Command of the Ocean by N.A.M.Rodger
Yesterday was the Summer Solstice. Here in Britain the weather marked the occassion by soaking the assorted new agers, Druids and general mystics who turned up to celebrate at Stonehenge. The newspapers in turn celebrated the god of cliche by saying that their spirit was undaunted by the weather. Whatever, it was good to see so many people turning out. The Summer Solstice shouts out to be marked in the calendar by some kind of festival. The days have now got as long as they are going to get and will start getting shorter, reminding us to enjoy the summer while it is still here.
Power is always relative. The Roman Empire had lost some territory to the Persians, but this did not hugely reduce its resources. It remained the big beast in the jungle. For the Persians however, acquiring some new provinces enhanced their capabilities considerably over where they had been before the peace treaty. They were still at a severe disadvantage in an all out fight with the Romans, but they posed a much bigger threat than they used to. This meant the forces deployed to defend against them had to be larger and they had to be treated with a greater degree of diplomatic finesse.
Orwell’s account of his participation in the Spanish Civil War on the side of the Republicans has quite rightly achieved the status of a classic. Orwell pitched up in Barcelona as a journalist intending to cover the war. In the event he got carried away by the atmosphere of the time and ended up signing up to fight at the front. It must have been some atmosphere. Orwell describes it as a formative experience that made him really believe in socialism, something he had done only intellectually before.
The Rise and Fall of the Great Powers was highly influential when it came out and continues to make an interesting read, though it has rather swiftly slippd from being an interesting look at the contemporary situation to an interesting look at how the world looked in the Eighties. Having read it not long after it came out, I can remember the way it seemed to have some kind of great predictive power. This was enhanced when the Soviet Union collapsed – an event that was foreseen by almost nobody, including Paul Kennedy, but he somehow seemed to have the best explanation.
The country the Pilgrim Fathers left for America from in 1620 was England. Britain was purely a geographical expression, and not a particularly widely used one. The United Kingdom of Great Britain came into existence in 1707 when the two states officially united. Americans have continued to call the result England to this day.
There is no particular consensus on who was responsible for the current financial crisis. Credit was definitely involved somewhere along the way. But was it the people who lent it, borrowed it or regulated it who are culpable? Nobody seems to know, though some people have some pretty strong opinions. But there is one group of people who would seem to be in the clear. Organised Labour don’t advance loans, issue credit ratings or set the rules for banking operations. So whatever else you think about your local union, you have to at least concede they didn’t wreck either Wall Street or the EU.
Well I have just got back from a street party to celebrate the 60th anniversary of our dear Queen’s coronation. I have had some beer, almost but not quite got up to dance and joined in with singing God Save the Queen. I always enjoy this kind of shared national experience, though I don’t really count as a flag waving patriot. I did actually buy the Sex Pistol’s God Save the Queen as a teenager when it came out, and I can easily put an argument forward for why it is an anachronistic institution that we should get rid of. But would I get rid of the monarchy if I could? I don’t think so. It does have some advantages, and it is hard to imagine anything that could easily take its place. As a lover of history I can’t help thinking about what an event like today’s tells us.