...in a good if probably unsuspected cause.
Most of you will probably realize that I regard the need for a military as one of the state's defining, and worst, features. States are made for war, and they have to have such bodies of their finest young men and women to do unquestioning their filthy work for them.*
I have had retired Gurkhas as security guards at my hall of residence for several years now. I am always both touched and embarrassed when I go down to take a walk around the site with them always to be addressed as "sir". I cannot imagine any of the other guards we have had doing so. They are the best guards we have had. They are reliably on time, and stay reliably till the end of the shift. I always know (for many years with other guards I didn't have such confidence) that if they come across an incident they will deal with it and that if they cannot, they will not just leave a student's concern or complaint unanswered and call us in if they need to.
Once upon a time these men I work with had fought it out, amongst their friends from their remote mountain villages, for the honour and privilege of being able to be sent away, cannon fodder for imperialist and post imperialist political egoists half a planet away. For two hundred years their villages have carried on what seems, to me, to be something of a mystifying tradition. They have fought, been feared as amongst the best, toughest soldiers in the world, for this jumped up belligerent little lump of rock of ours off the coast of north western Europe, and have died in their tens of thousands in our name.
In civilian life they are small only in stature. Their honesty, sense of respect, attention to duty, courtesy and loyalty are second to none. That is I am sure quite natural, but it is also, to them, the manifestation of what they consider to be "British". And boy do they do it a good deal better than many of the well-heeled native youth we come across wandering around off their heads, screaming and shouting and being abusive in the dead of the night who are to be, one presumes, our leaders of the future, once they graduate.
This weekend they are dumbfounded, to put it mildly, at the latest turn of events in the saga that has been the fight to allow some of their older comrades (mine all served post-97 I believe), the men whom they followed generation after generation from the top of the world to fight for this country, its people, its monarch and its self-serving politicians, to settle here.
Most of you will also know my outspoken views on immigration and border controls - that sharing the birthright of this planet we are all born onto, that freeing trade amongst all the nations of the world, means that people must be able to follow goods in freedom around the planet.
But for Fuck's Sake. If we do have to have borders. If we do have to try and stop people getting into this country, and I am prepared to be practical enough to realize that whilst open borders do not exist around the world and whilst many do not live in freedom and so are forced to try to escape their own tyrants we may well have to have some form of control, it should not be these people. These tough, loyal, courageous men who have done more for this country, with so little thanks, than so many even of our own have done or ever will do to deserve a living from our tax payments.
The Home Department, Secretary Jacqui Smith and Minister Phil Woolas should hang their heads in shame. For me, it would be fair justice if these men, inheritors of the heroes of the Western Front, of Sepoy, of Burma, of Borneo and Malaya, of Afghanistan and Iraq both now and ninety years ago and of many other battles in between, were to take matters into their own hands and turn their fighting talents to the walls and fences of Downing Street, and I'd hope that every last man and woman with a Queen's Commission or Shilling to their name would be right there behind them.
Our craven, cowardly, authoritarian, destructive, ungrateful, penny pinching, mealy mouthed, thieving, self-serving "representatives" would deserve everything they get. Alas for us, these Gurkhas are too honourable to do our dirty work for us. It is up to us to show this shitty spineless government the door, and preferably the inside of the cell beyond it.
*I am prepared to acknowledge that in this day and age much of what they do can be "humanitarian" in one form or another, but their need even in those situations would be lessened if it were not for other states at war.
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