John Bull Article, May 29th, 1915

“The Hun’s Paradise”

Bands, concerts and picnics for Isle of Man aliens.

Some of the newly-interned aliens are said to be destined for the Isle of Man and they are probably congratulation themselves on securing such pleasant and enjoyable quarters. The place has been made very comfortable and enjoyable for them – almost, in fact, “a home from home”. Some short time back there was a deplorable outbreak at the detention camp, and since then, we are told by a very reliable authority, “the aliens have had it all their own way”. Singing and the joyous music of the bands have been the order of the day. Certainly, for some weeks past, the Isle of Man has been a place of pleasant sojourn for germ huns, who have been permitted, encouraged and assisted to have quite a good time.

Lest it should be imagined we have over-stated the case, and painted a lot of the interned ones in two bright colours, we quote a blunt paragraph from the Isle of Man Daily Times: –

“A number of the aliens from the Douglas camp had a picnic on Snaefell on Saturday. As they were returning to the camp, they caught site of a newspaper placard announcing the Lucitania murders, whereupon they manifested their delight and satisfaction by bursting into prolonged cheering.”

A picnic for the ruffians? The statement is so staggering, the bare possibility of such a thing is so incredible that there seems to have been a mistake. But again, we are able to rely upon authority which we cannot question. “This” – the picnic – “is a positive fact. It was given to 50 aliens”. And we learn that it was provided by a gentleman who should have known better, but who is so attentive to those aliens that soldiers call them his “lambs”! A state of things is here revealed that calls for instant and drastic alteration. There must be no more bands and picnics for the germ hun skunks who celebrate an unnecessary outing by cheering the crowning crime of the murdering nation to which they belong – conduct which surely opened the eyes of even one muddle headed benefactor who was stupid enough to provide the “picnic” for them.

 

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