AN AFRICAN CAMELOT
November 11, 1965 - the day that changed the face of a nation and the world. For the first time in almost 200 years, a nation took it's own affairs into it's hands and declared it's independence.
Whether that decision was right or wrong is being decided by history, with no clear winners on either side. But it happened and the world was never the same. For the next 15 years Rhodesia dominated the world political scene and gave moire than a few headaches to successive British Governments.
Looking back to those days and beyond, Rhodesia was a microcosm in time and history. A "bubble", if you will, of a way of life that will probably never be seen again on the world stage.
In our daily dealings we are seeing a fondness of memory for day gone past. I stop short of saying there is a mythology being built, but there is a touch romanticism for a people and country that defied the world. In a way it is personified by the recent portrayal by Leonardo De Caprio in The Blood Diamond, where he proudly states "I am a Rhodesian".
To me there is an easily made comparison to Camelot - the idealistic home of King Arthur, which in it's heyday was the standard for other countries, but was brought down by them.
There is a developing thought in the world-wide Rhodesian Community, as we remember the days gone by, of an African Camelot - a place where the sun shone, where good things happened, where a standard was raised that other countries around could not emulate but could only seek to bring down.
Just a thought !