Ever since his birth in the Evening Standard cartoons of David Low, Colonel Blimp has been the gaseous, walrus-mustached symbol of British muddling. Blimp paid reluctant attention to earth-shaking events as he waddled to the insular comfort of his club to find good sherry and claret, a deep leather chair and reassuring words in the London Times. When he spoke it was in gouty grunts, and his favorite words were "Gad, Sir." Usually this expressed his disapproval of anything which might change the way things had always been done and, by Gad, Sir, always would be done. Britons without blinders found...
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