My Name Is Inigo Montoya

Inigo Montoya
Inigo Montoya

So Wynand Mullins of New Zealand was wearing a t-shirt on an airplane flight that read: Hello! My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die. It is, of course, Mandy Patinkin’s line from the movie, The Princess Bride. 

But the stewardess was alerted by another passenger and she was not amused. So she asked him to change it.

Comment of the day goes to the Yahoo girl who said: Who was the Captain? The Dread Pilot Roberts?

8 thoughts on “My Name Is Inigo Montoya”

  1. Just to set the scene. Several years back, a beautiful bright mid-morning in York, and having withdrawn sufficient ‘brass’ from a cash machine I was in fine fettle as I walked along to meet up with friends for breakfast and amber refreshment…

    It was St Georges Day 23rd April. A day of national pride in England and celebrated by the English, (also celebrated in Canada, Croatia, Portugal, Cyprus, Greece, Georgia, Serbia, Bulgaria, Romania, Bosnia and Herzegovina, and the Republic of Macedonia. Cities include Moscow in Russia, Italy, Beirut, Malta, Spain, Hungary, Jordan, and even Syria and parts of Egypt).

    I arranged to meet a few friends to celebrate this glorious day, proudly wearing my white England rugby top (which has the red cross of St. George on the front and back, as well as the red rose of England over the heart). I was suitably dressed in Levis and Timberland boots, which in my mind was presentable for every public (Ale) house in the ancient city.

    On my way to meet my good friends I was stopped by two young ‘coppers’, (white, male & female, possibly in their mid twenties) one of which said to me “do you not think that your rugby top may be offensive to a certain ethnic minority”?
    (Thugs from the ‘English Defence League’ had previously courted bad publicity for themselves, which the MSM had a field day with).

    I laughed thinking he was joking; it was apparent from his demeanour that he was being serious. I replied “it can hardly be offensive as it ‘is’ England’s official rugby top, and this ‘is’ England, and today being the 23rd of April it has even more significance”! Blank looks returned from both…

    “St. George’s Day, England’s Patron Saint”? I added as the penny dropped at their feet. I then politely gave them both a humiliating burst of English history, as well as my own 23 years military service with the Royal Marines that more than entitled me to walk the hallowed streets of England.

    My final question to them was “what hymn will be sung in every church and cathedral of this great nation today”?
    (Again the light above their helmets remained dim but at least flickered)…

    “Even the Queen and the Royal Family will be singing it while they attend mass”?

    I savoured the moment as they both showed a thin smile portraying their ignorance… tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick-tock-tick!

    “Jerusalem, Jerusalem will be sung this day”…,d.d2k

    I looked at them both in bewilderment and then gave them my final riposte as I pointed across the road at the Royal Oak…

    “Do you either of you know Sgt P**l M******s”? (Serving police officer), they both replied that they knew of him.

    “He is also an Ex Marine, and served 10 years before joining the Police, he is also sat in that pub wearing the exact same rugby top as mine, as are several other Ex Bootnecks, and that is where I am going for breakfast and a pint or two to follow”.

    The penny that dropped onto the pavement remained there; two young ‘coppers’ went about their business, more educated than they had been at the beginning of their shift.

    I woke up with a hangover that would have killed ten French sailors…

    Yours Aye.
    (And did those feet in ancient time. Walk upon Englands mountains green)

      1. And we hope you still are our friends, Ex Bootneck…I have to admit I never heard the hymn ‘Jerusalem’ until I happened to see ‘Four Weddings and a Funeral’, an altogether English minor trip and comedic journey with Hugh Grant and Andie McDowell that speaks of weddings and funerals…however it was only briefly sung…it is a very moving experience and thank you for allowing us to partake of its momentous nature…we all need to educate the young as you seem willing to in your own journey through life…that is our responsibility…I have done much the same while I wander through FB…the amount of complete and utter ignorance of the young is both profound and staggering almost to the point of overwhelming…I only hope they are more than a little curious in learning something about the nature of reality…most unfortunately seem oddly incurious….k

  2. I will be digging out my old trusty rugby top for the occasion, as well as flying the flag of St. George.


  3. EB: Wow, I am surprised that your young countryfolk might not know their most important heritage. Sad. Jerusalem is quite moving, although I am concerned that you are posting West Point links. Be wary of those guys.
    Lou: Seconded.

Comments are closed.