In the past hundred years, the annual service at the cenotaph has shown our sad leaders and politicians of every hue stand with heads bowed in prayer to honour our war dead. Those politicians more often than not wore the medals of previous campaigns; many had lost loved ones in the great conflicts of the twentieth century. The whole nation mourned, the whole nation had participated. In more recent years there has been an uncomfortable impression in both America and Great Britain such memorial services are some sort of extended photo call. The same may be said of visits to troops in theatre, the quick photograph at Christmas with servicemen far from home, the visiting big wigs are always kept well out of harm's way as are their accompanying spin doctors. Occasionally ministers of the crown ...



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