Where I live theres a poppy appeal gazebo in the high st in front of the local memorial every day. Yesterday they had a bloke dressed up as a first world war soldier standing there. Even had a gun.
Where I live theres a poppy appeal gazebo in the high st in front of the local memorial every day. Yesterday they had a bloke dressed up as a first world war soldier standing there. Even had a gun.
#notallpoppiesYeah, same here - almost all red poppies.
Good to see you back
First time as tragedy 100th time as tawdry farce
Yeah it is indeed a grim sight. You see kids in uniform round here sometimes and there's a military school near by.Loads of kids in uniform, cadets I assume, at Liverpool st yesterday.
Grim.
Rather phallic
PoppycockRather phallic
Don't disagree, but when I came across this old image of the (pre RBL) 1920 commemoration of the war dead from my old town of Faversham, it certainly didn't look restrained.The tacky overuse of the poppy iconography is just baffling. Who on Earth thinks that's a good idea? It's like they use the flowers to censor the reality of war - the blood and guts running into the muddy ground, the life-changing and disfiguring injuries, even the soldiers themselves are obscured in a wave of poppies. Anonymised in silhouette, the complexities of the human beings that fought and suffered and died are rendered down into cookie-cutter symbolism. The negligence of the brass in accounting for their losses has been re-enlisted as The Unknown Warrior.
If I were in charge of organising this shit, I would make damn sure that everyone gets an opportunity to appoint themselves with the grim realities of total armed conflict. The people who killed and died weren't unknown to their friends, families and communities, and they need not have been pushed to kill and perish so senselessly.
There'll be no flowers to mark humanity's passing after the climate crisis.
Don't disagree, but when I came across this old image of the (pre RBL) 1920 commemoration of the war dead from my old town of Faversham, it certainly didn't look restrained.
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A lorry driving past would surely cause mass stabbings.There is/was a pub in Stockton that is dedicated to remembering the war dead all year round. And naturally it’s a fash magnet. It’s another level. Think it might have moved to Thornaby now.
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A lorry driving past would surely cause mass stabbings.
It's theatre. A country without an empire, without industry, demanding we all participate in a scripted performance for the approval of the establishment.Thing is, I remember doing the remembrance day parade stuff with the scouts thirty odd years ago, it was always solemn and dignified. The names read out from the memorial included surnames of families still in the village, Stenners, Bucks, Sharps, you’d look around at the faces, people remembering fathers, brothers, uncles. Many living still had a connection to the loss, would have been there, would have got that telegram. It had meaning.
Now there’s barely anyone even with that close a connection to those lost in WW2, now 76 years past. It just seems performative pro-war patriotism with no personal connection to the blood and horror, virtue-signalling nonsense. Not what it was.