Anzac Day (130)
zztopbananaNSW, OZ & Puke Bay, Porirua, Wellington New Zealand8 Threads 1,068 Poststhelovecats1: i'm a radical left-wing sort of thinker. i have no respect for organisations such as the RSL and the ADF. these organisations are full of pro-American conservative right-wing religious warmongers who idiotically worship a bloodstained Aussie rag. occasions like today mean nothing to me. the people who celebrate such occasions don't speak for me.
And to think people fought and died so you could say that........zztopbanana: And to think people fought and died so you could say that........
How true ZZ... begs the question, why did he bother to post in this thread in the first place....
I GIVE CREDIT AND THANK GOD FOR ALL THAT SOLDIERS DO WHO HAVE TO GO TO WAR, BUT HAVE MUCH DISDAIN FOR GOVERNMENTS WHO PUT THEM THERE
....Well Said R.Q ...
....I going to be really 'Left Field' here, may be we should let only Politicians fight Wars.....then they can see the horrors and carnage of War...I know,Dreams are Free....But comments and opinions on my idea would be welcome.......
J.D
....Well Said R.Q ...
....I going to be really 'Left Field' here, may be we should let only Politicians fight Wars.....then they can see the horrors and carnage of War...I know,Dreams are Free....But comments and opinions on my idea would be welcome.......J.D
thelovecats1: i'm a radical left-wing sort of thinker. i have no respect for organisations such as the RSL and the ADF. these organisations are full of pro-American conservative right-wing religious warmongers who idiotically worship a bloodstained Aussie rag. occasions like today mean nothing to me. the people who celebrate such occasions don't speak for me.
I think you mis-understand the RSL, it is not in favor of war, it is there to support the people who were lucky enough to return from war because more often than not they need plenty of help to get over the anguish of what they have seen and done.
When the ADF is out fighting bushfires, helping during natural disasters or restoring sanity in places such as East Timor, do you have time for them then?
Have a nice day, because your liberty has been paid for in American and ADF personnel's blood.
skippie: I think you mis-understand the RSL, it is not in favor of war, it is there to support the people who were lucky enough to return from war because more often than not they need plenty of help to get over the anguish of what they have seen and done.
When the ADF is out fighting bushfires, helping during natural disasters or restoring sanity in places such as East Timor, do you have time for them then?
Have a nice day, because your liberty has been paid for in American and ADF personnel's blood.
When the ADF is out fighting bushfires, helping during natural disasters or restoring sanity in places such as East Timor, do you have time for them then?
Have a nice day, because your liberty has been paid for in American and ADF personnel's blood.
sxc666: I'd really like you too consider, expressing how you really feel
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Our Australian Sons
The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, just old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's, but he has never collected unemployment either.
He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and a 155mm howitzer.
He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk. He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. &nb sp;He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.
He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional.
He can march until he is told to stop, or stop until he is told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient.
He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.
He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.
If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands.
He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.
He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay, and still find ironic humor in it all.
He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short lifetime.
He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.
He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking.
In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.
Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great- grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the AUSTRALIAN Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.
He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.
Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
And now we even have women over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.
Lest we forget
The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, just old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's, but he has never collected unemployment either.
He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and a 155mm howitzer.
He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk. He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. &nb sp;He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.
He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional.
He can march until he is told to stop, or stop until he is told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient.
He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.
He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.
If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands.
He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.
He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay, and still find ironic humor in it all.
He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short lifetime.
He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.
He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking.
In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.
Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great- grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the AUSTRALIAN Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.
He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.
Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
And now we even have women over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.
Lest we forget
Far out blondeaozichick,
you can either type like a demon or had that preprepared!
Bravo.
you can either type like a demon or had that preprepared!
Bravo.
skippie: Far out blondeaozichick,
you can either type like a demon or had that preprepared!
Bravo.
you can either type like a demon or had that preprepared!
Bravo.
or neither..its called cut and paste .. from an email I got today zztopbanana: There were circa 16 million dead from World War 1 which started in the Balkans, not as a result of British colonial expansion.
