Well, here we have it, the final Secret Seven book that I needed to read to complete the entire Secret Seven series (and as I have said a number of times previously since I hadn't read the entire series when I was I kid I can't really put it down as a reread). That leaves only one more Enid Blyton book to read when I can say that I have finally completed all the books of hers that I have wanted to read (and I am really going to resist the temptation to grab the Amelia Jane and Naughtiest Schoolgirl books). Anyway, you can blame Goodreads for this goal simply because back in the days when I first signed up to the site I was looking for as many books as possible to inflate the number of books that I had read, and of course the Enid Blyton books came to mind. Well, I think my have-read list is inflated enough, but then again I guess one can argue that there is never enough books on your have-read list, though I do note that one's to read list always seems to grow faster (and I ordered another eight books from the internet last night).
So, in this story the Secret Seven are on school holidays, but while they have some free time to devote to their secret society, they don't actually have a mission, that is until Colin learns that his next door neighbour has had all of his medals stolen. Well, stolen medals surely equates to an exciting mystery. However the other children also discover that some rather naughty people have been stealing eggs from bird nests in the forest and scaring off all the birds, so it looks like there are two mysteries a foot (not that fighting off poachers is a mystery, more like security detail). However, as it turns out, the poachers are none other than mischievous children. However, as they quickly discover, dealing with naughty children, and dealing with adult criminals, is a whole different ball game (for some reason in Blyton's world adult criminals don't actually harm children – they just tie them up and set a guard dog on them, or simply lock them in a room where there happens to be a way out).
Anyway, I noticed in this book that the SS descriptor of their club seems to be used quite regularly, and I don't know if it was me, or the book, but every time I saw the letters SS, it seemed to look more and more like the SS that we all know and hate. Okay, it was probably just me, but I still sort of wonder about these books, especially the modern incarnations. The version that I read had a section at the back about starting up our own secret society (though this was only a section as they are spread across the entire collection). It sort of makes me wonder what is going on with these series, especially the modern ones.
It sort of reminds me of what happens in fascist governments, or even not so fascist governments. The idea of getting children to act as agents of the government, even if the government happens to be the local police, is one of the signs of a totalitarian regime. Not only did it happen during the rise of the Nazi party in Germany, it also occurred during the 1950s in America where school children were encouraged to sniff out any nefarious, or suspicious, activity. This was much more pronounced in Nazi Germany though because not only where children encouraged to dob in their parents to the authorities, but there was also the establishment of Hitler Youth, which was designed to indoctrinate the young. While one may suggest that such organisations do not exist in out society, I will have to point to the scouts, which is one of the throwbacks from the British Empire. The organisation was established by the British Army Officer Baden Powell, and there are a lot of ceremonies where you pledge your allegiance to the monarch. I even remember movies back when I was a kid where they had Gary Coleman playing an adventurous scout, no doubt to encourage children to follow in his footsteps.
Now, I'm not suggesting that Enid Blyton was trying to groom a nation of children who would act as the eyes and the ears of the local constabulary, but the thing is what better way of being about to keep your ear to the ground. Children tend to be seen and not heard, and most people generally don't pay all that much attention to them. As such they end up making the perfect spies, especially if they are reading these books and themselves wanting to go on similar great adventures. However, one needs to be aware that they can also get themselves into a lot of trouble. Mind you, while I loved the Secret Seven and Famous Five as a kid I hardly wanted to run off and bust real crooks – I could do that on my Dad's computer out in the back shed.