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Meanwhile, a big Republican defeat in November is quite likely to result in a very nasty isolationist turn inside the opposition party. The neoconservatives - those bad guys who believe that the US should spend blood and treasure trying to bring democracy to the great unwashed - will be discredited. President Obama could find himself under pressure from both parties in Congress to put US interests first.Europe will miss George Bush when he's not around | Gerard Baker - Times Online
Most of all on the big issues — Iran, climate change, trade - he says that there has been convergence between the US and European governments in the past four years. He seems frustrated that America is not given more credit for its good works, dismissing polls that show he in particular — and the US in general — are viewed in Europe as “a force for evil”.He says: “I don't buy into that theory. America is a force for good. America is a force for liberty. America is a force to fight disease. We've got the largest HIV/Aids initiative in the history of the world. We've got a malaria initiative that's saving babies.”President George Bush starts talking language of a dove - Times Online
The White Man's Burden - Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaThe White Man's Burden (1899)
Take up the White Man's burden--
Send forth the best ye breed--
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need;
To wait in heavy harness,
On fluttered folk and wild--
Your new-caught, sullen peoples,
Half-devil and half-child.
Take up the White Man's burden--
In patience to abide,
To veil the threat of terror
And check the show of pride;
By open speech and simple,
An hundred times made plain
To seek another's profit,
And work another's gain.
Take up the White Man's burden--
The savage wars of peace--
Fill full the mouth of Famine
And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest
The end for others sought,
Watch sloth and heathen Folly
Bring all your hopes to naught.
Take up the White Man's burden--
No tawdry rule of kings,
But toil of serf and sweeper--
The tale of common things.
The ports ye shall not enter,
The roads ye shall not tread,
Go make them with your living,
And mark them with your dead.
Take up the White Man's burden--
And reap his old reward:
The blame of those ye better,
The hate of those ye guard--
The cry of hosts ye humour
(Ah, slowly!) toward the light
"Why brought he us from bondage,
Our loved Egyptian night?"
Take up the White Man's burden--
Ye dare not stoop to less--
Nor call too loud on Freedom
To cloak your weariness;
By all ye cry or whisper,
By all ye leave or do,
The silent, sullen peoples
Shall weigh your gods and you.
Take up the White Man's burden--
Have done with childish days--
The lightly proferred laurel,
The easy, ungrudged praise.
Comes now, to search your manhood
Through all the thankless years
Cold, edged with dear-bought wisdom,
The judgment of your peers.
Crosby on Kipling: A Parody of "The White Man's Burden"
(With apologies to Rudyard KiplingTake up the White Man’s burden.)
Send forth your sturdy kin,
And load them down with Bibles
And cannon-balls and gin.
Throw in a few diseases
To spread the tropic climes,
For there the healthy niggers
Are quite behind the times.
And don’t forget the factories.
On those benighted shores
They have no cheerful iron mills,
Nor eke department stores.
They never work twelve hours a day
And live in strange content,
Altho they never have to pay
A single sou of rent.
Take up the White Man’s burden,
And teach the Philippines
What interest and taxes are
And what a mortgage means.
Give them electrocution chairs,
And prisons, too, galore,
And if they seem inclined to kick,
Then spill their heathen gore.
They need our labor question, too,
And politics and fraud—
We’ve made a pretty mess at home,
Let’s make a mess abroad.
And let us ever humbly pray
The Lord of Hosts may deign
To stir our feeble memories
Lest we forget—the Maine.
Take up the White’s Man’s burden.
To you who thus succeedIn civilizing savage hordes,
They owe a debt, indeed;
Concessions, pensions, salaries,
And privilege and right—
With outstretched hands you raised to bless
Grab everything in sight.
Take up the White Man’s burden
And if you write in verse,
Flatter your nation’s vices
And strive to make them worse.
Then learn that if with pious words
You ornament each phrase,
In a world of canting hypocrites
This kind of business pays.
Source: Ernest Crosby, “The Real White Man’s Burden,” Swords and Ploughshares (New York: Funk and Wagnalls Company, 1902), 32–35.
The Brown Man's Burden, by Henry Labouchere
Truth (London); reprinted in Literary Digest 18 (Feb. 25, 1899).
- Pile on the brown man's burden
- To gratify your greed;
- Go, clear away the "niggers"
- Who progress would impede;
- Be very stern, for truly
- 'Tis useless to be mild
- With new-caught, sullen peoples,
- Half devil and half child.
- Pile on the brown man's burden;
- And, if ye rouse his hate,
- Meet his old-fashioned reasons
- With Maxims up to date.
- With shells and dumdum bullets
- A hundred times made plain
- The brown man's loss must ever
- Imply the white man's gain.
- Pile on the brown man's burden,
- compel him to be free;
- Let all your manifestoes
- Reek with philanthropy.
- And if with heathen folly
- He dares your will dispute,
- Then, in the name of freedom,
- Don't hesitate to shoot.
- Pile on the brown man's burden,
- And if his cry be sore,
- That surely need not irk you--
- Ye've driven slaves before.
- Seize on his ports and pastures,
- The fields his people tread;
- Go make from them your living,
- And mark them with his dead.
- Pile on the brown man's burden,
- And through the world proclaim
- That ye are Freedom's agent--
- There's no more paying game!
- And, should your own past history
- Straight in your teeth be thrown,
- Retort that independence
- Is good for whites alone.
... it ends on the humor pages of the New York Times. Kinda.Homage to Catalonia - Laugh Lines - Humor - New York Times Blog
I just loved it...
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