tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322916946732811685.post3808210845944673536..comments2024-03-28T16:31:54.494-04:00Comments on Borepatch: The TruceBorepatchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05029434172945099693noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322916946732811685.post-76369116600448614522019-12-24T14:13:16.607-05:002019-12-24T14:13:16.607-05:00Thank you.
Dusty in here.
Thoughts of absent com...Thank you. <br />Dusty in here.<br />Thoughts of absent comrades and those standing on the wall tonight.waepnedmannhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07114411043832799988noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322916946732811685.post-78161996903202330822019-12-24T13:39:41.560-05:002019-12-24T13:39:41.560-05:00Thank you for remembering!Thank you for remembering!Old NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322916946732811685.post-65987311960998748872019-12-24T11:23:05.455-05:002019-12-24T11:23:05.455-05:00This brought a tear to my eye. Thank you.This brought a tear to my eye. Thank you.1LLoydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16963814112725103971noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322916946732811685.post-66595230920009077672019-12-24T10:06:08.012-05:002019-12-24T10:06:08.012-05:00Gah - too busy to read the fine lecture - will cat...Gah - too busy to read the fine lecture - will catch it when things settle down. Merry Christmas, boys.<br /><br />Err... can ASM still get a crate of Christmas hand grenades in the mail to me? WITHOUT the pins pulled this time...?Glen Filthiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03256741311142364722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322916946732811685.post-5745678992193984262019-12-24T09:11:28.505-05:002019-12-24T09:11:28.505-05:00Tim, it must be something to unearth bodies where ...Tim, it must be something to unearth bodies where the last person who had seen the contents of the backpack was the person killed. That must be a sobering experience.<br /><br />I'd never heard that story about the waiters. But there was a massively popular book in the years running up to the war. It basically said that war was impossible because the economies were growing too fast, were too interdependent, and everyone was making too much money. Basically Globalization was the goose that laid golden eggs, and nobody was going to mess with it. Man, that sure was a miscalculation.Borepatchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05029434172945099693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6322916946732811685.post-36319036989201143092019-12-24T09:00:44.147-05:002019-12-24T09:00:44.147-05:00On Halloween 1914 the German army threw everything...On Halloween 1914 the German army threw everything they had at the Ypres salient in a desperate effort to reach the sea before winter and mutual exhaustion ended the campaign season. I've helped excavate the aftermath, bodies lined up in mass graves, still wearing their calfskin backpacks full of tent stakes and blankets. And they were still carrying things as well. Crucifixes, meershaum pipes, a big bottle of French perfume. A few miles to the south an excavation came up with the remains of a teddy bear of the German variety. Adolf Hitler walked across this field, unfortunately zigging and zagging at the appropriate moments. No wonder that a few weeks later all the fight had gone out of everyone on the Western front. In the east they seem to have continued the butchery uninterrupted, or at least I've never heard of a signficant Christmas truce there. Perhaps the fact that the Orthodox church celebrated on a different day was enough of an obstacle in addition to more language barriers. Most of the talking in the Western Christmas truce was carried out by Germans who had in large numbers been waiters in England before the war!Tacitushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17007086196578740689noreply@blogger.com