World War Two has become an epic of nostalgia entirely disconnected from the cause of anti-fascism, the sacrifices made by the Red Army on the Eastern Front once again hidden from history. Stalingrad, forgotten, scarcely meriting a mention in the mainstream media despite its fixation with all things WW2.
Despite the bleak outlook for the UK's defence capability, this is a significant opportunity for London's businesses to recruit talented officers and soldiers with invaluable skills. They have been proven in demanding battle situations and can bring a significant range of skills that are very relevant to today's uncertain and rapidly changing business environment.
There are not many things I dislike about living in London. Of course, the weather could be better sometimes; transport could definitely be improved upon; and an increase in the living wage would help most ordinary Londoners. But the one day of the year I have come to absolutely loathe and despise in over a decade of living in this great city is Remembrance Sunday.
The sight of politicians, the royal family and various other members of the nation's ruling class laying wreaths at the cenotaph to commemorate the deaths and slaughter of the untold thousands of working class men, used as cannon fodder to maintain the class privileges which they and theirs enjoy, is truly an act of sickening hypocrisy to behold.
Generally I have no problems with targeted ads. I am often as surprised as a little child thinking: how can they know that I am interested in that particular artist or something else. But every time it asks me to start playing War Commander I am shocked to see that 6,600,000 - almost seven million people...my God! - are dedicated to a war game. What does this tell us?