dedalus Posted July 23, 2010 Share Posted July 23, 2010 (edited) Gallant comrades, knights of the air, the enemy cannon shells all narrowly missing, and then not missing, smoke trails, an epic crash landing, concussion, wounds and a head gone to hell for the rest of your life. Convalescent, gaunt, somewhat heroic, shoved off to a posting to the US of A, a twilight life between the proper embassy and the dark clandestine forces in New York who worked on American opinion. There was a friendship, more of a rivalry, with the dashing Ian Fleming, a long series of competitive sexual conquests, take a look at our flyboy hero! The Ambassador, wise, thought otherwise, so our boy was to be shipped off home! Churchill (must have been) over-ruled him, and so our slightly chastened hero remained to wow the widows of Washington, and more enthusiastically, their young and nubile daughters, until a strange thing happened. He became the all but adopted son of Garner, the populist Vice-President, (a good man in many unremembered ways) and so the British cause was openly advanced in the fraught neutral months before Pearl Harbor. The story unwinds, as all stories do, and in time FDR, a twinkling wily crocodile, dropped Garner, not before brazenly lying to him, just another lazy typical patrician occurence, one among many. He brought in Truman. He dies. By then the war is almost over and our British agent, our friend of the great, gets summarily dumped back into postwar Britain, which is a land of austerity and rationing and little scope for the imagination. Never mind. Time to embark on a new career. He writes ghoulish stories for little children which the little horrors read with fiendish glee, he becomes quite rich and famous, a worry to all parents, a long-fanged grinning troll from Scandinavian forests, until, not so long ago, he went and died. Even his children, reluctantly, on camera, allowed he was strange …. Some books seem to live forever, people either buy or steal them, and so I think Dahl will carry on, like HH Munro (Saki), like Bram Stoker, and he will survive for centuries with other minor greats, because unapologetic weirdness, the real thing … is so hard to ignore. Edited July 25, 2010 by dedalus Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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