We all know what these little people are like with their petty minded rules and a room temperature I.Q. to match, I know that not a single one of them would ever measure up to any of those men in uniform who gathered to send off their mate.
Wounded in the same incident that killed his oppo a comrade drags himself from his sick bed into his blues, face plastered, jaw wired up, tube in his nose to help him feed, (visibly in pain) so that he can do the right thing, the honourable thing, just that one image of courage will show that the "little people" will always be just that, tiny and insignificant, never coming close to matching the stature of a man like this.
The bar probably doesent give a toss (it has it's "one size fits all" petty rule book in place with moronic individuals to enforce them) Royal took his custom to a place that was happy to have him, nothing stops a man in blues gathering with his oppo's to say goodbye.
Duty, courage, pride, dignity? "little people" would't know the meaning of any of them.
Safe haven Cpl Nowak R.M.
