Your hilarious mate. I wish I could live in the parallel world you come from.
I believe you refer to the British victory against a technologically matched, numerically superior opponent in the Falklands which some US military advisors thought would be impossible?
By the way, kindly explain how we ‘Limeys’ formed the world’s largest Empire. The UK has an unparalled military heritage.
“Your hilarious mate”
Don’t you mean “you’re” hilarious? My, my, my. Murdering the
King’s (or is the king wearing a dress) English. And us ill-mannered
Americans are accused of bastardizing the King’s English.
(You also ended a sentence in a prep, but I won’t hold that agin you).
Re the Falklands. Does not change the fact that the Brits “limped”.
Unparalled militarry history? In that the Colonies defeated you
‘Limeys’ in 1776 (or I think officially it was 1783), you were
obliterated at New Orleans in 1814 and have been in decline
ever since. The irony of all ironies is the country that started
this descent pulled your bacon out of the fire not once but twice
in the 20th century, the second occasion which spelled our
“Coming Out Party”.
In an outside-the-box way of thinking about and defining “Empire”,
no country has ever come close to being/having the Influence that
Uncle Sugar has today. But, then again, thinking outside-the-box is
the parallel world from which I come.
The Empire you speak of no longer exists. Except maybe in
that parallel world from which you come, which appears to
be akin to LaLa Land. Bit of Frenchthink methinks.
So stand aside, mate. Yours is clearly second or third fiddle.
MV
I think it was perfecting the art of brewing beer. Once it was discovered what really kept the infantryman on his feet, and Burton on Trent started producing it in industrial quantities, the ascent of the Empire proceeded as night follows day. =]
Dating back several thousand years, I might add.