Britain had treaty obligations which it did not shirk and so entered the war, committing about 5 1/2 million troops - of those, circa 3/4 million were killed and circa 2 million wounded.
It is right and proper that all those who fought for the freedoms we have ( or supposedly have..... ) are never forgotten.
Britain had treaty obligations which it did not shirk and so entered the war, committing about 5 1/2 million troops - of those, circa 3/4 million were killed and circa 2 million wounded.
It is right and proper that all those who fought for the freedoms we have ( or supposedly have..... ) are never forgotten.
blondeaozichick: Our Australian Sons
The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, just old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's, but he has never collected unemployment either.
He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and a 155mm howitzer.
He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk. He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. &nb sp;He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.
He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional.
He can march until he is told to stop, or stop until he is told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient.
He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.
He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.
If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands.
He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.
He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay, and still find ironic humor in it all.
He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short lifetime.
He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.
He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking.
In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.
Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great- grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the AUSTRALIAN Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.
He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.
Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
And now we even have women over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.
Lest we forget
The average age of the military man is 19 years. He is a short haired, tight-muscled kid who, under normal circumstances is considered by society as half man, half boy. Not yet dry behind the ears, just old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country. He never really cared much for work and he would rather wax his own car than wash his father's, but he has never collected unemployment either.
He's a recent High School graduate; he was probably an average student, pursued some form of sport activities, drives a ten year old jalopy, and has a steady girlfriend that either broke up with him when he left, or swears to be waiting when he returns from half a world away He listens to rock and roll or hip-hop or rap or jazz or swing and a 155mm howitzer.
He is 10 or 15 pounds lighter now than when he was at home because he is working or fighting from before dawn to well after dusk. He has trouble spelling, thus letter writing is a pain for him, but he can field strip a rifle in 30 seconds and reassemble it in less time in the dark. &nb sp;He can recite to you the nomenclature of a machine gun or grenade launcher and use either one effectively if he must.
He digs foxholes and latrines and can apply first aid like a professional.
He can march until he is told to stop, or stop until he is told to march.
He obeys orders instantly and without hesitation, but he is not without spirit or individual dignity. He is self-sufficient.
He has two sets of fatigues: he washes one and wears the other. He keeps his canteens full and his feet dry.
He sometimes forgets to brush his teeth, but never to clean his rifle. He can cook his own meals, mend his own clothes, and fix his own hurts.
If you're thirsty, he'll share his water with you; if you are hungry, his food. He'll even split his ammunition with you in the midst of battle when you run low.
He has learned to use his hands like weapons and weapons like they were his hands.
He can save your life - or take it, because that is his job.
He will often do twice the work of a civilian, draw half the pay, and still find ironic humor in it all.
He has seen more suffering and death than he should have in his short lifetime.
He has wept in public and in private, for friends who have fallen in combat and is unashamed.
He feels every note of the National Anthem vibrate through his body while at rigid attention, while tempering the burning desire to 'square-away' those around him who haven't bothered to stand, remove their hat, or even stop talking.
In an odd twist, day in and day out, far from home, he defends their right to be disrespectful.
Just as did his Father, Grandfather, and Great- grandfather, he is paying the price for our freedom. Beardless or not, he is not a boy. He is the AUSTRALIAN Fighting Man that has kept this country free for over 200 years.
He has asked nothing in return, except our friendship and understanding.
Remember him, always, for he has earned our respect and admiration with his blood.
And now we even have women over there in danger, doing their part in this tradition of going to War when our nation calls us to do so.
Lest we forget
no females at that time then i take it?
thelovecats1: i'm a radical left-wing sort of thinker. i have no respect for organisations such as the RSL and the ADF. these organisations are full of pro-American conservative right-wing religious warmongers who idiotically worship a bloodstained Aussie rag. occasions like today mean nothing to me. the people who celebrate such occasions don't speak for me.
