Mr Beagles will not be with us this morning. Once again the bots of google recognize him not and he is unable to enter the hall and don the robes of contemplation, so it shall be just me and Old Dog waving the flag of truth against the winds of I don't know, whatever.
I thought it was Old Dog who first hinted that pencils are on the wane because little fingers could no longer grasp them and even if they could, were not so interested in them because of the lure of our plinka plonka cyber world. The products of the real world are often dirty or dangerous while in the cyber world everything happens safely and reliably on the other side of the screen.
Eversharps, that's what we called them back in the day, and the lure was supposed to be that you never had to sharpen them, but the real lure was that you could take them apart and you could fool with the little leads and all those gizmos, the downside of that being that they didn't work right because you were fucking with them all day long instead of learning how to spell or putting Suzy's pigtail down the inkwell.
At Tonti and I'm sure that at Beagles' Sawyer School, we had actual inkwells on our desks though they were past their usefulness. But fountain pens still existed, you dunked them into your little pot and raised a tiny lever and that sucked the ink into the pen, not unlike, I imagine, an oil tanker loading up off the coast of Dubai. Myself I liked the cartridge ink pens.
The Darkest Hour is in my queue though the thought of patriotic speeches while the music swells troubles my mind. I did see Dunkirk. It was okay, not as bad as I expected it to be, not as much of There Will Always Be an England as I had feared.
I don't mind the silliness of the Oscars, or the fashion or the lame jokes. I never watch it and if that wasn't on there would be something else just as crappy so who cares? But I do watch tv news and read newspapers and it is all over them like a school shooting and there is nothing else to hear about. I like movies and if it was about how the story was told and how good such and such an actor was, that would be okay, there is an argument I would enjoy being a part of it, But it's not. It's all about how many people of color were on it and what the lead actress said about feminism, and by the way isn't it a shame she wasn't paid as much as the leading man, and about how we, the public, are supposed to be proud of how brave these stars for standing up and saying what everybody else in the damn theater believes.
Old Dog is right that these issues need to be addressed, but must it be like twenty-four hours a day, and every incident evaluated on how it relates to racism and feminism and queerism? Some people think nagging is the way to achieve social change but I think it is just a way for them to feel good about themselves and look down on others, just the way the Hays code enabled the prigs to be smug and celebrate the bad ends that come to those who broke the corset-tight strictures of the forties and fifties.
I don't see the difference between elevating and uplifting, but what I really meant was do the arts make us more moral, do they improve our behavior, and influenced by them do we go on to create a better society? And intertwined with that question is should they, is that the purpose of the arts? Should we go all Soviet Realism or should we do art for art's sake?
I will leave that for tomorrow's Hall of Truth because the hour is getting late and I want to tackle the final issue. The Swedish Bikini Team shilled for Old Milwaukee. When Old Dog speaks of a guy in the ranks of the Fantanas I think he saw the video that followed right after the one I linked on the way YouTube slips in one after another to keep you watching instead of doing other stuff. The reason there is a guy in the second one is because of gender equality, and note that one of the women appears to be black, and there is some kind of story line about a school of dance. Because the second one was made later, when the original Fantanas would be seen as too exploitative of woman and probably Latins as well, so they had to clean it up for today's taste. Note how funny, and ok, dare I say it, sexy, the first one is and how bland and boring the second one is. See, this is what I am talking about.
Wednesday, March 7, 2018
Tuesday, March 6, 2018
Getting the lead out
Blue ice has turned out to be more interesting than I had expected. The physics are well known, the way the little bubble are formed by the accretion of snow but it seems odd to me that, according to different search engines, it seems localized to Mr. Beagles' neck of the woods. I don't think I've heard of blue ice until recently and I'm not aware of it forming at this end of Lake Michigan, which is odd considering that both lakes Huron and Michigan are essentially the same body of water. Maybe Mr. Beagles can tell me whether or not blue ice forms equally on both sides of the big bridge.
So, Uncle Ken doesn't "get" walking across a frozen river or lake. That's too bad, it's part of the wonder of nature with it's bleak desolation and sense of danger. A lot of things run through your mind as you listen to the slow creaking and cracking of the ice; you have to keep your wits about you. Some folks even think it's fun to go ice skating on a frozen river, I know I did.
