“U Po Kyin’s earliest memory, back in the eighties, was of standing, a naked pot-bellied child, watching the British troops march victorious into Mandalay. He remembered the terror he had felt of those columns of great beef-fed men, red faced and red-coated; and the long rifles over their shoulders, and the heavy, rhythmic tramp ofContinue reading “RKS British Literature: Don’t Fight the British Colonizers of Burma: Be a Parasite (George Orwell)”
