The Goldcrest
GOLDCREST
Well, with the activity of the infamous oval office two Fridays ago, I have to say that the Goldcrest is my bird of the month.
It is a native of the British Isles, including the Orkneys and Shetlands. it is a permanent resident. In a phrase, my Goldcrest is very British!
It is an absolutely delightful little bird at only 3 1/2 inches in length (8 cm or 80 mm). It does not even make one decimetre. However, my Goldcrest is lively and fearless, and is Britain’s smallest bird. And this is the part I like!
“It makes up with pugnacity for what it lacks in size.“
More seriously, cock birds have been known to fight to the death over a hen in the breeding season. The hen will defend its nest by flying out to peck at any animal that dares to intrude. And as regards that most troublesome species of all, human beings, my little Goldcrest maintains a watchful guard from a few feet away, at most!
Beware.
My little Goldcrest is a thumbs up to the British national character, our island mentality, that says to the invader “don’t even think about it!“
Two other nations remind me of my little Goldcrest:
the independent and sovereign nation of Canada, and
the independent and sovereign nation of Ukraine.
range that both Ukraine and Canada are dealing with two brute leaders on their borders both of whom say “You’re mine. Your land is mine and I want all your mineral and water wealth. And I’m taking it!”
How strong, that both Ukraine and Canada are dealing with two brute leaders on their borders both of whom say:
“You’re mine. Your land is mine and I want all your mineral and water wealth. And I’m taking it!”
Here’s the odd thing. With Ukraine’s neighbour we all know we are dealing with a vicious tyrant.
What we did not expect was to see The Land of the Free and the Not So Free behaving in like manner to Canada.
Then again, it’s not the first time. When asked
what the hell were you Brits doing burning down the White House in 1812, Goddammitt! We were independent. Had been since 1776!”
Yeah, we know. But you invaded Canada. You tried to subjugate an entire nation of provinces who did not want to be part of you. So, we did a Goldcrest on you and kicked your arses.
So the message to the world’s two bromance tyrants in the Kremlin and in that gold dump Malaga ~ hands off. That’s the King’s English.
My little Goldcrest says that too - in low English - , my language and you don’t get to Harvard because you’ve worked out that the first letter of the first word is a big capital F and ends with a ricocheting letter KKKKKK.
The Goldcrest is a beautiful little bird and a delightful engineer.
17 March 2025