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You dawgs you can go on and on, and on and on, and on and on, about a fairly obscure invention, the ice cream machine, yet a simple device like the pencil that touches everybody's lives and is possibly in danger, gets not a yip out of either of you,
Quit being such a sourpuss, Uncle Ken. It's been many months since Mr. Beagles and I have discussed ice cream machines, and we didn't really get into them that much but it seems like a major bone of contention for you. And maybe you can explain why you think that pencils may be in danger; they're not.
Personally, I like pencils, a lot. About ten years ago my sister asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I replied Dixon Ticonderoga #1 pencils and she came through like a champ, about six boxes worth. Still have some left, too, but they're not as good as they used to be. The wood casings don't seem to be cedar anymore, more like some kind of processed wood product. It makes a difference, they flex a little more and the lead keeps breaking inside the wood when I sharpen them with a blade. It's tough to get a good pencil these days, you have to go to an art supply store to get the nice ones. My current favorite is the HB2 Mirado Black Warrior.
When I was a kid I liked the white pencils with the blue Jay's Potato Chip logos on them but they were round and kept rolling off the desk. And those flat carpenter's pencils were a curious change of pace but had little utility in my childhood endeavors; now I understand how useful they are. Mechanical pencils drove me nuts in the fourth grade; I kept breaking the damn leads. They were cool but too fussy for me at the time and now I know better but don't have any in my current inventory. They're too specialized for me right now unless I get back into drafting.
I was going to go off on a tangent about fountain pens but that can wait. But those ink bottles with the separate well were cool, weren't they?
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Unlike many past years I've seen quite a few of the Oscar nominated movies, none in theaters. I won't name them all, but I think The Darkest Hour was the best of the bunch. A well told story, and Gary Oldman really nailed it with his portrayal of Churchill. Your opinion may vary.
It's true that there is a lot of silly emphasis on fashion and style at the Oscar ceremony but I don't mind. They're having fun and it would be churlish of me to piss on their moment in the spotlight. I don't even mind what is called "political correctness" since some things need to be said and some issues need to be addressed. Only time will tell whether or not any real change will be wrought. And I don't think that the pendulum is swinging towards puritanism although it may seem that way. We can disagree without becoming disagreeable, can we not?
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Despite there being an apparent lack of interest in the reputation economy, here's another tidbit: Social Scorecard
Like it or not, I think China is now the dominant force in global affairs, followed by Russia. The US is like a chicken with it's head cut off, with no real strategy except the rantings of a loon. Maybe that's the strategy, from Nixon's playbook, to convince world leaders that you're a madman to keep them on their toes. It's worked before but they may not get fooled again.
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Remember Daniel Ellsberg, he of Pentagon Papers fame? He's still around, talking sense, as depicted in a recent WIRED podcast. What surprised me was that he and a fellow Rand Corporation colleague felt that Kubrick's Dr. Strangelove seemed like a documentary to them. And, according to Ellsberg, it's the US, not the Russians, that has the Doomsday Device.
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Do the arts elevate?
They can, but I think the arts are more of a reflection of reality, as expressed by the artist, musician, dancer, or whatever. But it sounds like a trick question to me, relying too much on subjective interpretation and I'm not enough of a snob to impose my aesthetic sensibilities on others. To elevate is not the same as to uplift, in my opinion, and I won't discuss it any further at this time. There is no need for me to chew upon every topic until nothing of value remains; a little mystery can be a good thing.
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The Fantanas are another group I was unaware of, so I had to look them up. Shills for Fanta, who'd of thunk it? And now they have a guy in their ranks. But who remembers what the Swedish Bikini Team was selling? All I can think of is that it was probably a beer but I don't care enough to look it up.
So, Uncle Ken doesn't "get" walking across a frozen river or lake. That's too bad, it's part of the wonder of nature with it's bleak desolation and sense of danger. A lot of things run through your mind as you listen to the slow creaking and cracking of the ice; you have to keep your wits about you. Some folks even think it's fun to go ice skating on a frozen river, I know I did.
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You dawgs you can go on and on, and on and on, and on and on, about a fairly obscure invention, the ice cream machine, yet a simple device like the pencil that touches everybody's lives and is possibly in danger, gets not a yip out of either of you,
Quit being such a sourpuss, Uncle Ken. It's been many months since Mr. Beagles and I have discussed ice cream machines, and we didn't really get into them that much but it seems like a major bone of contention for you. And maybe you can explain why you think that pencils may be in danger; they're not.
