Stephen
God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen,
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us,
God save the Queen.
Now, some of the younger people watching me
here on this programme tonight might think that
there is something amusing or ridiculous in the
words of that grand old hymn, our own Great British
National anthem. I happen to find such people sick,
disgusting, degraded and enormously limp-making in
a sexual sense. There is nothing arousing at all about
people who can mock and sneer at simple love of
country, nothing to make the loins twitch and quiver
about the kind of hooligan who can despoil our flag.
The sort of cynical, atheistic, unpatriotic yoboiks who
hold nothing sacred have no power at all to bring
me to a proud stand. You're going to have to do
something a little bit more than repeat a few cheap
jibes about the land I love if you want me to thicken
and engorge with mounting excitement. In the old
days as soon as the national anthem was heard the
whole nation would rise stiffly to attention. Am I the
only one left? Goodnight.
