Armistice Day: To win a war is as disastrous as to lose one

Much on my mind and not only this week. I worked for a man whose brother died at Vimy Ridge; that made it even more real to me than my reading had done. He himself was stationed on submarine watch in the Caribbean, so had a relatively ‘easy’ war. My Dad and uncles were in WWII and men (bous, really) from my generation died in Vietnam or lived to deal with the aftermath. May we never forget . . .

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11 thoughts on “Armistice Day: To win a war is as disastrous as to lose one

  1. My Great uncle Oscar died at 18 in Gallipoli in WW1 and one of our American relatives sunk one of our German relatives (in a U-boat off the coast of the USA) in WW2. The ONLY people who win in a war are those that have their fingers in pies that grease the wheels of the machinations of war. The terrifying thing is when those self same people are running the country…THAT is when you really have to worry because no-one is questioning their vested interests. I will never forget the tragic loss of life that the world has had to bear in the name of war and I will always remind my children and my childrens children of the suffering that comes from greed and how it’s never the warmongers that die in wars, or their children. War is a pointless human exercise in suicide 😦

    • I knew of Gallipoli in a vague way when I was in school, but seeing Mel Gibson and Mark Lee in the film made me aware of it in a more direct way. I later found out that my sons’ paternal grandfather’s dad fought there (I think he survived); a couple of years ago one of their uncles took his dad there to see the site. Very moving for both of them. The result was that their grandfather was a Conscientious Objector in WWII, serving in an ambulance corps. After the war he married and in 1948 moved with their oldest son from England to Canada just before the second son, my boys’ dad, was born. Their granny was an English Land Girl and had a couple of adventures of her own.

      You are so right about those with vested interests; what I call the money people. When you learn that munitions makers sold to both sides . . . it is like Nestles, killing babies in third world countries to make a profit. We need a test for sociopathy and then we need to restrict those people from political and other power positions. I don’t believe it is possible to change them and they themselves would see no reason to change, which means they endanger all of us. They are infantile, thinking only “but I WANT to” or “oh, shiny! I wonder what THAT does . . .”

      They scare me! They distract us with bread and circuses just as the Roman emperors did, but now the stakes are global and often irrevocable.

      • When the film Gallipoli came out I actually went to the cinema to see it with my ex (back at college) and you wouldn’t have wanted to have an English accent anywhere NEAR the crowd that spilled out of that cinema! 😉

      • I can certainly imagine! I saw it later, on tape. Not so overwhelming as it would have felt to me in a theatre.
        Mum said the other day, as we listened to some of the mini-documentaries pre-Remembrance Day, “they didn’t used to say our soldiers were fighting for us (Canadians); they said, “the lion roars and the cubs come running”. Still, knowing what I know about that war, and having watched German footage shot in the concentration camps (in the high school gym while we ate our lunches; not compulsory, of course. I just loved history and was curious about my Dad’s years over there; he very rarely referred to that time”), I still feel there was no other solution. I do wonder, though; if our leaders had been adults, could they have stopped it sooner?

      • Always remember that there is money…LOTS of money to be made from war…the warmongers don’t want it to stop because millionaires are made from it (including the Bush family 😉 ). Gallipoli was predominately about how the English used the Aussies for collateral damage and as a cinema full of Aussies we all erupted from watching, angry and informed…as I said, you wouldn’t have wanted to be English and admit it at the time 😉

      • I remember! I only wish I’d known more when I was younger. We need more information about candidates for office before we vote. AND we need to learn to ask the right questions . . . Canada’s federal government is a case in point. I also think we need to learn to look beyond the ‘charm’ and see the snake; the sociopath. If we tested for sociopathy before allowing people to run for office, what changes would come to pass . . .

        Of course, if we lowered the pay so that fewer money people bothered to run, that would leave us with more who truly want to serve their country.

        I csn imagine your theatre audience after that screening . . .

        The conquering countries gave us a lot, but they took more. I still wonder what would have come to be if the conquerors had stayed home. So many small tribes and nations might have found a true flowering . . .

      • You and I would have been neighbours then Linnie because the U.K. is a MUCH smaller place than the distance between Canada and Tasmania and we were both “conquered” by the same tenacious tiny country and are still both in the Commonwealth (so we are being conquered on a regular basis for royalties 😉 )

      • Well, Narfie7, since I’m normally on the west coast (but now about 1,000 miles from there), I’m closer to halfway between (London is 8 am, I am at 1am and Hobart is 7 pm, all on Monday). If I were in BC, I would be at midnight right now, so a bit closer to you. We are one in the Commonwealth, of course. A mixed bag, in so many ways. I love the good in it and am impatient and frustrated by the rest of it. But it’s mine, for now, at least. And since all is One (too deep??), we are next-door neighbours . . . and, of course, we are one in so many of our interests and passions . . . but not so much as to be boring or uninteresting. I DO want my stargate, though . . . and a nice chat over tea after a walk by the sea and through your garden and woods . . .

Thanks for stopping by my blog! I look forward to reading your comments. ~ Linne

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