Wednesday, June 19, 2024

QUOTE FOR THE DAY

 


Arthur Wellesley was the first Duke of Wellington


COMEBACKS AND BURNS


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There is a reddit site with over 2 million followers devoted to posting the clever and often savage comebacks to people who deserve it. Funnily enough, it is called . . . Clever Comebacks. You can visit the site by clicking on:


Below is a selection of items from that site that I loved reading, selected and posted in Bored Panda, hopefully you will too.

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Savage Responses People Had To Jerks

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Tuesday, June 18, 2024

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

 



POETRY SPOT


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It’s been cold here in Oz and it had me thinking of the poems of Scottish-Canadian Robert W Service (1874-1958), who wrote of the cold in the Yukon and the hardships of the prospectors in the frozen north, such as his poem The Cremation of Sam McGee. Set in the Arctic, it follows the author’s carrying out his dying friend's request for cremation. The friend leaves the cremation because of his sadness, then comes back a little later when “I guess he’s cooked”, only to find Sam McGee, sitting upright, who declares ‘Since I left Plumtree, down in Tennessee, it's the first time I've been warm.'

Here is another poem by Robert W Service, A Song of Winter Weather. We should bear these words and account of experiences in mind when next we want to complin about the cold and the weather.

Comment from All Poetry at:
This poem depicts the horrors of war from a unique perspective, focusing on the non-lethal but debilitating effects of weather conditions. It highlights the brutality of trench warfare during World War I, particularly the relentless cold, mud, and rain. Unlike Service's other adventure-oriented works, this poem emphasizes the hardship and misery soldiers faced in the trenches.
By the way:

Service was 40 when World War I broke out; he attempted to enlist, but was turned down "due to varicose veins." He briefly covered the war for the Toronto Star (from 11 December 1915, through 29 January 1916), but "was arrested and nearly executed in an outbreak of spy hysteria in Dunkirk." He then "worked as a stretcher bearer and ambulance driver with the Ambulance Corps of the American Red Cross, until his health broke." Convalescing in Paris, he wrote a new book of mainly war poetry, Rhymes of a Red Cross Man, in 1916. The book was dedicated to the memory of Service's "brother, Lieutenant Albert Service, Canadian Infantry, Killed in Action, France, August 1916." Robert Service received three medals for his war service: 1914–15 Star, British War Medal and the Victory Medal.

The poem below is from Rhymes of a Red Cross Man.



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A Song Of Winter Weather

It isn't the foe that we fear;
    It isn't the bullets that whine;
It isn't the business career
    Of a shell, or the bust of a mine;
It isn't the snipers who seek
    To nip our young hopes in the bud:
No, it isn't the guns,
And it isn't the Huns —
    It's the mud,
        mud,
            mud.

It isn't the melee we mind.
That often is rather good fun.
    It isn't the shrapnel we find
Obtrusive when rained by the ton;
    It isn't the bounce of the bombs
That gives us a positive pain:
    It's the strafing we get
When the weather is wet —
    It's the rain,
         rain,
             rain.

It isn't because we lack grit
    We shrink from the horrors of war.
We don't mind the battle a bit;
    In fact that is what we are for;
It isn't the rum-jars and things
    Make us wish we were back in the fold:
It's the fingers that freeze
In the boreal breeze —
    It's the cold,
        cold,
            cold.

Oh, the rain, the mud, and the cold,
    The cold, the mud, and the rain;
With weather at zero it's hard for a hero
    From language that's rude to refrain.
With porridgy muck to the knees,
    With sky that's a-pouring a flood,
Sure the worst of our foes
Are the pains and the woes
    Of the rain,
        the cold,
            and the mud.




Monday, June 17, 2024

THOUGHT FOR THE DAY

 


WOODWORKING & CARVING


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Woodworking pieces people have shared online, from Bored Panda at:


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Made This Rocking Chair In ‘97 Wood Shop Class When I Was 14. Had No Idea Why I’ve Kept It For 24 Years. 38 Now And I Have Finally Realized It Belongs To My Son. His Face Makes All Those Years Worth It

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The "Neverending Fence" Is Complete!

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I Carved This Hellboy Pipe Out Of Briar Wood For Ron Perlman And He Sent Me A Photo

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Maiden Voyage Of My First Cedar Strip Canoe! No Kit, No Plans, No Staples

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Heard There Was A Plywood Challenge So Here Is My Plywood Rocker For Consideration

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DIY Woodpecker Clock Made By Myself. Material Is 3mm Plywood

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Carved A Rope And Knot From Basswood

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I Made A Spice Rack

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Beautiful Project I've Been Working On For A Few Months.

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My Complicated Looking Greenhouse Without Cutting Any Compound Angles

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Some Of You Asked

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17-Year Celtic Knot Table Project Involving 2 Generations. Dedicated To My Wife Susan Who Died Of Cancer And Never Got To Meet Her 30 Grandchildren. Western Red Cedar. Arm-R-Seal Satin. Base Pedestal Made Of Reclaimed Timber From A Western Sizzler Fire

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I Built This Mechanical Iris Cabinet Using Wood, Brass, And 3D Prints. There Are Over 100 Parts, 30 Bearings, And 16 Axes Of Rotation In This Design

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Bear, Raccoon, And Fox Bench

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We Just Finished Up Rapunzel's Tower And Cottage Playhouse. Next Up A Bit Of Landscaping

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It’s Done!!! Now Should It Hang Like A Diamond Or Square? 2 Tone Stains On Birch

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Imagine The Look On My Face When My Boss Said “You’ll Be Lead Carpenter On This Stair Job” When I Had Never Made A Single Tread Before. Lots Of Work By Lots Of People, I Can’t Take All The Credit, But Damn If I Didn’t Pour My Blood And Sweat Into This Staircase

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Longship Cradle I Made For My First Grandchild Is Complete

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Octoburl #1 , Fir Burl Carved By Me 2023

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I Carved And Gifted The "Terminator Pipe" To Arnold Birthday And He Sent Me A Photo