About this time last year I wrote a long and slightly rambling piece on the ethics of wearing poppies, and while this is a post on the same topic, I’m going to do my best not to repeat myself too much. Rather than focus on the relative merits of red and white poppies and what [...]
I very rarely wear Remembrance poppies, but I don’t really have a very clear justification for this. It’s probably partly because of my degenerate liberal North London upbringing; the importance of Supporting Our Troops and Upholding British Traditions wasn’t drummed into me from an early age to quite the same degree as it was for [...]