Personally, I like pencils, a lot. About ten years ago my sister asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I replied Dixon Ticonderoga #1 pencils and she came through like a champ, about six boxes worth. Still have some left, too, but they're not as good as they used to be. The wood casings don't seem to be cedar anymore, more like some kind of processed wood product. It makes a difference, they flex a little more and the lead keeps breaking inside the wood when I sharpen them with a blade. It's tough to get a good pencil these days, you have to go to an art supply store to get the nice ones. My current favorite is the HB2 Mirado Black Warrior.
When I was a kid I liked the white pencils with the blue Jay's Potato Chip logos on them but they were round and kept rolling off the desk. And those flat carpenter's pencils were a curious change of pace but had little utility in my childhood endeavors; now I understand how useful they are. Mechanical pencils drove me nuts in the fourth grade; I kept breaking the damn leads. They were cool but too fussy for me at the time and now I know better but don't have any in my current inventory. They're too specialized for me right now unless I get back into drafting.
I was going to go off on a tangent about fountain pens but that can wait. But those ink bottles with the separate well were cool, weren't they?
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Unlike many past years I've seen quite a few of the Oscar nominated movies, none in theaters. I won't name them all, but I think The Darkest Hour was the best of the bunch. A well told story, and Gary Oldman really nailed it with his portrayal of Churchill. Your opinion may vary.
It's true that there is a lot of silly emphasis on fashion and style at the Oscar ceremony but I don't mind. They're having fun and it would be churlish of me to piss on their moment in the spotlight. I don't even mind what is called "political correctness" since some things need to be said and some issues need to be addressed. Only time will tell whether or not any real change will be wrought. And I don't think that the pendulum is swinging towards puritanism although it may seem that way. We can disagree without becoming disagreeable, can we not?
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Despite there being an apparent lack of interest in the reputation economy, here's another tidbit: Social Scorecard
Like it or not, I think China is now the dominant force in global affairs, followed by Russia. The US is like a chicken with it's head cut off, with no real strategy except the rantings of a loon. Maybe that's the strategy, from Nixon's playbook, to convince world leaders that you're a madman to keep them on their toes. It's worked before but they may not get fooled again.
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Remember Daniel Ellsberg, he of Pentagon Papers fame? He's still around, talking sense, as depicted in a recent WIRED podcast. What surprised me was that he and a fellow Rand Corporation colleague felt that Kubrick's Dr. Strangelove seemed like a documentary to them. And, according to Ellsberg, it's the US, not the Russians, that has the Doomsday Device.
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Do the arts elevate?
They can, but I think the arts are more of a reflection of reality, as expressed by the artist, musician, dancer, or whatever. But it sounds like a trick question to me, relying too much on subjective interpretation and I'm not enough of a snob to impose my aesthetic sensibilities on others. To elevate is not the same as to uplift, in my opinion, and I won't discuss it any further at this time. There is no need for me to chew upon every topic until nothing of value remains; a little mystery can be a good thing.
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The Fantanas are another group I was unaware of, so I had to look them up. Shills for Fanta, who'd of thunk it? And now they have a guy in their ranks. But who remembers what the Swedish Bikini Team was selling? All I can think of is that it was probably a beer but I don't care enough to look it up.
the new puritanism -1
You dawgs you can go on and on, and on and on, and on and on, about a fairly obscure invention, the ice cream machine, yet a simple device like the pencil that touches everybody's lives and is possibly in danger, gets not a yip out of either of you,
But I'm not going to get into that today. After listening to a whole day of admiration of our brave Hollywood heroes standing up for what's right and leading us to a better world, I feel compelled to ask two questions: Do the arts elevate? and Should the arts elevate? By arts I mean everything from the avant garde to Shakespeare to the tv sitcom.
Do the arts elevate? Sometimes it seems like we think so. We teach some kind of art from Kindergarten to college, supporting the arts seems to be generally accepted as a good thing. But one has to consider, if the arts have the power to elevate, don't they also have the power to degrade? Certainly some people think so and they express this thought by deciding that some art elevates and some art degrades and of course they want to decide which is which.
But wait, what about free speech? But wait shouldn't we protect the children? There is a common feeling that children should be protected from the harsher realities of life. Myself I don't cotton to it, I don't see how seeing a blue movie is going to destroy a child. Kids have eyes and ears. They know what is going on around them. When I was a kid I was always playing shoot em up and soldiers, but when it came time for me to do it in real life I became a Conscientious Objector.
