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Views on England and the English
By an Unknown Mystic.
(Nationality a strict secret, but with Celtic tendencies, sometimes)
RWR.
First let us dispense with the easy bit, the geographical physical land
called England; or that tiny plot of Eden set in an emerald sea which
keeps silly foreigners out. Nothing greater than this ever existed in
physical form in the physical universe, ever. Anyone who argues with
that will be shot, for being so blind and stupid. And this, one has to
hastily add, is despite the fact that for about 700,000 years the locals
have been trying their damndest to ruin the place faster than you can
say Fish-n-Chips. So, nature kinda hangs in there like a stubborn
determined git despite the antics of the so called most intelligent
critters in existence (Homo-Sopians). However.
Orf the North West coast of mainland Europe there be a small group of
islands, the largest of which is called Great Britain. It is called
Great because it is the largest of about 6000 islands in the group,
although I have never counted them personally. They are quite small
islands even though Great Britain is the largest island in Europe; and
they are all inhabited by wild life – including the birds and
animals et al. Most of the islands are nothing but lumps of rock just
pocking above sea level and contain birds only, and maybe a few worms,
who knows. The second largest lump is called Ireland, and which was once
a part of America which broke off, and the inhabitants of which have
been attempting to regain their control of the bit that got away due to
continental drift (one day America is going to bump into Japan the way
things are going).
The largest of these islands however, as said, became known as Great
Britain. This lump contains three tribes of two legged wild beasts; the
English the Welsh and the Scots. Well it used to anyway, but things are
changing fast. It is a toss up now as to whether it becomes a
protectorate of Poland or Pakistan within a few more decades, unless the
melting poles (not the Polish) drown them all first and send them back
to from whence they came below the waves – probably the better and
more fitting option given current events. However, there is an even
bigger problem in the short term since what became known as devolution.
For a couple of hundred years these three tribes lived together in some
kind of mysterious union, but the Welsh and the Scots now have their own
parliament/government whilst the English do not have one of their own.
And thus it is that the English are seeking their individual identity,
or so it is said anyway. So, the English want to know (so others say
anyway) what they are. Now, the answer to this question is anybody's
guess really, for in one sense there is not such critter. But lurking
somewhere below the surface of things there is something which makes
English people English. Maybe it is just a common love of Fish-n-Chips
rapped in a vinegar soaked newspaper on coming out of the flix on a
Friday night. But then again maybe it is a wee bit more than that.
Invariably the best ones to define it are foreigners (most of whom now
speak English; and one wonders why) – which comprises the rest of
Homo Sopians. But let us take a wee look at it in all seriousness for a
while.
One also has to remind readers that the words England and English are
forbidden words, in any currency on earth - even in England. So you use
them at your peril. The English are a mystery rapped in a perennial
enigma – and unsolvable. England does not have a government (for
they are all ungovernable gits anyway, so that is mere pragmatism). It
does not have a national anthem or a written constitution; for they are
restricting, defining, and a waste of time and paper – thank the
powers that be. England is a secular state simply because there are too
many gods to choose from, so sod the lot of them – and they are all
imports from foreigners anyway– the English detest foreigners for
obvious reasons, yet they often help them out of the mire of their own
creation.
Most nations and cultures love heroes but the English love the underdog
and the no hoper; for it is more of a challenge and defies convention
– who wants to bother with anything easy. It is said that the
English love pomp and ceremony, but this is only a psychological ploy to
attract foreign income, so do not be fooled by it – for they had to
sell the Empire to stand alone in the free world – lest one forgets;
so they need the cash to give all the foreign immigrants (and who hate
England and the English by the way) a home and a place in the dole
queue. When they stand and sing `God save the Queen' (The
German British National Anthem) they are really thinking about that pint
of real ale this evening down at yee Olde Bull and Bullshit Inn; and of
course the new buxom bar maid therein from some unknown backward
country, and the natives of which do not speak or fink proper like wot
they do. Thus, if anyone tries to rule/govern the English they will die
of frustration, so long as they manage to live long enough to do that
thing; for up with anything different the English will not put –
unless it is a Chinese or Indian take away needless to say (for the
English cannot cook and find it a waste of time anyway when beer is on
the scene). But foreign beer is definitely a no-no among real English
folks from the Shires of Albion.
