Showing posts with label Luftwaffe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Luftwaffe. Show all posts

Tuesday, 4 September 2012

4th September

As cool things go (I understand from my students that this is archaic young-person speak meaning 'impressive', 'to be admired') West German Mathias Rust has to take the biscuit (which is late Medieval speak for 'win the race' 'achieve the utmost') when he flew through Russian airspace on this day in 1987 and landed his light aircraft in Red Square. Just think what he could have done if he'd had the Luftwaffe with him!

In other news ...
'How can you bear to go further?' asked Lin Ze-Xu, the Chinese Imperial Commissioner in a letter to Queen Victoria today in 1839. 'Selling products injurious to others in order to fulfill your insatiable desire?'

It's not generally known that 'Vic the Kraut' as the Underworld knew her was a hopelessly depraved junkie and ran a Prostitute and Bootleg racket that made Al Capone look like Mother Theresa.

Sunday, 11 March 2012

11th March

Herman Goering (fat bloke, liked flashy uniforms, friend of Hitler's) said some pretty stupid things in his time but top of the list must be his comment on this day in 1935. Setting up the brand new Luftwaffe (which, by the way, broke the terms of the Treaty of Versailles - again!) he said 'The Americans cannot build aeroplanes. They are very good at refrigerators and razor blades.'
I wonder if he remembered those words when American Flying Fortresses were passing over Berlin and flattening the buildings of Goering's Third Reich. By the time the war was actually over and Germans were avidly buying American fridges and razor blades, Herman the German was dead.

In other news ...
On this day in 1702, England's first daily newspaper, confined to London, appeared. It was called the Daily Courant and had photos pf Queen Anne going walkabout among her subjects. A dream cottage was on offer (subject to terms and conditions) and the editorial carried a bold article on how many illegal Walloons had snuck past emigration authorities. In sporting news there was a blank page because nobody had invented Rugby yet, football was a game played by oafs (no change there, then) and cricketers used a curved bat so that didn't count.
The girl on Page 3 wore more clothes than the average bag lady, which brings is neatly back to Queen Anne.
The editor - of course - was Master Rupert Murdoch.