Today – the 9th June – is a noteworthy date for several reasons.
On this day in 1870, English author Charles Dickens died at his home in Kent. The great man finally succumbed to disease, or old age, or whatever (I haven’t reasearched it). I cannot help but wonder if his obituary was released over time via a protracted serialisation relying on unlikely coincidences within the narrative?
Earlier, on 9th June 1623, the mighty British Forces in America had displayed their bravery and strategic brilliance, proposing a toast to perpetual friendship with the tribes of the Potomac River under Chief Opechancanough, most of whom later dropped dead from the poisoned wine. (This is presumably the same kind of cunning the Brits used to subjugate my home town of Carrickfergus under their fearsome knight, John de Courcy, in 1177.)
And today, 9th June 2011, the Bilderberg Group will meet in Switzerland, in some incredibly luxurious hotel where the tog count of the duvets is through the roof.