Title: (There Was No Monkey Bite) When Two Tribes Go to War
I
remember reading the other day, ‘When the Wind Blows’ by Raymond Briggs, and
thinking could this happen. My mind drifted back to the early 1980s, and
thinking about, what it must have been like for my parents, who had recently
got married. They were teenagers, both Isobel my mum who preferred to be called
Issy, and Joe my dad who had courted my mum since the day they first met at
college were happy with each other, but not with the world. They would become
aware of the perils of living in fear early in their marriage. There was an
intense awareness of the Cold War between East and West. The Cold War was at
its most intense, and, they felt England was ready to divide and fragment under
a new social upheaval. Lurking behind the excitement of a new decade for them
was the threat of nuclear annihilation that for their generation was as real as
it gets.
Every
move of the Kremlin was watched by the media at the time, they waited for some
crisis in Central America or the Middle East to ignite World War Three. Ronald
Reagan was the newly elected president of the USA, and willing to spend huge
sums on the military with his daily rhetoric about Russia as an evil empire.
There was much protest at home in England at the time, with Cruise missiles
being stationed at Greenham Common and Molesworth. Watching Reagan and Thatcher
on the news and being genuinely scared, as were all their friends, that there
would be a sudden newsflash and they would be told that a four-minute (or was
it three-minute?) warning was about to start. In the end, the communist bloc
hastened its own demise, by trying to outspend and outperform America using its
own doctrine of ‘outspending, outperforming’ its rival. As an adult now, you
can appreciate this folly. But, anyone at the time, watching thousands of
Soviet soldiers ‘goose stepping’ through Red Square in front of the Russian
leader Brezhnev, would wonder what may happen.
This is
that story, a few days that changed the world. I was not born yet, but soon
would be, but as a schoolgirl in the mid-80s, the overwhelming threat - in my
parent's mind - was of a nuclear war, it overwhelmed them. Everyone wanted
peace; back then you could buy books on building fall-out shelters not that I
would build one, the film ‘The Day After’ was on TV, CND badges and the peace
symbol were seen pretty much everywhere you went, the women's camp at Greenham
Common was almost a daily news feature as was the missile convoys traveling
the country’s roads by night to avoid the protesters. So who knows who would be
alive to tell the tale today, otherwise? The unexpected and unrelated events
that unfolded would have a profound influence on mankind.
Are you listening, what are you dreaming?
As Jesus said, “Belief is everything.”
In my book “It’s Never Too Late” read how dreams do come true, but be careful what you wish for. Understand the secret of greed and you will attain one of the secrets of prosperity. The book will also take you on a journey and explores love, money, luck, and much more.
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Hey, Chuck. Did you bring any spending money? Viva la vida loca.
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