Why England Rules

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January 29, 2011 by David Gillaspie

It’s More Than KEEP CALM AND PUT THE KETTLE ON, But That’s Where It Starts

A broad view of history shows certain traits.

Spain came to the New World and created more disruption than a Mexican mud slide, then left language and culture.

England arrived with different goals.

Pounding the populace and snatching treasure is one thing, spreading a way of life quite another.

Some see opportunity as turning a quick buck and moving on to the next challenge.

Others see a chance to make history, to change the world.  They see a gap and fill it with the best substance on earth.

Every holiday season proves the English right.  There is a major gap in Christmas Pudding, which a cadre of artisans work to fill.

Welcome to the Daughters of The British Empire, Tudor Rose Branch, and those who fulfill their destiny. 

Let’s get started.

Most important, keep a proper balance.

Too much of a good thing is still too much.

The finest ingredients don’t always make the best Christmas Pudding, but it’s the best way to start.

Adding zest to the party makes a big difference. 

What is the most important addition to any project?  Elbow grease.

The difference maker in the New World?  Tea time, of course.

The calm before the storm readies everyone for the homestretch and hard mixing.

At the end of the day the backbone of immortal England is the ladies.  Whether they leave their island fortress, or not, they were the Tiger Moms before any Tiger Mom put on new stripes. 

English ladies know how to mix it up, and they know how to clean it up.  They are the secret ingredient of world civilization.

Greek mom?  Roman mom?  Tiger mom?  They all take a back seat to English mom.  Just ask Roger Waters.

Mother, by Roger Waters

Mother, do you think they’ll drop the bomb?
Mother, do you think they’ll like this song?
Mother, do you think they’ll try to break my balls?
Mother, should I build the wall?
Mother, should I run for President?
Mother, should I trust the government?
Mother, will they put me in the firing line?
Is it just a waste of time?

Hush now baby, baby, don’t you cry
Momma’s gonna make all of your nightmares come true
Momma’s gonna put all of her fears into you
Momma’s gonna keep you right here under her wing
She won’t let you fly, but she might let you sing
Momma’s gonna keep Baby cozy and warm
Oooo Babe
Oooo Babe
Ooo Babe, of course Momma’s gonna help build the wall

Mother, do you think she’s good enough
For me?
Mother, do you think she’s dangerous
To me?
Momma, will she tear your little boy apart?
Mother, will she break my heart?

Hush now baby, baby, don’t you cry
Momma’s gonna check out all your girlfriends for you
Momma won’t let anyone dirty get through
Momma’s gonna wait up until you get in
Momma will always find out where you’ve been
Momma’s gonna keep Baby healthy and clean
Oooo Babe
Oooo Babe
Ooo Babe, you’ll always be Baby to me

Mother, did it need to be so high?

 

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