I watched it, it was not always as polite as movies should be.
It made me remember the delta between my yank friends in college, who loved SKA. Who Loved 'The Clash'... but I am not too sure they really wanted to wake up in The Guns of Brixton...
So six years on from The Falklands War would be about one hitch over the line... And it would still be in the glorious economic Military Victories of The Iron Maiden's crushing HORROR SHOW...
Ok, so I got a chance to waltz down memory lane a bit. And I was pleasantly giggly at the absurdity of my yank co-worker, who had no idea what "2 Para" stood for, save that there is an XML element
I should thanks my dear friends, especially the Loonie who called me up on 09/11 to ask if I had my poop in a group... and i lied to him... Since the intellectual assent that I was one Freeway stop this side of FsckAllNoWheres did not change that inside all of the same understandings were kicking up the same old SKA...
Ah yes...
And here we all are on the Big Ferris Wheel of Kharma... The Lads will soon be all home from Basra, but not quite all home from the Glorious Victories of Afghanistan...
Who knows the yanks may some day follow them, to some place, maybe even home....
And still we have our own Iron Maiden's here CONUS, and the same mythologies about how the Majik of Reaganomics is more the Wave than any other SurferDudeBongMoment....
And the lads will be coming home to brixton...
"And You will have to answer to...."
The Clash, Guns of Brixton on YouTube...
yeah, some films are just movies...
Sometimes they are just rude...