Of all the obnoxious, crude, stubborn, cantankerous, trouble making
bunch of drunken mongrels that have ever existed on earth then the
English are the most reviled among all humanity – or so it seems,
and with a large smattering of jealousy thrown in for flavouring
(instigated initially by the French of course). Fortunately for the
English they have the Scots and the Welsh as close mates, even though
they play at otherwise be the case. And without the Irish of course
there would be no good jokes or sad songs; and to say nothing of
sing-posts which deliberately point the wrong way to confuse the Germans
every time they try to get here – no way amigos. There is of course
the rumour that some are trying their damndest to make England a Muslim
state these days; but that will never happen, and far smarter folk have
tried for millennia, and failed. There is also a rumour that the English
lost the North Americas to the Yanks. But of course, like all things
there, they have turned that myth into yet another religion. No; the
English did not want to own the USA, for they saw trouble ahead and got
out fast leaving it to the Irish and the Jews, and few Masons – now
there is a fascinating combination which will take some resolving to be
sure. I guess the Irish will win, for there are few English there now.
Ahhg, begorah, tis a strange place innit.
The big problem of course with regard to the English is that they are
all individualistic romantics and idealists, and yet they will all swear
blind that they aint. But that of course is a little white lie, for they
are. And that is why they are unconquerable, for the spirit of the
English is unbounded and indestructible. And that is why, as yet at
least, it is still the best place to be born into here, and would always
be my first choice of a place to land whist it is still above sea level;
if one has to land here at all that is – and despite all the rest of
it, and the abuse and ridicule. Added to which the variety of rocks
makes the best whusky in the world – but we let the Scots make it,
for it keeps them quiet and whilst the Welsh mind their own business and
sing Land of my Fathers - now there is a good national anthem for you
eh. Maybe we will pinch it one day – but sing it in English of
course. Try singing that in Welsh when you have had a few pints and your
false teeth will fly all over the joint – or even if you have not
had a few beers for that matter. So, if any fool thinks that they
understand the English, then forget it, for nobody does, let alone the
English – too many crazy mixed up genes in that soup. Maybe it will
become a designer label in the USA ;- ) Well, maybe one day. But not
yet.
Actually however, it is not really about what it is to be English at
all, but rather as to what it is TO BE, you see. And to be your self
requires of necessity that one is free of being yoked to something else
by the will and dictate of another. But only you can let them bind you
that way. This is what the real essence of what being English is. It is
not a destination, for that is a mere willow-the-wisp, but it is an
ongoing perennial ideal. It is not a thing to have, it is a thing TO BE,
you see. And it is the same for any critter anywhere in space and time,
or beyond. Anyway, let us finish this short epistle with some comments
to some well known quotes – for fun…
[ "Ask any man what nationality he would prefer to be, and ninety nine
out of a hundred will tell you that they would prefer to be Englishmen".
Cecil Rhodes. ]
Well I have never met any-man, and I have never asked anybody that
question; but I doubt it. But, who cares.
[ general smuts - south african leader (1940)
"We must choose our friends for the future. I choose the country under
which we suffered 40 to 50 years ago but who, when we were at their
mercy, treated us as a Christian people". ]
Ah, remember it in your own land when you rule then eh amigo.
[unknown german author
"The inhabitants are extremely proud and overbearing. They care little
for foreigners, but scoff and laugh at them".
(Describing a visit to England by Frederick, Duke of Wurttemberg in
1592) ]
Any good reason why they should worry, and should not laugh?
[king harold II (1022-1066)
"I will give him seven feet of English ground, or as much more as he may
be taller than other men".
(When asked, before the Battle of Stamford Bridge, (not White Heart
Lane) what he would offer the invading Norwegian King) ]
As much as that? Oh dear, what a waste. How's about a Viking pie
for the dogs instead?
[bill burford - author of "among the thugs"
"Someone shouted that we were all English. Why are we running? The
English don't run. And so it went on. Having fled in panic, some of the
supporters would then remember that they were English and this was
important, and they would remind the others that they too were English,
and this was important, and with renewed sense of national identity,
they would come abruptly to a halt, turn around, and charge the Italian
police".
