I read the Clayhanger boks by Arnold Bennett and thought the ending was odd: WW1 starting, men rushing off for their smart uniforms which women swooned over. Overcome with excitement and euphoria at finally feeling alive, doing something worthwhile etc. Then I found out he was one of many writers who were tasked with pushing certain ideas. Tavistock and Fabian affiliated no doubt; as were Huxley and many others.
And if you didn't rush off to war fast enough, don the snappy uniforms fast enough, they recruited sexy women to hand you a white feather, a symbol of cowardice, at least, until Gunny Hathcock came around... Kek!
I read the Clayhanger boks by Arnold Bennett and thought the ending was odd: WW1 starting, men rushing off for their smart uniforms which women swooned over. Overcome with excitement and euphoria at finally feeling alive, doing something worthwhile etc. Then I found out he was one of many writers who were tasked with pushing certain ideas. Tavistock and Fabian affiliated no doubt; as were Huxley and many others.
And if you didn't rush off to war fast enough, don the snappy uniforms fast enough, they recruited sexy women to hand you a white feather, a symbol of cowardice, at least, until Gunny Hathcock came around... Kek!