But a lot of people think that adults can't handle reality either. If they see where somebody has sex outside of marriage and has a good time and nobody gets hurt, or that a criminal is successful in crime and raises a passel of handsome kids and dies in his bed, why they will think that maybe they ought to try it. I am speaking here of the Hays Code as to why all the movies of our youth were crappy. Well they weren't all crappy, but you kind of had to look at them with a cocked eye because you knew they didn't reflect the real world
I think it was in the 70s that the code finally faded away and we started to get some really good movies. And this trend has continued.
But anymore I am not so sure, now we have the scourge of political correctness and it seems that we are entering a new age of puritanism. I don't like it.
But I'm not going to get into that today. After listening to a whole day of admiration of our brave Hollywood heroes standing up for what's right and leading us to a better world, I feel compelled to ask two questions: Do the arts elevate? and Should the arts elevate? By arts I mean everything from the avant garde to Shakespeare to the tv sitcom.
Do the arts elevate? Sometimes it seems like we think so. We teach some kind of art from Kindergarten to college, supporting the arts seems to be generally accepted as a good thing. But one has to consider, if the arts have the power to elevate, don't they also have the power to degrade? Certainly some people think so and they express this thought by deciding that some art elevates and some art degrades and of course they want to decide which is which.
But wait, what about free speech? But wait shouldn't we protect the children? There is a common feeling that children should be protected from the harsher realities of life. Myself I don't cotton to it, I don't see how seeing a blue movie is going to destroy a child. Kids have eyes and ears. They know what is going on around them. When I was a kid I was always playing shoot em up and soldiers, but when it came time for me to do it in real life I became a Conscientious Objector.
But a lot of people think that adults can't handle reality either. If they see where somebody has sex outside of marriage and has a good time and nobody gets hurt, or that a criminal is successful in crime and raises a passel of handsome kids and dies in his bed, why they will think that maybe they ought to try it. I am speaking here of the Hays Code as to why all the movies of our youth were crappy. Well they weren't all crappy, but you kind of had to look at them with a cocked eye because you knew they didn't reflect the real world
I think it was in the 70s that the code finally faded away and we started to get some really good movies. And this trend has continued.
But anymore I am not so sure, now we have the scourge of political correctness and it seems that we are entering a new age of puritanism. I don't like it.
Monday, March 5, 2018
let's talk about pencils
I saw reports of blue ice on the northern rim of the country too. I don't quite get walking across a frozen river or lake. I guess there is ice fishing, but I don't quite get that either.
Apparently the dawgs have misplaced their robes of frivolity. No interest at all in the Swedish bikini team, no mention even of charming ladies who are the Fantanas. I have tried several times to bring up the subject of Nicki Minaj's fake butt and nada, Nothing here apparently but weighty subjects and ice cream machines.
Old Dog, not being as progressive as Beagles or myself, missed our plea for attention on fb over the weekend. Could there be new readers even now as I type?
Interesting that the Swedes are building up their army, they used to give the Russkies quite the hard time and way back some think that it was they who first colonized Russia. Wait a minute, conscription in Sweden? Since we have ended it here nobody, except to make some obscure point, dares even mention it. Internet research reveals that Swedish conscription is not as onerous as our draft, Not everybody goes and the term is less than a year. And I expect if you are in the Swedish army there is much less of a chance that you will be sent off to fight some pointless war.
I think Beagles has a rosier conception of the behavior of the Crusaders than a detailed history would allow.
I have read that the first wave of Russkies into Berlin were not the wild men that the Germans had feared, but the second wave was exactly that.
But wait a minute, here is a real issue that kids can't even hold a pencil right anymore. I don't remember that we ever had to have lessons in holding a pencil. I do remember graduating from the fat crayons to skinny ones, but I don't remember anyone failing to make the transition. I have nothing for cursive, I remember those endless green sheets of Parker Penmanship and I can't say good-bye to that fast enough. But a pencil, with all its attributes, why that is a thing of joy from toddling into dotage.
Mine was often a spaceship blasting off from its red rubber tail when the lesson was boring, which was always. What a thing of beauty was a sharply pointed pencil: the lead, which really wasn't lead but we thought it was. I poked myself with one once and a bit of the point when into my skin and I thought I would die from lead poisoning, that bit of wood around it that gave off a sawdust smell when first sharpened but then quickly grew dark from the air I guess, that thin layer of bright paint, just begging to be nibbled, that eraser that seemed to melt away so that long before the pencil's life was over it carried on its back end a twisted bit of metal that looked like it could take an eye out if you used it properly.
