I expect that the Battle of Britain is about to begin.
Upon this battle depends the survival of City civilization. Upon it depends our own Blue life, and the long continuity of our institutions and our Empire. The whole fury and might of the enemy must very soon be turned on us.
Jol knows that he will have to break us in this Island or lose the war.
If we can stand up to him, all Europe may be free and the life of the world may move forward into broad, sunlit uplands. But if we fail, then the whole world, including United, including all that we have known and cared for, will sink into the abyss of a new Dark Age made more sinister, and perhaps more protracted, by the lights of perverted science.
Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the City Empire and its COMS last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'This was their finest hour.'
Upon this battle depends the survival of City civilization. Upon it depends our own Blue life, and the long continuity of our institutions and our Empire. The whole fury and might of the enemy must very soon be turned on us.
Jol knows that he will have to break us in this Island or lose the war.
If we can stand up to him, all Europe may be free and the life of the world may move forward into broad, sunlit uplands. But if we fail, then the whole world, including United, including all that we have known and cared for, will sink into the abyss of a new Dark Age made more sinister, and perhaps more protracted, by the lights of perverted science.
Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties, and so bear ourselves that if the City Empire and its COMS last for a thousand years, men will still say, 'This was their finest hour.'