You put that in just to get a bight right?
sxc666: I actually did call Bourbon on what he said in that thread, however this is a different situation. One in which you lacked any class or respect for our fallen soldiers. Shameful really.I think maybe a good idea is if you want too express yourself on a variety of subjects open a thread for your specific topic.
This thread was open to pay tribute too those who indeed give their lives for Australia. It would be nice if could remain that way.
This thread was open to pay tribute too those who indeed give their lives for Australia. It would be nice if could remain that way.
Thanks for the thought SXC, don't worry about the f--- head, the only place anyone is likely to listen to himn is in the arts faculty of any university (You know, arts, the degree you get when you aren't intelligent enough to get a real one) lol.
We saw his kind from 62 to 75 - I hated them then and still do now. not enough smarts to aim in the right place, they would rather destroy the lives of poor bloody sailors, soldiers and airmen and women than risk taking on the pollies.
by the way, for info, the youngest Australian death in Vietnam was a young man whose name was Butterworth (From Tassie) he was 17 when he was killed in the attack on HMAS Hobart on her second deployment.
There were around 200 sailors on HMAS Sydney in 65 in vietnam who were 17 or just over (like a couple of weeks)
There were around 200 sailors on HMAS Sydney in 65 in vietnam who were 17 or just over (like a couple of weeks)
Hey Ron - how are you ?
I think one of the pitfalls in fighting to save those who are deserving, is that you also save those who are undeserving.
A bit like 'collateral damage', but in reverse, I suppose.
I think one of the pitfalls in fighting to save those who are deserving, is that you also save those who are undeserving.
A bit like 'collateral damage', but in reverse, I suppose.
bubblesron: by the way, for info, the youngest Australian death in Vietnam was a young man whose name was Butterworth (From Tassie) he was 17 when he was killed in the attack on HMAS Hobart on her second deployment.
There were around 200 sailors on HMAS Sydney in 65 in vietnam who were 17 or just over (like a couple of weeks)
There were around 200 sailors on HMAS Sydney in 65 in vietnam who were 17 or just over (like a couple of weeks)
0H MY GOD RON........so young.....in ww1 they were as young as 15.........
skippie: Good to see no one has done any more to you than to fire up your emotions. If you think about what you have written, and the arguments against, you will find that the issue is that you are confusing what servicemen are expected to do with the actions of your elected representitives.
Cheers.
Cheers.
zztopbanana: There were circa 16 million dead from World War 1 which started in the Balkans, not as a result of British colonial expansion.
Britain had treaty obligations which it did not shirk and so entered the war, committing about 5 1/2 million troops - of those, circa 3/4 million were killed and circa 2 million wounded.
It is right and proper that all those who fought for the freedoms we have ( or supposedly have..... ) are never forgotten.
Britain had treaty obligations which it did not shirk and so entered the war, committing about 5 1/2 million troops - of those, circa 3/4 million were killed and circa 2 million wounded.
It is right and proper that all those who fought for the freedoms we have ( or supposedly have..... ) are never forgotten.
thanks for the correction zz.......
here it is in basic lingo folks....
On June 28, 1914, Archduke Francis Ferdinand of Austria was assassinated by a Serbian student, Gavrilo Princip, while visiting Serbia. The Serbians arrested him and Austro-Hungary asked them to deport him, the Serbians refused, so Austro-Hungary invaded Serbia and another country got involved and another and so on, until it turned into a world war.
This was partly to do with 2 main alliances which formed in Europe. The Triple Alliance was Austro-Hungary, Germany and Italy. The Triple Entente was France, Britain and Russia. Russia attacked Austro-Hungary to help Serbia, and then Germany attacked Russia and France. This expanded because of the alliances
at the risk of being attacked nothing to do with our freedoms, (except for in WW2), as a country, but everything to do with alliances..........
Everyones entitled to their own opinions here Howeva as Tina sxc666 stated this thread was designed to pay honour to the fallen to the men & women from the australian & New Zealand Army Corps who fought for our freedom.
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