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Frattracide's Blog
A collection of photos and narcissistic ramblings. Now with more ramblings!
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25Nov 10
WHEN the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East
'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,
An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased
Ere 'e's fit for to serve as a soldier.
Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,
Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,
Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,
So-oldier of the Queen!
Now all you recruities what's drafted to-day,
You shut up your rag-box an' 'ark to my lay,
An' I'll sing you a soldier as far as I may:
A soldier what's fit for a soldier.
Fit, fit, fit for a soldier . . .
First mind you steer clear o' the grog-sellers' huts,
For they sell you Fixed Bay'nets that rots out your guts -
Ay, drink that 'ud eat the live steel from your butts -
An' it's bad for the young British soldier.
Bad, bad, bad for the soldier . . .
When the cholera comes - as it will past a doubt -
Keep out of the wet and don't go on the shout,
For the sickness gets in as the liquor dies out,
An' it crumples the young British soldier.
Crum-, crum-, crumples the soldier . . .
But the worst o' your foes is the sun over'ead:
You must wear your 'elmet for all that is said:
If 'e finds you uncovered 'e'll knock you down dead,
An' you'll die like a fool of a soldier.
Fool, fool, fool of a soldier . . .
If you're cast for fatigue by a sergeant unkind,
Don't grouse like a woman nor crack on nor blind;
Be handy and civil, and then you will find
That it's beer for the young British soldier.
Beer, beer, beer for the soldier . . .
Now, if you must marry, take care she is old -
A troop-sergeant's widow's the nicest I'm told,
For beauty won't help if your rations is cold,
Nor love ain't enough for a soldier.
'Nough, 'nough, 'nough for a soldier . . .
If the wife should go wrong with a comrade, be loath
To shoot when you catch 'em - you'll swing, on my oath! -
Make 'im take 'er and keep 'er: that's Hell for them both,
An' you're shut o' the curse of a soldier.
Curse, curse, curse of a soldier . . .
When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck,
Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck,
Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck
And march to your front like a soldier.
Front, front, front like a soldier . . .
When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch,
Don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old ****
She's human as you are - you treat her as sich,
An' she'll fight for the young British soldier.
Fight, fight, fight for the soldier . . .
When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,
The guns o' the enemy wheel into line,
Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,
For noise never startles the soldier.
Start-, start-, startles the soldier . . .
If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,
Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:
So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,
And wait for supports like a soldier.
Wait, wait, wait like a soldier . . .
When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
So-oldier of the Queen!-Kipling cr1890
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30Mar 09
I have a personal blog, outside of GS for obvious reasons, which is dedicated to the eternal argument of creationism. An argument of which I am a fan to be sure, but one thing that annoys me is the tactic of "flooding" a forum with a huge volume of resources in one post and expecting anybody to, in a few seconds, formulate a response. Then, when they can't respond quickly, their opposition acts as if they've made a valid point. Regardless of the validity of these posts, they are submitted with the knowledge that they cannot be effectively refuted in a short time span.
To combat this "argument from volume" I started the blog "Year of the Naked Mole rat" to handle these resources in large chunks. Since the resources are posted from a pool that existed before the argument, it's only fare that the responses are posted in a pool as well. I've started on the first set which comes from the "Pull the Plug on atheism" web site. When I finish this set I will move on to other, more technical work. Regardless of you personal world view, feel free to take a look and comment.
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26Jan 09
So far its not too terribly interesting. Mostly about the "End of times." I'll add to this as it becomes more relevant.
Edit: So the first major argument for the existence of god in this thread was made by "Segagenesisfan." The argument itself is a fairly common one: "So many people, including jesus, died for their beliefs. Therefore, christianity is the one true religion.
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14Jan 09
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5Jan 09
I have been watching, with great interest, a group of users who have pooled their efforts to evangelize their religion on the Off Topic forum. They have even formed aunionhere on game spot for the same purpose. I am always fascinated by fundamentalists and their narrow view of the world. These people in particular espouse the young earth brand of B.S.
