This might sound a bit prejudiced but watching Harry Windsor talking about his service in Afghanistan you had to be struck by just how thick and unreflective he seemed. There barely seemed to be an idea filling the space between his ears other than the typical platitudes of the soldier justifying industrialised murder. Here is a young man most of us would be wary of leaving in charge of the peanuts at a sixth form disco. The British Army allows him to blast into the Afghan countryside with a heavy machine gun at the people he calls “Terry Taliban” and call down air strikes on Afghan villages while having no idea at all who is in the houses.
It’s not all his fault. He has not been genetically blessed having inherited both his mother’s looks and intellect. Nature has given us a throwback to the medieval baron who devoted himself to war, plunder and recreational activities like jousting that were training for war. Those warriors were mostly drunken, illiterate and boorish too. His passion for going into someone else’s country to kill the 
people who live there was tangible and he wasn’t squeamish about using twenty first century technology to destroy homes made out of mud bricks. The British Army is jam packed with well trained psychopaths of the same type.
New Labour now has a poster boy for its war in Afghanistan, one who made flesh its imperialist racist contempt for that country’s inhabitants as he pounded away on his machine gun. Harry is the unreconstructed murdering imperialist wannabe and maybe that’s why Gordon Brown had such nice things to say about him.
Liam redux 
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