I would go on, but I am being distracted by a recap of the Oscars last night. Half of those Oscar nominated movies are crappy anyway, but it's not even about them, it's all about who wore what color dress or sported what ribbon and who spoke up for a politically correct issue (everybody), and movies anymore are considered good or bad not by how entertaining they are but how correctly they express their political message.
You guys know I am a good liberal and I generally believe in the cause of politically correct things, but when that is all that anybody talks about, in a certifiably correct manner of course, it is incredibly boring. We might as well go back to being puritans again,..
Apparently the dawgs have misplaced their robes of frivolity. No interest at all in the Swedish bikini team, no mention even of charming ladies who are the Fantanas. I have tried several times to bring up the subject of Nicki Minaj's fake butt and nada, Nothing here apparently but weighty subjects and ice cream machines.
Old Dog, not being as progressive as Beagles or myself, missed our plea for attention on fb over the weekend. Could there be new readers even now as I type?
Interesting that the Swedes are building up their army, they used to give the Russkies quite the hard time and way back some think that it was they who first colonized Russia. Wait a minute, conscription in Sweden? Since we have ended it here nobody, except to make some obscure point, dares even mention it. Internet research reveals that Swedish conscription is not as onerous as our draft, Not everybody goes and the term is less than a year. And I expect if you are in the Swedish army there is much less of a chance that you will be sent off to fight some pointless war.
I think Beagles has a rosier conception of the behavior of the Crusaders than a detailed history would allow.
I have read that the first wave of Russkies into Berlin were not the wild men that the Germans had feared, but the second wave was exactly that.
But wait a minute, here is a real issue that kids can't even hold a pencil right anymore. I don't remember that we ever had to have lessons in holding a pencil. I do remember graduating from the fat crayons to skinny ones, but I don't remember anyone failing to make the transition. I have nothing for cursive, I remember those endless green sheets of Parker Penmanship and I can't say good-bye to that fast enough. But a pencil, with all its attributes, why that is a thing of joy from toddling into dotage.
Mine was often a spaceship blasting off from its red rubber tail when the lesson was boring, which was always. What a thing of beauty was a sharply pointed pencil: the lead, which really wasn't lead but we thought it was. I poked myself with one once and a bit of the point when into my skin and I thought I would die from lead poisoning, that bit of wood around it that gave off a sawdust smell when first sharpened but then quickly grew dark from the air I guess, that thin layer of bright paint, just begging to be nibbled, that eraser that seemed to melt away so that long before the pencil's life was over it carried on its back end a twisted bit of metal that looked like it could take an eye out if you used it properly.
I would go on, but I am being distracted by a recap of the Oscars last night. Half of those Oscar nominated movies are crappy anyway, but it's not even about them, it's all about who wore what color dress or sported what ribbon and who spoke up for a politically correct issue (everybody), and movies anymore are considered good or bad not by how entertaining they are but how correctly they express their political message.
You guys know I am a good liberal and I generally believe in the cause of politically correct things, but when that is all that anybody talks about, in a certifiably correct manner of course, it is incredibly boring. We might as well go back to being puritans again,..
Sunday, March 4, 2018
All Ice is Not Created Equal
I saw something on the TV news the other day about that blue ice. I didn't know about the role that air bubbles play in ice formation until then, but I knew what blue ice is. I haven't been out on the ice for a long time, maybe decades, but the ice conditions used to be frequently discussed by the guys at work and in the bars, and probably still is. Blue ice is the original ice that is formed when the lake water freezes. We call the other type "slush ice". That's the white layer that is bonded to the blue ice in the photos. Slush ice is formed when the snow on top the blue ice melts and re-freezes. Sometimes it really is slushy, but often it will freeze hard when the weather turns cold again. Slush ice is not to be trusted, as it has little weight bearing potential. Sometimes there is a layer of liquid water between the blue ice and the slush ice, formed when accumulated snow weighs the blue ice down and slightly submerges it. You can be walking or driving on the ice and suddenly break through the slush ice layer. This can be inconvenient and down right scary, but usually not dangerous if there is plenty of blue ice underneath it all. If you ask somebody what the ice is like on the lake, the proper response would be, "so many inches of blue ice and so many inches of slush ice". If he just says "so many inches of ice", he doesn't know what he is talking about and you should get a second opinion before venturing out.
