Walsingham

I ran into some prostitutes outside my apartment last night. Poor girls were absolutely fethed up on crack. I've never actually seen it in person before. It is utterly tragic that someone can fall like that in this society and get treated as a criminal, not as a sick person.

I think this has run out of steam. *chuff chuff chuff*

The scale of the carnage was new-ish in WW1, but I think what horrified people was the linear brutality of a war based on attrition. Which we have Clauswitz (and all his little wizards to thank for). Incidentally, since 11xhoah isn't here to post it: "War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself. --John Stewart Mill--"

If it were really in our nature to kill, then military training would not have to be so rigorous nor so intensive. The overwhelming majority of human beings find it extremely difficult to take life. That is our nature. I would also ask how you can condemn muslims for being bigoted, which is in itself a form of bigotry! Irony at a basic level, chaps. I should also point out that not only was it illegal in many Western countries to be gay last century, but there are still plenty of places you can get kicked to death for it. Surely the whole point of this story should be to inspire tolerance, not hatred for those different to us.

As for the quetion, of course women should be allowed in combat. And if there is ever another involuntary draft, God forbid, women should be drafted right along side their male counterparts. It is entirely unfair, IMHO, to ask half of our society to do all the fighting and dying so the other half can sit at home playing Rosie the Riveter and making goo-goo eyes at all the 4-F males who slipped under the radar. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> ~Di. Points from me, lady. Glad to hear you'll be willing to muck in.

I hate your sig. If I want to see a half naked fat man dancing, I only need to look in a mirror.

I rely on marmosets to be cool. Going back to drugs I think a big part of it is that the effects sound awfully similar to hwat happens if you get, say a violent tropical illness. I've had violent tropical illnesses, and frankly if I want to lose track of reality and start sweating and rolling my eyes, I'd go for them again.

Excellent, finally we have a thread PROVING I'm an idiot. :D :">

<{POST_SNAPBACK}> I absolutely love the reduced shakespeare company. I've even been on stage with them at one of their shows. Nervous as hell, but I managed to get laughs from the audience for my demonstration of how Emily Dickinson would eat them like bananas. I absolutely recommend the show, and if you can, get front row seats.

The world would be a better place if neither group do what they do. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> No argument there.

I haven't done much by way of class C narcotics in the past. I regularly turn them down. I regularly get drunk. I hope I never do any class A drugs. Any drug, from narcotics to booze, futzes with your brain. You're taking a risk whenever that happens. Most drugs hurt your body when you try to clean them up. However, lots of things involve risk and damage to your body. I jog, for example, and am significantly more likely to get damaged joints, and may get run over. Having said that, there isn't an equivalence between booze and narcotics, particularly class As. Class As rejig the hardware in your brain. I would deter anyone I knew from taking them if I could. I know two of my friends who I used to admire, and several years of taking cocaine later I hardly know them.

Yeah, I don't want to knock the poor chap either. Points for even thinking about the issue, in my book. However, for all you who think you should fight only when its 'right', I would say something my grandfather told me. He regrets more than anything that for want of a little action prior to WW2 he was dragged into a massive conflict that almost destroyed the country, and killed _every single one_ of his friends, bar his fiance. As for the notion, Hades, that soldiers should pick and choose their orders, and have a political agenda I'd point at Pakistan, Turkey, and most of South America and ask if that's what you want. Britain, by contrast has a proud tradition of a military with the political awareness and interest of woodlice, and something like 400 years without a revolution.

From a survival of the species perspective it is not a good idea. But from a military perspective I have never seen any reason not to. Indeed, the all-round finest officer I've ever met was female. Having said that, and realising the contradiction, I am uncomfortable with the notion of 'Wellington' trying to conduct the battle of Waterloo with PMT.

I've never met any serving soldier who believes conscription achieves any useful military purpose below the world war level of fighting.

reduced shakespeare as in all the plays in 90 minutes, with a ukelele and a comedy cow, and a pie fight. Imp War Museum kicks ass, btw.

Light nimble wasn't the problem. It was actually a lack of infantry, IMO. You could still have used a light nimble force provided you attached a 'police' unit into the division structure to handle civilians in captured territory. Having said that I don't approve of the light nimble idea when it comes to warfighting, and I agree that Rummy is an ass. But I'm not going to say so to his face.

You're really not takinga ccount of the benefit they get from hanging onto your cash. On the other hand I don't think I understand the issue of how their pricing works. My point was suppose you buy into the scheme at 2 bucks. They then hoik the price to 4 bucks. You don't buy at that price, but theyre still holding your cash so they are winning. Suppose it never comes back down again, then they keep your cash forever and you get nothing. Please explain for me, as I have a small brain.

Only decent thing to do is to listen calmly and politely, then inform the guy he is a fool. If he objects, place him in a large burlap sack. Start the campaign over with one of you refereeing.

I do four things, depending on the available resources: 1) Go for a hard run. Lose myself in the pain. Clean out the old monoamines in the synapses. 2) Get a different perspective on things. By climbing up a tree, sitting on top of a cupboard and so on. I don't do this so often since I began running my own business. Yes, employees should be scared of you, but not THAT scared. 3) Lose myself in the way Rosbjerg describes. 4) In an absolute emergency I will sit down and eat two packets of cheap sausages. It is quite impossible to feel anything other than full of sawdust and grease.

"Only the insane have strength enough to prosper. Only those who prosper truly judge what is sane." WH40k, Rogue Trader.

It's my belief that they need a large, ruddy-faced woman in a gingham dress to give them hugs. Then sit them down to a spread of possum, grit, cornbread and fried chicken.

Let me guess, the Saudis were complaining about the 'pain at the pump'?

Many years ago my girlfriend of the time set out deliberately to give me the best day ever. Leaving aside certain aspects this consisted of a late start, followed by a trip to the Imperial War Museum (yay, tanks!), champagne lunch in the park, a stroll through London, followed by pub, then front row seats with the Reduced Shakespeare company (which resulted in me being viciously abused during the show ) then Thai for dinner, then back home. That was awesome.

I must apologise but I haven't time to read all the posts up until now. I read the first page, and this one. I don't look down on people who don't join up. I do believe that everyone has a duty to contribute to society, but that can be done in a myriad of ways. Not everyone is best suited to frolicking in the mud. Even if they are best suited, I know that some people are just plain scared of signing up, and frankly that's OK too. I'd encourage them to overcome that fear, but I don't look down on them. The people I do have a problem with are those who are ungrateful towards those who do manage to overcome fear, and give up the easy life in order to get out and fight. I think it's a hell of a thing to see one young man or woman put themselves forward when so many others hang back. It frustrates me beyond words when people knock them for it. And it particularly annoys me when those same knockers try to portray themselves as more brave for refusing to go.

You mean they hang onto your cash until they decide to lower it to the point where you want to buy. But until that point they are holding your cash? Sounds like genius to me. For them.