One thread in their union piqued my interest specifically. Its a thread where they meet before going off to assault OT with their message of eternal damnation. One could say a lot about the mind of a fundamentalist, (and I intend to) but I think this thread speaks volumes. It was interesting to read about their attempts (especially if you are familiar with their threads on OT.) After being beat into submission on almost every point they make, they retreat to this thread to discuss what a great success their efforts were. Its quite funny and well worth the read.
If you do a little more digging in their Union, you will probably come across a character they consider their nemesis. A guy by the name of WtfDragon. Evidently they do not see eye to eye with this individual, who is also a christian, and consider him to be a vector of pure evil; hell bent on their destruction. (Philosophically of course.) I believe that this schism is the result of his denial of their YEC dogma. At any rate, you should check out hisblogtoo as he has a great deal to say on the subject.
Because of the radical nature of their beliefs, their tendencies are towards martyrdom and they seem to be unable to comprehend basic reason. Often times, they claim to "Submit lots of evidence" in the defense of their beliefs, which consistently turns out to be links to christian apologetic websites full of the same angry-monkey-with-a-machete brand of reason. They have no problem with sources full of baseless claims and mindless assumptions while rejecting peer reviewed literature as "bias from people who hate god." As a consequence of their fundamentalism, they often personify their critics as enemies in a holy war and firmly believe anybody who disagrees with them does so out of anti-christian motive. This was the result that WtFDragon encountered when he criticized their methods. When reading their submissions it is not uncommon to find references to "Scoffers" and people who they believe are "out to get them."
I think that the debates caused by these kinds of people, while vapid intellectually, are very interesting. As a result, I have decided to become a secretary, of sorts, for these threads. My plan is to catalog the arguments and counterarguments used during discussion and to "take down the minuets" of the threads." I will then use my blog as an archive and inject my own commentary about the threads in general. It should be an interesting experience. I look forward to the next religious thread.
TCW Union: http://www.gamespot.com/pages/unions/home.php?union_id=TCWU
WtFDragon's blog:http://www.gamespot.com/users/WtFDragon/
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21Mar 08
I was once, as most people once were, in high school. The difference between most of you and I is that I went to a christian high school. Every Thursday we had a mini-church service which lasted on average, an hour and a half. The school itself was run by a fairly fundamentalist baptist church and the Thursday service reflected that. As I recall, these services usually ended in an "alter call" an event where the majority of the students would go to the alter and pray to god. Bowing over, crying, lifting their hands in song, the look of insincerity ever present in their faces. I never went to the alter. Teachers and preachers at that school were always trying to get everyone to go, saying things like "Start anew with jesus" or "be at peace with god!" They really did believe these things they said. Their mission was to save us all from some terrible hell, specially prepared for us by our benevolent savior. "You are powerless to act!" They would say. "You are born a sinner and only god can save you!" or "You are nothing without the lord our god!"
I was raised in that environment. For four years I was saturated with lamentations of our hell-bound souls. When you are immersed in an environment for some time, you tend to accommodate to it. In other words, a siren is less effective the more times you hear it. I became used to this behavior and accepted it as normal. It was only much later when I returned for a ceremony at that school that I was awed by its absurdity, but I digress.
I remember a preacher talking about how god had saved him and how he owed his life to him. How he prayed to god, asking advice on the simplest, to most complex of matters. He told us how we needed to let god guide us in our decisions because, without him, our live would devolve into a worthless pile of rubbish. I looked around the chapel. The faculty nodding their heads in agreement, the occasional utterance of an "amen." Most of the students slept or feigned interest, a few genuinely devout ones trembled in fear. And I sat there thinking about his words.
I suppose I could explain this in more detail or bore you with the story of my years of struggling to admit, out loud, this fact: Every thing about that place was demented. Those words they spoke, their desire to give their free will, (Their liberty! The one redeeming quality of mankind!) to a god above them, perhaps spawned in some primal fear of death or failure, most certainly spurned on by a lifetime of indoctrination. Everything about those beliefs were fundamentally opposed to my own morality.
If I had to choose an eternity of slavery to the glory of another being or the eternity of the brunt of its wrath, I would choose the hell with a smile on my melted face. Even if they are right, even if this god is watching me type this. I would prefer eradication to slavery. What that I had the courage to admit that all those years ago. I wonder what kind of person I would be today? -
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2Mar 08
I laughed my ass off
