STEWART COPELAND

This thread is to post curious facts some of us might have never heard about....

DID YOU KNOW THAT....

Stewart's dad was also born on July 16th ...

"... Miles Copeland, born July 16, 1913; died January 14, 1991 ... at his home near Oxford [England], aged 77 ... played the "game of nations" ...[and]... then set out to describe the real world of power politics and the motivations that lie behind the moves. ... In his first book, The Game of Nations (1969) ... at a time when nobody thought of Congressional hearings into the Agency's doings ... he always presented himself a "a longtime subscriber to that now unfashionable and much derided old slogan, "My country right or wrong" ... he ... depicted ... the CIA's clandestine activities as a necessary part of government operations ... he explained and justified subversin, deceit, bribery and assassination ...
... he once said in a radio programme ... ".. governments ... know why they've been elected ... It's to ensure that their people can maintain their standard of living. And they have to see that they have access to the raw materials that enable them to do this. That's what they care about in the Third World. ...

... An Alabaman with a marked Southern accent, and a one-time jazz trumpeter (one of his sons was to become a drummer in the band called The Police, and another a millionaire entrepreneur in the world of pop music), Copeland joined the intelligence world during the Second World War, in the US Army's Counter-Intelligence Corps and then in "Wild Bill" donovan's OSS. ... he went back to Washington and sat in on the committee that created the Central Intelligence Agency.

I think I have read this in Wild Thing. Great read, recommended for everyone.

In 1913? He was OLD.

Yeh, he died in 1991. Last kid is 54 years old, sure you know...

I also highly recommend Game of Nations by Stewart's dad.

[quote="Kalypso"]Yeh, he died in 1991. Last kid is 54 years old, sure you know...[/quote]

And he was 39 when Stewart was born. I figured Stewart's dad would be about the age of my Grandfather, but wow... way off, dang, he could have been my Grandpas' father.

Miles C. II lived an unbelievable existence, and his kids (except maybe Miles) were totally unaware of his real role and mission.
I was blown away by Ian's book; in many ways, he was the black sheep of the family, but, from what transpires, also the most sensitive and the one who got less attention (and oh did he act to get it).

[quote="Mrs. Gradenko"][quote="Kalypso"]Yeh, he died in 1991. Last kid is 54 years old, sure you know...[/quote]

And he was 39 when Stewart was born. I figured Stewart's dad would be about the age of my Grandfather, but wow... way off, dang, he could have been my Grandpas' father.[/quote]

That's nothing. My grandfather was 45 when he married my grandmother when she was 20. They went on to have 5 kids. He died when my mom was pregnant with me back in September 1969. I think my grandfather was around 80 when he died.

Not totally related, but...

My gramps was a Protestant chaplain in the South Pacific. He held the memorial service for famed mia flying ace 'Pappy' Boyington when he was shot down and presumed dead after 2 weeks of searching. Pappy was later released alive and well from POW camp at the end of WWII and he and my gramps were in a pictorial in Life magazine Oct 1, 1945. It was taken at the St. Francis hotel in San Fran. I went there in 1995 and got chills. My gramps was eventually named an honorary member of the Black Sheep Squadron. I have a ton of his memorabilia and was a guest speaker here in Atlanta for the WWII Roundtable organization.

The WWII generation saved the world and we are forever indebted to them. You can take that to the bank my friends.

Wow, what a great story, Chad! I would love to hear more about this and other stories you may have in person some day. I am currently reading the Pulitzer Prize Winning book "The Good War: An Oral History of World War Two" by Studs Terkel. I cannot recommend this wonderful book high enough. The stories of survival are amazing.

Cool information jackie, I didn't know about it.

And is too young to be my rock & roll daughter.

My Grandpa was a POW in ww2 as well. Somewhere I have a list of everyone that was with him, and all the places they were forced to march through, there's a paper (well more like a short book) that he wrote about it when he got back that would be great to be published, but he would have hated that.

In order to make a contribution to the humanity, each human being, at least it would have to have a son, to plant a tree, and to write a book.

You can write a book about your granpa Mrs. G!

If I was going to do that, I'd just publish his papers. He took it away from me when I was a kid, said I wasn't old enough to read it yet. The part I got to was about him walking along and seeing clothes thrown around on the ground, and two women being raped (ahem through the, ahem other side) by two American soldiers. And how he really really regretted not turning them in (they were higher then he was, I guess he figured it would be their word against his, not sure that was the point that he caught me reading it). He drank for a few years after he got back, until he met my Grandmother (her parents owned the bar), married her 6 weeks later... and quit 'the stuff'.

WOW, you can write a book of your perceptions about him, and more of your perceptions like how your love to Sting's music was turning into love to Stewart's music since you are being here...