, and bluster, — and that can only take you so far. And as far as the Chinese and North Korean leaders will soon find out — these fake news assets, can only take you so far before the revelation of your emptiness comes around to choke you and thus strangle your chances of Supremacy.

This is what we need to remind our own leaders too, because we learned it from well honed practises from the past. We need to fight and we need to be able to fight intelligently. War should not be feared. Instead it ought to be respected.

History indeed is full of these examples and it was indeed Winston Churchill, that contrary to those falsities, chose to administer his forces with sagacity, and cunning, always undershowing his hand, and consistently snatching Victories from the jaws of defeat. Fighting came natural to Winston Churchill, who all the while managed to monopolize the mantle of victorious ethical leadership during all his battlefield engagements, in peacetime and wartime, and especially in the first and second world wars and in the parliamentary battles of his long political career.

Long after he retired he sought to reconcile rhetoric with reality beyond his declarations of the Cold War to the actual thawing of it all, and the protection of our Existence from nuclear weapons and their illogical use in the event of a war amongst the super-powers. And people today tend to forget all of his efforts for Peace and remember him only as a Militarist and a War monger. Yet what most people truly forget is that Winston Churchill, strove to monopolize the public “conversation” because he knew the strength of discourse in the public arena, and the power of having the last word in that very same public discourse to bring about the desired results in the service of Peace. That is why he used the media and newspapers always to project this idea and why he masterfully managed to share his views. And for that gift to posterity and to basic leadership knowledge — we also have to thank his mighty pen, and also his private secretaries that always religiously transcribed and typed up all of his musings, and indecipherable handwritten manuscripts.

Being aware of these things myself — I also excel in both of these areas and thus people flock to my speeches because of my writings, and buy my books because of my oratory, and my political philosophy. But above all else, they come to me, because of my dominant Public Conversation skills and authoritarian voice of Reason and Foresight. Indeed, I think offering ‘gems-to-the-swine’ is not a good way to prosper, and therefore religiously avoid all mention of my ‘special skills’ to the general public lest the swine get hold of the truth about the future to come. Thus I still act as a magnet for intelligent people, and for all the good folks hoping to follow my lead, learn from me, and apply my recipe for leadership & success — while keeping the enemies of our country, the haters, the suave criminals of corruption, the parade of snowflakes, the current fascists claiming in an Orwellian fashion to be Antifa, their Islamic femdoms, and the gender fluid perverts, the losers with the communist sympathizers and their ilk the socialists and of course defeatist self haters; the libtards — keep all those at the same distance that I keep from the real herds of swine due to smell and unhygienic propensity to roll in their own excrement and to eat the self same. Am especially careful about avoiding the awful fans and the lunatics that pretend to be all about some kind of Stalinist social justice utopia that want to send to the nearest ‘Siberian Gulag’ all those of us who speak openly, truly, in a politically incorrect manner, and who choose to pack ‘heat’ at all times to protect self, family, and community — thus honoring both our first and our second amendment to the Constitution and thus keeping our Republic and Freedom alive and well.

There is a battle out there. And at times the political correctness brigade of pvssies, lunatics, & self haters, win. Their victory is a loss for all of us — but we don’t know it yet. Still, we have to remember that we are on the right side of history, and as long as we listen to the Good Angels of our Heart, and we execute their Counsel — we can rest assured that we shall be well compensated at long last; for all the many miseries being visited upon our heads by our misguided friends. We have to be able to see our compatriots as that. Citizens of our country cannot be enemies to each other, lest we tear asunder the bonds that unite all of us in these United States of America. We are able to repair the tears that push us apart, and that is why we are adored by those folks true to the heart, to the flag, and to Republic & Constitution, that we are keen, strong, and mindful to keep. We are one Republic and we best behave as such.

And as Abraham Lincoln might have said to us again today: ‘Let us work together to repair the tears from the fabric of our society before our enemies gleefully see us torn asunder form one another.’ And let’s also recall Thomas Jefferson, this ultimate Democratic Republican man; who talked of our goal in this country, of seeking to create “an aristocracy of achievement arising out of a democracy of opportunity.”

Our Republic was loved by these great men. And I hope that our Leaders today love our Republic the same way, as it is loved by all the Citizens, and all those that matter both in our Home, and all around the World. All around the world where the American dream is still alive because American is the first Empire of the Mind and a power of a different and ethical kind — the world has never seen before.