(upon witnessing English football hooligans fighting a pitched battle
with the Italian police, Sardinia 1990) ]
Tut tut indeed; kids of today ! Keep the booze locked up until they have
become men and have proved it in their deeds.
[jean froissart (1333-1410) - french poet
"The more blood they shed, the crueller and more ruthless they become.
They're fiery and furious, they quickly grow angry and take a long time
to calm down".
(Witnessing the character of English troops as they advanced through
France in the 15th century) ]
Ah well, when needs must; and when in Rome, so to speak.
[arthur wellesley (1769-1852) - the duke of wellington
"The scum of the earth. The mere scum of the earth".
(Describing his own army in the nineteenth century) ]
That's it mate, you tell em.
[ george orwell (1903-1950) - english author
"In left-wing circles it is always felt that there is something slightly
disgraceful in being an Englishman, and that it is a duty to snigger at
every English institution, from horse racing to suet puddings. It is a
strange fact, but it is unquestionably true, that almost any English
intellectual would feel more ashamed of standing to attention during
"God Save the King" than stealing from a poor box". ]
Too right eh. And who administrates and deals out the contents of the
poor box and to whom? Robin Hood did it best don't you know.
[arthur bryant - historian
"All ultimately intermarried to produce a race of many strains, which
may account for the paradox that a people famed for stolid, patient,
practical common-sense; a nation as Napoleon said, of "shopkeepers", has
produced more adventurers, explorers and poets than probably any other
in history". ]
What do you mean PROBABLY ? Damned cheek of the guy.
[ george santayana - spanish/american philosopher
"Never, since the heroic days of Greece, has the world had such a sweet,
just, boyish master". ]
Oh well, you are only saying it because it is true – this guy aint
just come up the Thames on a bike against the tide has he.
[douglas jerrold (1803-1875) - english author & journalist
"The best thing I know between England and France is the sea".
(Re: The Anglo-French Alliance) ]
Too true. But Alliance? Who is kidding whom?
[ralph waldo emerson (1803-1882) - american philosopher & poet
"There are multitudes of young rude English who have the self
sufficiency and bluntness of their nation, and who, with their disdain
for the rest of mankind, and with this indigestion and choler, have made
the English traveller a proverb for uncomfortable and offensive manner".
]
Oh dear, what a reputation to have to try and live up to.
[eighteenth century french traveller
"They will break panes of glass and smash the windows of coaches, and
also knock you down without the slightest compunction. On the contrary,
they will roar with laughter".
(Upon attending a football game in 18th century England) ]
So, what is the problem then? Tis good fun zapping Frogs innit. Gawd
help us you guys have no sense of humour. Bit like the Germans in that
sense.
[adolf hitler
"Germany will dominate Europe, and England the world outside".]
Ever been wrong sunshine?
[ralph waldo emerson (1803-1882) - american philosopher & poet
"By this sacredness of individuals, the English have in seven hundred
years evolved the principles of freedom". ]
Oh, it's him again. Yup, the cry is freedom from tyranny and dictate
mate.
[ jeremy paxman - political analyst & tv presenter
"It is a mark of self confidence: the English have not spent a great
deal of time defining themselves because they haven't needed to".
(Extract from his book "The English") ]
Oh that one sounds fun, I will perhaps read that one and learn all about
it. But, sure, to define is to limit. Innit.
[arthur bryant - historian
"Five times by her mastery of the sea she has prevented a continental
military conqueror from imposing a despotic authoritarian rule on Europe
and the rest of the world". ]
And the rest of the world seems to hate them for it. Such is Homo
Sopians. But whilst men grumble evolution rumbles on.
[arthur bryant - historian
"The value set by her people on the freedom and sanctity of the
individual, on justice and fair play, on mercy and tenderness towards
the weak, and their dislike of lawless violence and their capacity to
tolerate, forget and forgive have been, for all England's past mistakes
and faults, a very real factor in human evolution". ]
But England is dying of old age and the world has got the USA now.
Gnothi Seauton. Tis mysterious as to how a small country on a small
island in the middle of the sea can play such a large part in the
evolution of the human mind; and the arts and sciences, and culture. One
needs to be free and inspired to do that.
[ george mikes - author
"When people say England, they sometimes mean Great Britain, sometimes
the United Kingdom, sometimes the British Isles - but never England".
