http://www.rhodesia.nl/
Rhodesia and South Africa: Military History

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/4395472.stm
BBC story

Operation Dragon.

http://www.originaldissent.com/forums/showthread.php?t=21752&highlight=Rhodesia+military

Whites everywhere all too often find out too late that "their blacks" are indeed "LIKE THAT."

You're right about that mate! I live in Australia's northern State Queensland which even today looks very much what Rhodesia's Salisbury was like in the 1960's, beautiful but slowly getting darker, more Asian. During my many years here I have been aquainted with an older generation of Aussies who until the mid 1970's were the colonial masters of New Guinea.

I've never been there, however one of my Salesmen of years ago took a plane to Port Moresby to do some business and had a fright in the Taxi. Seems when he climbed in and asked the driver (a coon) to take him to a certain Hotel it took a strange longer route. My bloke sat there for a while but felt something was wrong and finally said, 'hey mate, this is the wrong way'.

The cab turned a corner and pulled up near a mob of four or five of these fuzzy coons who dragged my bloke out of the Toyota and took everything he had, watch, wallet, and gave him a belting for good measure. He came back swearing NEVER to go there again.

Another time I was invited to a lunch by a friend whose family spent many years in New Guinea. At the lunch was an older chap who was a friend of the family, down in Brisbane for hospital treatment. I noticed he was heavily bandaged up. Thinking it may have been a car accident I asked what his injury was.

'I was attacked with a machette', he replied.

It seems he was the live-in caretaker/manager of an exclusive Golf Club. The grounds were razor wired and club members had even installed an elaborate series of shotguns wired up to shoot into the air should the wires be disturbed, which was often the case.

On this night, the bloke was woken, not by gunshot reports, but by something dropped in the Kitchen or the members bar. He quietly crept downstairs with pistol in hand to find a trusted New Guinea native who had been employed by the club for many years as a cleaner and barman and who also had quarters in the building.

Relaxed and relieved, he put the gun away and began to speak when this coon suddenly produced a machette' and sliced into his right arm and shoulder. He described a violent struggle where he was hit several times in the upper body and right leg with this weapon and eventually he fell to the ground, luckilly he had the pistol and using his left (wrong) hand, he fired, missing, but causing the coon to vault over a table and run away never to be seen again.

There were several of us at this lunch. I recall all of us sitting there, speechless. How could a native who by this account had been a trusted, long term employee and friend of many of the white members turn into a vicious killer?

The answer from my mate and the old New Guinea expatriate was simply, 'Coons, never trust the bastards, they're animals'

There were several of us at this lunch. I recall all of us sitting there, speechless. How could a native who by this account had been a trusted, long term employee and friend of many of the white members turn into a vicious killer?

Civility in the subs is only a very thin veneer .