Let’s enjoy this Love and let’s return a goodly measure of it to all and sundry. Because even myself, I get plenty of Love and Recognition. Especially coming, from those Leaders today, who are keen to study the Art of power, and learn to win long term; yet also learn to deflect attacks successfully, and defend themselves strategically, as well as defend the Realm and protect our Republic. To Defend and Protect the People is the first act of Statesmanship. And as the case might be, is the first duty of each Citizen as we all ought to perform this honorable duty, in any of our stations of Life, and through the demands made, and the opportunities afforded, in whatever position we occupy in Leadership.  Same as we all do in our own Leadership practice, in our own Life, in our own Society, and in our own community — acting in accord with our principles & our convictions.

As for myself – I never disclose what’s to come, because I happen to think that I know what the future holds, and clearly those who ask for the ready-made product of my silogysm — don’t. They don’t because maybe they are not interested enough to invest the requisite time, treasure, and energy, in reading the tea leaves, and just as important, making the effort to understand and to deeply comprehend, what the tea leaves, truly have to say about them and their situation…

Think about it.

But You’ll surely get a pretty good idea of what is to come in our future, by reading these three books…

I do what I do and especially in this instance, because I’ve got to know people’s intent, and also because I want to be instructive to get people to think for themselves. Knowledge is power and we best keep it that way, so if those knocking on my door have ill intent — they get shown the door. If their intent is good — they get to become our cooperators and share in the spoils of our Empire of the Mind. That’s how we build networks of trust.

And that’s how old & dear grandpa Winnie, got to be the ultimate winner on all the pursuits of his long life. He went through an awful litany of failures and long defeats before he ever secured any small measure of victory. And that always mattered to him. And perhaps that’s the secret. “Fail and fail magnificently — yet find the inner strength to rise again and again.” Go on and “Find the ‘will’ to rise up in order to be able to fail another day.”

And if you keep this up for any length of time, and if you are bold enough — you are inevitably going to find some crumbs of winnings. These cramps will lead you to a bigger Victory, and eventually to success, fame and glory. But first you have to gain distinction. The distinction that Winston earned was as an adventurer that would try anything for game and along the way he developed a reputation for failure. But he also developed a reputation for an indomitable spirit full of spunk, that would allow him to go through hell and keep on walking.

Occasionally a small victory started coming his way. And indeed he was helped greatly by his network of friends and devoted acolytes, in his own private society that brought together the best information with the best minds around him — so that he can discern the future. That is the Churchill Society — a society of friends, that still keeps going today through the offices of many great people, and also yours truly…

But we digress…

Time to see the other most important quality of Statesmanship. The art of foresight and vision, or as best described here: The art of being an Oracle. We best learn from the most famous and notable of all Oracles — the one at Delphi in ancient Greece, that served us well for a Thousand years of advise and profitable prophesy.

Clearly, the Oracle of Apollo at Delphi, had a truly difficult job when compared to the modern day intelligence services, today’s prognosticators, or even those that History regarded as Great Men; people like Alexander, and like Winston — and to travel further down the line of history towards modern times — myself, and my industrious friends.

It takes hard work to become the Oracle and Winston Churchill saw to it early on, by first being amazed by the Oracle of Delphi’s acuity and it’s long documented usefulness. And that is why he studied all of the known and surviving predictions and assessments that Oracle had granted through times to the Great Seekers and the Kings and Princes that graced its halls and darkened it’s treasury over a course of two thousand years of its existence. And that is how Winston learned the Art of Foresight. His particularly well pronounced Art of being “The Oracle” of his time. He studied the practice of the most famous Oracle of all time. And he did it rather well. Same as it was for me, and as it is now also for you — the student, the reader, the leader — who wants to learn “the Supreme Art” of ‘seeing’ and ‘knowing’ what the future holds.

And by the way You need this art if you consider yourself the Statesman…

To be continued….

 

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | April 20, 2017

That

The whole world lives within a safeguarding:
Fish inside waves, birds held in the sky;

All subsist, exist, held in the divine.
Nothing is ever alone for a single moment.

All giving comes from There;

No matter who you think,
you put your open hand out towards;

It’s ‘That’ which gives.

–Rumi

 

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Yours,

Dr Churchill

 

Posted by: Dr Pano Kroko Churchill | April 7, 2017

Some Sorrow

The deeper that sorrow carves into your being,
the more joy you can contain…

When you are joyous, look deep into your heart,

and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow,
that is giving you joy.

When you are sorrowful — look again in your heart,

and you shall see that in truth you are weeping,
for that which has been your delight.

–Khalel Gibran

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