(From his book "How To Be An Alien) ]
We are all aliens, but some are more alienated than others. Life is on
this world; but not from it. See above comment.
[john milton (1643) - english poet
"God is decreeing to begin some new and great period in his Church, even
to the reforming of Reformation itself. What does he then but reveal
Himself to his servants, and as is his manner, first to his Englishmen".
]
Slap me vitals, I thought it was her Englishmen. Sex runs deep, but not
that bloody deep mate. Grow up !
[ lord admiral horatio nelson
"First, you must implicitly obey orders… Secondly, you must consider
every man as your enemy who speaks ill of your King... And thirdly, you
must hate a Frenchman as you do the devil".
(Giving advice to a new recruit on how to survive in the Royal Navy) ]
:- ) No problem sport; it comes easy and natural.
[ ogden nash - american humorist
"Let us pause to consider the English. Who when they pause to consider
themselves they get all reticently thrilled and tinglish, because every
Englishman is convinced of one thing, viz; that to be an Englishman is
to belong to the most exclusive club there is". ]
Ah, truth will out eh.
[sir winston churchill (1874-1965)
"When I warned them (the French Government) that Britain would fight on
alone whatever they did, their generals told their Prime Minister and
his divided Cabinet, "In three weeks England will have her neck wrung
like a chicken." Some chicken! Some neck!".
(Speech to Canadian Parliament 1941) ]
Now there was a guy with a silver spoon in his cake hole. Pity he used
to shoot guys on strike for a better deal. But then again his mum was a
Yank ;- )
[ george borrow (1803-1881) - english writer
"Let no one sneer at the bruisers of England - What were the gladiators
of Rome or the bull fighters of Spain, in its palmist days, compared to
England's bruisers?". ]
Still got the bruises mate, and a good memory.
[rupert brooke (1887-1915) - english poet
"If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven".
("The Soldier" - 1914) ]
Yeah eh.
[sir winston churchill (1874-1965)
"the Battle of Britain is about to begin... Let us therefore brace
ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the British
Empire and its Commonwealth should last a thousand years, men will still
say: This was their finest hour".
(Extract from speech delivered on 18th June 1940) ]
And from hindsight me thinks it was. Leastwise as of yet.
[ george bernard shaw (1856-1950) - irish playwright
"There is nothing so bad or so good that you will not find Englishmen
doing it; but you will never find an Englishman in the wrong. He does
everything on principle. He fights you on patriotic principles; he robs
you on business principles; he enslaves you on imperial principles; he
bullies you on manly principles; he supports his King on loyal
principles and cuts off his King's head on republican principles". ]
Yeah well, he was Irish and saw through a glass darkly. Guinness is good
for you though to be sure.
[ lord byron (1788-1824) - english poet
"The English winter - ending in July, to recommence in August". ]
Did I miss something? Not a lot. It never ends, they just change the
date.
[ernest dupuy - american historian
"The initiation of a series of events which would lead a revitalized
Anglo-Saxon-Norman people to a world leadership more extensive than that
of ancient Rome".
(Regarding the Battle of Hastings) ]
Rome will not last, for it was built upon corruption, exploitation and
lies and thence fell into decadence. The people loved to be fooled, so
fooled let them be; was their dictum. You can fool most of the people
some of the time; but you will not fool the English barbarians any of
the time bud. Let alone trying it at Yuletide too.
[ d. h. lawrence
"I don't like England very much, but the English do seem a rather
lovable people. They have such a great gentleness". ]
SSssshhhh, don't spoil the fun ! But, if you do not like England
then go, and view it from a distance – or maybe from the potting
shed with half-a-crown Alice for company eh.
[ cecil rhodes (1853-1902) - south african statesman
"Remember that you are an Englishman, and have consequently won first
place in the lottery of life". ]
We do not forget that; but one had to work for that and work to maintain
it. Tis not writ in the stars you know.
[ english proverb
"A smooth sea never made a skilful mariner." ]
It sure as hell did not. To emerge into the light one first has to
travel through the darkness, alone.
[foreign observer (1373)
"The English are so filled with their own greatness and have won so
many big victories that they have come to believe they cannot lose. In
battle they are the most confident nation in the world".]
