Originally posted by Simon
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The poppy thread
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My motivaton in starting this thread was as a means of providing a conduit for the clash that inevitably occurs about this time of the year. However, maybe I ought to have left well alone and let the phenomenon occur organically, as it were. Then, I would not have felt partially responsible for the rancour that has cropped up within.
Don't get me wrong. Much of the discussion has been entirely appropriate and very imnformative, but there is also the sneering snidery that has been too prevalent and provacative.
In fact, I'm inclined to advocate a boycott of the 'usual suspects'. So, who are they?
Well, that can only be up to each board member to decide, but if you do have such a suspect or suspects in mind then the next time they are out and about and make a remark to strike your ire, simply do not respond.
Walk away and return at such time as someone has a more rational point to make.
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amateur51
Originally posted by mangerton View PostHere are two possible answers, one a song from the sixties. I'm not saying I completely agree with them, but they are perhaps worth considering.
Original lyrics of Universal Soldier song by Buffy Sainte-Marie. Explore 4 meanings and explanations or write yours. Find more of Buffy Sainte-Marie lyrics. Watch official video, print or download text in PDF. Comment and share your favourite lyrics.
http://www.informationclearinghouse....ticle15016.htm
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Originally posted by Simon View PostJust one question then, Mary. If everyone in the Allied nations had acted as Britten, what would have happened?
The most pointless of arguments.
http://www.freesmileys.org/smileys/s...c/slaphead.gif"...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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amateur51
Originally posted by Caliban View PostAh yes, the rhetorical refuge of the scoundrel... "If everyone wanted to xyz, what then?"
The most pointless of arguments.
http://www.freesmileys.org/smileys/s...c/slaphead.gif
The answer is, of course, "I don't know Simon ... and neither do you".:biggrin:
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Kipling had the majority of you well summed up years ago; you should be ashamed of yourselves.
Tommy
I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer,
The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here."
The girls be'ind the bar they laughed an' giggled fit to die,
I outs into the street again an' to myself sez I:
O it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, go away";
But it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play,
The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play,
O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins", when the band begins to play.
I went into a theatre as sober as could be,
They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me;
They sent me to the gallery or round the music-'alls,
But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the stalls!
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, wait outside";
But it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide,
The troopship's on the tide, my boys, the troopship's on the tide,
O it's "Special train for Atkins" when the trooper's on the tide.
Yes, makin' mock o' uniforms that guard you while you sleep
Is cheaper than them uniforms, an' they're starvation cheap;
An' hustlin' drunken soldiers when they're goin' large a bit
Is five times better business than paradin' in full kit.
Then it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, 'ow's yer soul?"
But it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll,
The drums begin to roll, my boys, the drums begin to roll,
O it's "Thin red line of 'eroes" when the drums begin to roll.
We aren't no thin red 'eroes, nor we aren't no blackguards too,
But single men in barricks, most remarkable like you;
An' if sometimes our conduck isn't all your fancy paints,
Why, single men in barricks don't grow into plaster saints;
While it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Tommy, fall be'ind",
But it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind,
There's trouble in the wind, my boys, there's trouble in the wind,
O it's "Please to walk in front, sir", when there's trouble in the wind.
You talk o' better food for us, an' schools, an' fires, an' all:
We'll wait for extry rations if you treat us rational.
Don't mess about the cook-room slops, but prove it to our face
The Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace.
For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!"
But it's "Saviour of 'is country" when the guns begin to shoot;
An' it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please;
An' Tommy ain't a bloomin' fool -- you bet that Tommy sees!
-- Rudyard Kipling
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I buy a poppy and have no problem with my donation being used to aid the victims of war from the military; but my thoughts tend to dwell on all victims of war (the military not least among them, but others too) - as they do also when listening to certain Shostakovich pieces, and the Britten War Requiem, or the Shropshire Lad songs, or ... (many others)."...the isle is full of noises,
Sounds and sweet airs, that give delight and hurt not.
Sometimes a thousand twangling instruments
Will hum about mine ears, and sometime voices..."
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MrGG
I just knew that someone would quote the two enigmatic lines of “Common Form” from "Epitaphs of the War", published in 1919.
Your post seems to suggest that the lines refer to Kipling’s own guilt that he pulled strings to get his extremely myopic son into the Irish Guards, and thus was indirectly the cause of his death at Loos in 1915. Whilst the death affected Kipling terribly he did not change his views on the war nor the Germans.
There are views held by many biographers that the lines refer to the pre-war Liberal politicians who had maintained that Britain was prepared for a major war, when it became obvious that we were not. In fact there also might be a link to Sassoon’s Anti-war Declaration which was read out in Parliament. There is an epitaph close to the one you quote called “A Dead Statesman” where the cause for the war is blamed on a politician who lied.
All a bit academic now, and politicians seem to keep on lying to the country.
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Originally posted by Caliban View PostI buy a poppy and have no problem with my donation being used to aid the victims of war from the military; but my thoughts tend to dwell on all victims of war (the military not least among them, but others too) - as they do also when listening to certain Shostakovich pieces, and the Britten War Requiem, or the Shropshire Lad songs, or ... (many others).
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Simon
Originally posted by Bryn View PostBoth sentences are clear in their meaning to those prepared to engage their brains.
I'm away for a day or two, so you should have the time.
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