Movember 11: Hitler

No collection of moustaches would be complete without the most evil moustache of all time.

Hilter’s Moustache
Hitler

The profile of a maniacal mass-murdering incompetent crazy man. One ‘nazti’ little crittur. People today fear the rise of the right and they falsely assume Conservatism will cascade into fascism.

Youths opposed to fascism believe they are pushing back the possibilities of the reemergence of Nazi (National Socialism) ideology.

I find this astounding. Antifa who claim to be anti-fascist seem to behave in a typical fascist fashion. They demonise and physically attack their political opponents with typical Manichaean intolerance: Them vs. Us, Black vs. White, Evil and Good. Such dualism is a prerequisite to fascist behaviour. The irony is that Antifa act precisely like the evil they seek to overcome. They consequently provoke intolerance and division.

Perhaps we all have misunderstood the term. Maybe the term should be AnteFa? 😉

Movember 10: Remembrance Day

Those that survived the great wars are old now, but we must never forget the price paid by millions of men. It is a privilege to live in a free world.

The Old Soldier.

My dad Robert Henry Hooper flew in WW2. He flew dive bombers. Kittyhawks, Typhoons, Hurricanes and Mustang P-51’s. He rarely spoke of those times, but when he did he spoke highly of his enemies and gave them credit for their skill as anti-aircraft gunners. He almost didn’t make it home on a couple of occasions. Once he got hit by shrapnel that went straight through his under seat armour and got embedded in his parachute. On the other occasion he nursed his plane home with ammo boxes exploding and huge holes in his wings and fuselage. A lesser pilot wouldn’t have made it home. He was apparently very, very good. What a guy. I am proud to be his son. What shoes to fill!

Movember 09: Rasputin

The evil Rasputin was the downfall of the Romanovs but I experienced a wild-eyed zealot who changed my future for the better.

Tallie van Rasputin

In my youth I knew a man called Tallie van Aswegen who most reminds me of the Russian Mystic Rasputin who was operating about the time of the fall of the Royal House of Romanov. They look similar and both had deep convictions.

He was charming with an infectious smile, bright eyes with an unruly beard and moustache. He wore shabby tracksuits & beanie and was constantly monologuing, including some very memorable sayings (You better flippin’ believe it!) and drove around in his ‘Tribulation Wagen’ – a clapped-out old VW Beetle which endeared him to me. This modern-day Rasputin differed in his hospitality. His home was an endless stream of young people, dialogue and cups of rooibos tea. He loved music too and always had great new music to share and exciting things to discuss.

I am certain he hasn’t changed. If not (and we are to assume an afterlife) he is definitely resting in Abraham’s bosom. Unlike Grigori Rasputin who is most likely in the other place. 😉

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