Why expect somebody else to do that which you will not try yourself
first. And who else is going to do it for you anyway? If you want
something done then do it yourself. The fairies will not intervene. And
where did the lack of confidence and hope ever get one that was worth
going to ? Confidence is not quite the same thing as over confidence,
is it. Well, don't ask me, ask Mr Hitler; he will know by now.
[oscar wilde
"If one could only teach the English how to talk and the Irish how to
listen, society would be quite civilized." ]
Don't sit around waiting for miracles to happen friend. Do it
yourself. Anyway, it aint how you talk, it is whether you have anything
to say or not. Innit. A billion pretty words do not make a thing true.
[ alice duer miller
"...I am American bred. I have seen much to hate here, much to forgive.
But in a world where England is finished and dead, I do not wish to
live."
The White Cliffs (1940) ]
Ahhh, aint that sweet. Well, alas and alack, she is nearly dead now my
dear. But who knows eh, stuff happens; and they might wake up again when
push comes to shove. Do not worry about the hate, for that is not the
opposite of love, tis just another manifestation due to it. Whilst
symmetry exists then the unity of eternity waits in the wings, resting
in heavenly peace.
[riem (1762-1828)
"In the eyes of the Englishman, the Frenchman is a dog, the Spaniard a
fool, the German a drunkard, the Italian a bandit. Only the Englishman
is the pinnacle of perfection and nature's masterpiece." ]
Is this guy prone to exaggeration – or not. THAT is the question.
[ george mikes - hungarian born anglophile
"The world still consists of two clearly divided groups; the English and
the foreigners. One group consists of less than 50 million people; the
other of 3,950 million people. The latter group does not really count."
]
:- )))) Well said that man from Hungary, you will never be hungry here
sport. Have a bag of Fish-n-Chips and a pint on me.
[ ralph waldo emerson (1803-1882) - american philosopher & poet
"The Englishman who visits Mount Etna will carry his tea-kettle to the
top."]
So what is wrong with that? You gotta have a cup of Rosie wherever you
go, for anything less would not be human or civilised. And it warms you
up ready for a cold beer. Beats coca-cola eh.
[ julius caesar scaliger (1540-1609)
"The perfidious, haughty, savage, disdainful, stupid, slothful,
inhospitable, inhuman English." ]
At least we knew how to fix a cart to horse mate.
[ stendhal (1783-1842)
"The English are, I think, the most obtuse and barbarous people in
the world". ]
Wow, did you manage to think that all on your own? Thinking is OK when
it correlates with reality. Oh, by the way, we are ON the world not IN
it. Innit.
[ duncan spaeth (1868-1954)
"I know why the sun never sets on the British Empire: God would never
trust an Englishman in the dark." ]
Ah, the English must be out of the guys control then eh. But then again
he is too busy looking after the USA and fort Knox.
[ malcolm bradbury
"I like the English. They have the most rigid code if immorality in the
world."]
Oh come orf it mate, that is a wee bit of an exaggeration innit. Gis an
example of perfection some place else on earth?
[ sir winston churchill
"The French cannot forgive us because they owe us so much" ]
Ssshhh, see if they can work it out.
[ patrick tripp - flag-maker to the crown (1997)
"Since Mr Blair has decided to let Scotland go its own way we in England
have said 'sod you, we'll go our own way too, we'll look after
ourselves'. I think England is discovering a sense of itself." ]
Nah, that would spoil the fun. And what would we have for breakfast
without our Scots Porridge Oats and a whusky – and taking a leek in
the Red Dragons den?
[ charles de gaulle - some french bloke named after an airport (1963)
"Britain is insular, bound up by its trade, its markets….with
the most varied and often the most distant countries. Her activity is
essentially industrial, commercial, not agricultural. She has, in all
her work, very special, very original habits and traditions. In short,
the nature, structure, circumstances, peculiar to Britain are different
from those of the other continentals… How can Britain, being what
she is, come into our system? ]
Easy – with great difficulty. Oh, don't you mean YOUR system?
Now, I wonder where you would be if not for the British. Emmm.
EXTERMINATED. Ever heard of Greenwich Mean time? Ah, time can be mean at
times eh. Or maybe the Frog geezers prefer Universal Time uncoordinated.
