Patton: for War.
Dead George Patton.
He had glory and the sword.
Aunt Nannie, anything about Napoleon hammering in to his head the most noble tales of gods and men. Napoleon a sense he was the reincarnation of,
had served history.
Patton: Remember times of quiet. Do your damnedest and win.
Napoleon: To command an army well a general must.
Patton, his blavk notebook, the dyslexia a daily struggle.
'A [tank and aerial] force, used as Napoleon with heavy calvary.
A larger proportion in reserve, then ruthlessly and in mass.'
Always attack. Never surrender. He disdained any notion of fear.
Patton, dramatic months following slapping incidents. In splendid isolation,
as Napoleon exiled on nearby Elba.
A consistent Allied failure: To disregard Napoleon's principle that
battles are fought to destroy the enemy. Pissing in the Rhine. March 19.
'Good General, you are Napoleon.'
Patton on his 50th. Being a hero over.
Napoleon was finished at 50.
You sum human being George Patton, sitting beside Aunt Nannie across
the plains.
With Napoleon he always wanted be. Death inevitably come.