Quick check-in
What is this dark side Old Dog speaks darkly of.
These links explain it better than I can: harvard and bbc .
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The discussion of the Crusades is interesting to read, but not interesting enough for me to comment on. Sorry, guys. And when topics such as the Swedish Bikini Team and Cecil B. DeMille get thrown in the mix I tend to dismiss the whole thing as fanciful gibberish.
It almost seemed as if Uncle Ken was disappointed in Sweden's lack of military aggression, an odd sentiment from such a peacenik. But have faith! Sweden has reintroduced conscription, is increasing its military spending, and is preparing instructions for its citizens on what to do when the Russians invade.
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I think we've all read that cursive handwriting has fallen by the wayside, and here's another sign of the times: kids are having trouble with using pencils. If they never develop the fine motor skills required to use a pencil how can they grow up to be surgeons? Maybe they can develop those skills later in life but I'm not sure. Link
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Blue ice is not something I was aware of in nature, but it's something that shows up near the big bridge to the Upper Peninsula. Have the Beagles clan seen it this year? Blue Ice
These links explain it better than I can: harvard and bbc .
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The discussion of the Crusades is interesting to read, but not interesting enough for me to comment on. Sorry, guys. And when topics such as the Swedish Bikini Team and Cecil B. DeMille get thrown in the mix I tend to dismiss the whole thing as fanciful gibberish.
It almost seemed as if Uncle Ken was disappointed in Sweden's lack of military aggression, an odd sentiment from such a peacenik. But have faith! Sweden has reintroduced conscription, is increasing its military spending, and is preparing instructions for its citizens on what to do when the Russians invade.
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I think we've all read that cursive handwriting has fallen by the wayside, and here's another sign of the times: kids are having trouble with using pencils. If they never develop the fine motor skills required to use a pencil how can they grow up to be surgeons? Maybe they can develop those skills later in life but I'm not sure. Link
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Blue ice is not something I was aware of in nature, but it's something that shows up near the big bridge to the Upper Peninsula. Have the Beagles clan seen it this year? Blue Ice
Friday, March 2, 2018
"An Army Travels on its Stomach"
I think Napoleon said that. I also think that it was the Romans who were the first to have a paid professional army, but it might have been the Greeks. Before that, and after Rome went down, military operations were largely funded by looting and pillaging. The Russians were reputed to be still doing it as late as World War II although, according to this lady I used to know who claimed to have lived through it, "The Rape of Berlin" was not perpetrated by actual Russians, it was their auxiliary troops from Mongolia. They had not been paid for awhile and, when they stormed into Berlin, they figured it was payday. It was considered an atrocity at the time but, in the Middle Ages, it was business as usual. It was a long walk from France to Israel, and a soldier gots to eat. I seem to remember reading that the Crusaders who trashed Constantinople were upset because they had been promised a boat ride for the last part of the way, and were under the impression that it was supposed to be free. I'm not sure whose fault that was but, when they found out they had to pay for their passage, they decided to raise the money in the manner to which they had been accustomed. Today's soldiers are much more sophisticated. By the time they take a city, there is usually nothing left to loot and pillage.
I still don't see the connection between the Crusades and our current operations in the Middle East. Although the Crusaders often became distracted along the way, at least they started out with a central purpose. They knew where they were going and what they were supposed to do when they got there. They didn't always follow their plan, but at least they had a plan.
I also don't see the connection between Martin Luther and those bikini girls. Luther renounced celibacy after he split from the Catholic Church, and even married a former nun, but I can't picture him frolicking around in field or forest with a bunch of scantily clad lovelies. Wagner might do something like that, but I don't know about Cecil B. Demille. I don't know what any of that has to do with the horny helmets that the Vikings either did or did not wear, although they certainly did their share of looting and pillaging.
I still don't see the connection between the Crusades and our current operations in the Middle East. Although the Crusaders often became distracted along the way, at least they started out with a central purpose. They knew where they were going and what they were supposed to do when they got there. They didn't always follow their plan, but at least they had a plan.
I also don't see the connection between Martin Luther and those bikini girls. Luther renounced celibacy after he split from the Catholic Church, and even married a former nun, but I can't picture him frolicking around in field or forest with a bunch of scantily clad lovelies. Wagner might do something like that, but I don't know about Cecil B. Demille. I don't know what any of that has to do with the horny helmets that the Vikings either did or did not wear, although they certainly did their share of looting and pillaging.
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