[ a. l. rowse - author
"The English….are lazy, constitutionally indolent. They are
always being caught lagging behind, unprepared – again and again in
their history it has been the same; and then, when up against it –
they more than make up for lost time by their resourcefulness, their
inventiveness, their ability to extemporise, their self-reliance."
Taken from his book "The English Spirit" ]
Well, when push comes to shove a man has gotta do what a man has gotta
do, and cast your fate to the wind.
[ hesketh pearson
"Our true Patron Saint is not St George but Sir John
Falstaff….we are the most civilised people in the world, the reason
being that we are the most humorous people in the world"
The English Genius, 1939 ]
If you do not laugh then you will spend your time weeping on this world
sir. Better to laugh than cry eh.
[ excerpt from 'the listener' (1939)
"Bravery of the devil-may-care variety is not peculiar to the
English. Where we differ from other peoples is in our natural capacity
for laughing at ourselves. The patriotic employer who embellished the
firm's air-raid shelter with a placard saying "God Save The King
– and us" was expressing a typically English attitude to life.
And this is an attitude that in the days to come will stand us in good
stead. Whatever other noises will assail our ears, it is safe to predict
that the sound of English laughter will not cease to echo around the
world" ]
And let it be so until the end of time. Oh yes, and that is why we can
laugh at others, for we have already busted a gut laughing at us and the
Irish. There is a lesson to be learned there eh comrade.
[Billy Connolly
"Braveheart is pure Australian shite…William Wallace was a spy,
a thief, a blackmailer – a c**t basically. And people are swallowing
it. It's part of a new Scottish racism, which I loath – this
thing that everything horrible is English. It's conducted by the
great unread and the conceited w***ers at the SNP, those dreary little
pr**ks in Parliament who rely on bigotry for support" Billy Connolly
Scottish Comedian ]
Well, this guy sure chooses his words carefully ;- )
[Noel Coward–Dramatist and Writer
"The Battle of Britain was twenty-three years ago and the world has
forgotten it. Those young men, so many of whom I new, flew up into the
air and died for us and all we believed….What did they die for? I
suppose for them selves and what they believed was England. It was
England then – just for a few brave months…The peace which we
are enduring is not worth their deaths.
England has become a third rate power, economically and morally. We are
vulgarized by American values. America, which didn't even know war
on its own ground, is now dictating our policies and patronizing our
values. We are now beset by the "clever ones", all the cheap
frightened people who can see nothing but defeat and who have no pride,
no knowledge of the past, no reverence for our lovely
heritage…Perhaps, just perhaps – someone will rise up and say,
"That isn't good enough." There is still the basic English
character to hold on to, But is there? I am old now..I despise the
young, who see no quality in our great past and who spit, with phoney
left-wing disdain, on all that we, as arace, have contributed to the
living world…I say a grateful goodbye to those foolish, gallant
young men who made it possible for me to be alive today to write these
sentimental words" ]
Oh man, you are in a bad sad way; keep smiling eh, it aint over yet. The
world has not forgotten anything; they just make believe they have; for
they love to play make believe and stick their head in the sand whilst
reality is all around them waving and shouting, look at me, I am here
– yew-hoo.
What is it one needs to be English? I dunno, tis magic. But anyone can
join if they so wish and try hard enough – for we all come from the
same place eh. So, when the cold north wind blows and the virgin snow
lays crisp and even on the hillside, and when the good woman cooks the
bangers and mash over the open fire and the youth pours out the beers
from the wooden casks, then gather the babes around the hearth and speak
to them of life; and how not to miss it whilst it is with us. And let us
endeavour to be worthy of the time and energy invested in us.
Orf to look for Lorna Doone now amigos across the grimp and mire on de
great white charger. Now there was package eh – maybe not quite the
face that launched a thousand ships that toppled the topmost towers of
Illium; but not bad for Exmoor and this foggy climate eh. Me thinks I
will steal her away from the bad guys and make her happy again. That is
what it is to be English, and sod the lot of them if they cannot hack it
and stick the heat. Give me a kid form anywhere in the world until
he/she is twelve, and I will give you an English person; not by birth
but by inspiration and inclination due to hard work and the love of
life, truth, and freedom. Go forth and discover what exists to be
discovered; including thy self. And then you will know what you are; and
live it accordingly; and no matter where you landed here.
Sir Merlin of Exmoor.
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