When you go home, tell them of us and say: 'For your tomorrow we gave our today'
- Memorial inscription, Salisbury Cathedral
How very fitting, considering the events of the past week. A crazy blur in the whirlwind of time, but then again - life goes on.
I think the whole thing is just that - a big bloody waste of life. Sick, sick, sick. People shielding themselves behind the barricades of political correctness. I'm not advocating a purge - just a good, long, hard think and some tough love...y'know - a 'wake up call,' as Charles Clarke likes to say...
Bumped into David Crosse and Hugh Eveleigh today, a warm afternoon on a Winchester street corner - a lovely coincidence.
Driving through Hampshire reminds me, strangely enough, of somewhere - not so long ago - where I almost became the person I could be today. The 'almost me' feeling, I call it.
Bastille day in an hour - Vive la liberte, fraternite et egalite...!
Perhaps those three almosts might manage to survive these 'interesting times' we're currently living in. Let's hope.
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"When you go home, tell them of us and say: 'For your tomorrow we gave our today'
- Memorial inscription, Salisbury Cathedral
How very fitting, considering the events of the past week."
Assuming you're talking about the recent bombings, in what way is that at all fitting? Are you suggesting that the people who died in the London bombings were nobly sacrificing their lives for the sake of our future? Do you think the victims' deaths have achieved any positive purpose? Or do you believe that a long term good will come out of the national outrage at such attacks?
The only people to whom that inscription seems relevant are the political/religious groups who organised the bombings. Their members did indeed sacrifice their todays for their allies' tomorrows. While blowing oneself (and any surrounding civilians) to smithereens could be considered a worthy example of devoting oneself to a long-term cause, I'm not sure that was quite the sentiment they were trying to convey at Salisbury Cathedral.
The quote commemorates soldiers who fought in WW1.
Actually, I was initially thinking about the WW2 (60th anniversary) commemoration (1). My mind (inevitably) wandered onto the topic of the bombings - the emergency services helping the victims of the bombings (2) and the breaking news about a suicide bomb attack in Iraq that killed a bunch of kids while some GIs were handing out sweets (3).
(1) Tragedy and death; (2) A noble dedication to duty; (3) The seemingly unending massacre of innocent people - do we ever learn...
In the tangled web of Jason-mind-connections it somehow makes sense (to me). Apologies if I apparently appeared to condone a massacre of innocent civilians - quite the opposite - those backpacking bombers from Leeds aren't even fit to be called scum.
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