"Ghandi and his rabble"

I avoid Powerline like the plague that it most definitely is, but I must join the thousands of much better bloggity types looking on in a mixture of horror and amusement as Hinderlicker writes,

It's great to see someone standing up for colonialism, especially British colonialism. I agree wholeheartedly with this observation, for example:

Had Britain had the courage to face down Gandhi and his rabble a few years longer, the tragedy that was the partititon of India might have been avoided.

I do have one word of advice for Roger: Stay off the college lecture circuit. I don't think they're ready for this much diversity!

Indeed. If only those sensitive British had shown more, shall we say, stiff-spinedness in standing up to the wogs.

On 13 April 1919, General Reginald Dyer dismissed his middle ranking officers and took personal charge of a body of men. He chose from the troops at his disposal those he thought would harbour the least compunctions in shooting unarmed Punjabi civilians: the Nepalese Gurkhas and the Baluch from the fringes of far-off Sind. Before leading them into the city of Amritsar, he remarked to his Brigade Major: "I shall be cashiered for this probably, but I've got to do it." His "horrible, bloody duty", as he called it, consisted of ordering his soldiers to open fire without warning on a peaceful crowd in an enclosed public square. The General directed proceedings from the front, pointing out targets his troops had missed, and they kept shooting until they had only enough ammunition left to defend themselves on their way back to base. While Dyer made his escape, a curfew ensured that the wounded were left to linger until the following morning without treatment. In an act of what the appalled Winston Churchill termed "frightfulness" and what today would be called state terrorism, nearly 400 had been killed, including 41 children and a six-week-old baby, and around 1,000 injured.

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Presaging today's commentators on the right, who call the torture of inmates at Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo no more than "the pranks of frat boys," Dyer was lionized by the folks back home.

In praise of an empire from which our colonial forebears fought a hard, bloody war to unshackle themselves. Why do these buggers hate America so?