Tagged: History

“Overpaid, Oversexed and Over Here!”

With Memorial Day fresh in many people’s minds, and the obligatory tenuous internationalist perspective leading to a few Americans asking me what the rest of the world thinks about them, I’ve been reminded of World War 2, and just how incredibly sweet and charming the perspective a global superpower has on its last really ‘good’ war, where it was allowed to be considered the good guys and all. The level of post-fact insulation that people have from the realities of that war – and it was a global war, with global economic tides shifting – was astounding. I heard one person say that the United States fielded the biggest army in that war, which is interesting considering the total forces of the US military were 671,485, which sounds like a lot until you find that the Chinese army had at least three million military casualties – not personnel. Just casualties.

Still, I don’t want to act as though the American outlook on World War II presents a uniquely ignorant front. Australians make a point of hating on the US for a host of reasons, but there was at least one shining moment where we rallied around them, when post-Pearl Harbour, post-Singapore, the United States navy brought its mighty warships to Australian shores, parked, and promised – in general terms – to help us oppose the Japanese invasion.

The thing is, at that point, the US Naval forces was at least partially integrated, and there were African American servicemen in these boats. The Curtin government of Australia welcomed the US forces with open arms, giving Visas and praise to the American troops, who were well liked by Australian women and stores, but, the black troops had to stay on the ships. Seriously, one of our terms for military salvation was that the US not let black people off the boat.

Oh, and just to make it clear that there was nobody involved in this situation who wasn’t a racist, the US troop commanders agreed.

Hornswogglery!

It’s mostly been focused on working on my Humanities essay, which has, in turn, mostly been about astounding myself with just how shockingly fucking racist our government has been. Without going into extensive detail – I’m thinking about composing an ‘essay offcuts’ post where I explain everything that didn’t get to go into the actual essay for things that I can’t back up formally or aren’t appropriate to put in an assignment – we were a pack of racist assholes, and every time we took a step forward, someone else took a step back for us. Like, we were actually starting to warm to China and then fucking World War 2 happened.

The thing that really sticks with me today is that Rupert Murdoch had a great uncle who was, in fact, not a total cunt, showing that Rupert may not be able to take as an excuse that his family bloodline seems to include Satan.