Kind of early, but I'd like to mention that soon it will be Veteran's Day. Please take the day to reflect on the people who gave their lives so you can come here and whine about the Niki and the goddarned ostwind.
Please also remember those veterans who are still alive. If you know any old vet who has no family to spend the day with, please take the day to visit and show your gratitude.
There is a beautiful song by Pink Floyd, a short narrative about a boy talking about his father, who died in WWII. This sad song is called WHEN THE TIGERS BROKE FREE. I suggest you all download it from Napster and listen to it (it isnt on any PF album so its not piracy).
To all veterans, no matter what nationality:
Thank You.
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p.s: here are the lyrics to the song. The hairs on my back always rise when I read them, and sometimes my eyes can wet.
When The Tigers Broke Free
It was just before dawn
One miserable morning in black 'Forty-four
When the forward commander
Was told to sit tight
When he asked that his men be withdrawn
And the Generals gave thanks
As the other ranks held back
The enemy tanks for a while
And the Anzio bridgehead
Was held for the price
Of a few hundred ordinary lives
Part 2
And old King George
Sent Mother a note
When he heard that father was gone
It was, I recall
In the form of a scroll
With gold leaf and all
And I found it one day
In a drawer of old photographs, hidden away
And my eyes still grow damp
To remember
His Majesty signed
With his own rubber stamp
It was dark all around
There was frost on the ground
When the tigers broke free
And no one survived
From the Royal Fusiliers Company C
They were all left behind
Most of them dead
The rest of them dying
And that's how the High Command
Took my daddy from me
-Roger Waters
