Are There Any Restrictions On...
ChatterBank0 min ago
...a dead duck in view of SKS's recent speech on defence?
His sentiments could be summed up in this song:
We don't want to fight them
But by jingo if we do
We've got the men
We've got the ships(submarines now)
We've got the money too.
"...in view of SKS's recent speech on defence?"
Do you really believe what politicians tell you? Especially during an election campaign whilst they are togged up in pristine overalls and a hard hat during a tour of tinned fruit factory in Cleethorpes?
Are there any faries at tthe bottom of your garden?
thanks to one Lord Tennyson...
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward, All in the Valley of Death
Rode what’s left of the British Army.
"Forward, the only Regiment!
We can’t afford the guns!" he said:
Into the Valley of Death
Rode the six thousand left
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldiers knew
Some one in the MoD had blunder’d:
Nothing new there, noreply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to fart around and die:
Into the Valley of Death
Rode the six thousand left.
Cannon to right of them,
Drones to left of them,
Bazookas in front of them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Hardly a thing to use
Boldly they tried three tanks,
what hell, Into the jaws of Death,
Into Russian or Chinese Hell
Rode the six thousand left.
Threw all their grenades bare,
Threw as they turn’d in air
The Airforce, two planes o’head
No bombs to drop on the enemy while
All the world wonder’d:
The US thinking we’re a load of jokes
Plunged in Player’s smoke
Right thro’ the line they tried to broke;
Chinese and Russian
Laughed at the use of sabre-strokes.
Shatter’d and sunder’d.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six thousand.
Cannons to right of them,
Drones to left of them,
Bazookas and Ruskies behind them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While tank and jeep fell,
They thought that had fought with now’t
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from Military Hell,
All that was left of them,
Less than six hundred.
When can their glory fade?
O the prancing Trooping the Colour
All the world wonder’d.
The Atomic Bomb the Russians made!
Nothing to Honour, not even a Brigade,
The MoD Budget flat as a pancake
Our MPs have been on the take.
What an efffing state.
“But general election campaigns are interesting and add greatly to the gaiety of nations.”
All I think they do is take he electorate for fools and demonstrate that no politician is to be trusted. There should be no election campaigns. The parties can publish their manifestos and voters can file it under “fiction” in their libraries. If the politicians want to visit biscuit factories and sheet metal works (if they can find any that will have them) good luck to them. But no TV cameras.
“Who the heck uses the word "canard" these days”
I do, dave. It’s a lovely word. I think it’s better than “a load of old bow locks.”
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