Cometh the Hour...

So much has been written about D-Day, and it was such a huge operation, that it would be a fool's errand to attempt a historical post today. So I'll settle for an appreciative nod of recognition, thanks and awe. And some of my trademark griping.

It's got my hackles up somewhat that yet again, there is a criminally small amount of news coverage for this event. In fact, I'd even settle for some decent documentaries on the History Channel or The Longest Day on BBC1.

But no, we get... Fuck all, squared. I've watched several news channels today, flicked through all the major and Freeview channels and there's nothing. I've noticed the media now refer to WWII as a war against 'The Nazis' as opposed to a war fought against Germany and their allies. I can even allow that, in a way. We're nationalist and bigoted enough, thanks.

This post has no direction, really. It just hacks me off that there will have been veterans and their families, as well as vehicle restorers and, ugh, uniformed re-enactors standing on those bitter beaches at 6am this morning to pay their respects, and the media do nothing to even highlight the fact to the great unwashed.

Next year will be 65 years, of course. I was on Sword beach in 1989 for the 45th and again for the 50th when the Queen was in attendance, and there were, obviously, a fair share of reporters on hand. Next year no doubt it will be the role of William and/or Harry to highlight it instead, which no doubt they will, with grace and respect.

Meh, enough moaning, I'm off to dig out The World at War.