A Short Guide to Great Britain (No. 8)…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s weather will feature some slits of dampness, bouncing bubbles of brightness, and finely sculpted grey and white clouds.

It’s time for a peek into that nice slim little junk shop book, A Short Guide to Great Britain, from the dark days of World War II. A copy was handed out to all the US service personnel who came over in 1942 to give them an idea of what us ‘Britishers’ are like.

DSCN3749Where are we up to? Ah yes, pages 14 and 15:

‘You will naturally be interested in getting know your opposite number, the British soldier, the “Tommy” you have heard and read about. You can understand that two actions on your part will slow up the friendship – swiping his girl, and not appreciating what his army has been up against. Yes, and rubbing it in that you are better paid than he is.
Children the world over are easy to get along with. British children are much like our own. The British have reserved much of the food that gets through solely for their children. To the British children you as an American will be “something special.” For they have been fed at their schools and impressed with the fact that the food they ate was sent to them by Uncle Sam. You don’t have to tell the British about lend-lease food. They know about it and appreciate it.

WP DSCN3753‘Keep Out of Arguments.
You can rub a Britisher the wrong way by telling him “we came over and won the last one.” Each nation did its share. But Britain remembers that nearly a million of her best manhood died in the last war. America lost 60,000 in action.
Such arguments and the war debts along with them are dead issues. Nazi propaganda now is pounding away day and night asking the British people why they should fight “to save Uncle Shylock and his silver dollar.” Don’t play into Hitler’s hands by mentioning the war debts… Use your head before you sound off, and remember how long the British alone held Hitler off without any help from anyone.

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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