This week I observed the "Personnel Recovery Operation" for 20 year old Highlander Scott MacLaren of D Company 4 Scots. What started out as a massive Search and Rescue Mission tragically became a recovery mission. Witnesses have claimed that Highlander MacLarens body was paraded around like a trophy by his Taliban captors and
David Ridley, the Wiltshire and Swindon Coroner, recorded that Highlander McLaren had been ‘assaulted, tortured and ultimately executed’ by insurgents. No one will ever really know why he left the relative safety of his camp and comrades. In the same way, I know we will never know what actually happened to Highlander MacLaren. Whatever the truth, I can't help but hope that, if I am ever in the same situation I can follow the advice of Rudyard Kipling, writing in 1895, in a prophetic and apposite poem entitled "The Young British Soldier" - the last verse of which reads:
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
So-oldier ~of~ the Queen!
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
So-oldier ~of~ the Queen!
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