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He kinda thought the white man was superior to other races. Seems a rather unfortunate choice of scribe at a time when Brexiters are keen to shed the image of themselves as harking back to a time when Britannia ruled the waves and the white man was king.
A lot of writers at the time expressed views that today are abhorrent ; does this mean that they should not be read at all ?

 
He kinda thought the white man was superior to other races. Seems a rather unfortunate choice of scribe at a time when Brexiters are keen to shed the image of themselves as harking back to a time when Britannia ruled the waves and the white man was king.

Read the poem! Read the words. Do you need them explaining to you...??? It's about whatever knocks you get in life, you have to battle through them and carry on. And strive to better yourself.

You seem to be fixated on a single topic in this thread: denigrate anyone, by any means, who is not of a like mind to you.

Let's lay it out clearly. You are an educated man, but you display all the traits that you accuse others of, in order to score points off of them. As such, your posts on a lot of occasions have been utterly pathetic, your responses to my posting that poem being the latest in a long line. You SHOULD be better than that, and additionally, should set an example as a Mod, but unfortunately, you are not, and you do not.

Make of the above what you will, I'll not make further reply.
 

Not at all, but just as much as I very much enjoy Wagner's music, I wouldn't use it in a thread about far right groups, it's perhaps not a great choice of poet to use consider the way many Brexiters have carried on. It's showing no more sensitivity than Johnson reciting him in Myanmar.
 
Read the poem! Read the words. Do you need them explaining to you...??? It's about whatever knocks you get in life, you have to battle through them and carry on. And strive to better yourself.

You seem to be fixated on a single topic in this thread: denigrate anyone, by any means, who is not of a like mind to you.

Let's lay it out clearly. You are an educated man, but you display all the traits that you accuse others of, in order to score points off of them. As such, your posts on a lot of occasions have been utterly pathetic, your responses to my posting that poem being the latest in a long line. You SHOULD be better than that, and additionally, should set an example as a Mod, but unfortunately, you are not, and you do not.

Make of the above what you will, I'll not make further reply.

I think one of the lines in the poem is not losing your rag whenever someone disagrees with you on the Internet.
 
Not at all, but just as much as I very much enjoy Wagner's music, I wouldn't use it in a thread about far right groups, it's perhaps not a great choice of poet to use consider the way many Brexiters have carried on. It's showing no more sensitivity than Johnson reciting him in Myanmar.
Tbf he posted the poem and didn't use Kipling himself to further any argument he had with the current situation.
 
He kinda thought the white man was superior to other races. Seems a rather unfortunate choice of scribe at a time when Brexiters are keen to shed the image of themselves as harking back to a time when Britannia ruled the waves and the white man was king.
It's burden only white men bear! ;)

The White Man's Burden — The United States and the Philippine Islands
by Rudyard Kipling
Take up the White Man's burden —
Send forth the best ye breed —
Go bind your sons to exile
To serve your captives' need;
To wait in heavy harness,
On fluttered folk and wild —
Your new-caught, sullen peoples,
Half-devil and half-child.

Take up the White Man's burden —
In patience to abide,
To veil the threat of terror
And check the show of pride;
By open speech and simple,
An hundred times made plain
To seek another's profit,
And work another's gain.

Take up the White Man's burden —
The savage wars of peace —
Fill full the mouth of Famine
And bid the sickness cease;
And when your goal is nearest
The end for others sought,
Watch sloth and heathen Folly
Bring all your hopes to nought.

Take up the White Man's burden —
No tawdry rule of kings,
But toil of serf and sweeper —
The tale of common things.
The ports ye shall not enter,
The roads ye shall not tread,
Go make them with your living,
And mark them with your dead.

Take up the White Man's burden —
And reap his old reward:
The blame of those ye better,
The hate of those ye guard —
The cry of hosts ye humour
(Ah, slowly!) toward the light: —
"Why brought he us from bondage,
Our loved Egyptian night?"

Take up the White Man's burden —
Ye dare not stoop to less —
Nor call too loud on Freedom
To cloak your weariness;
By all ye cry or whisper,
By all ye leave or do,
The silent, sullen peoples
Shall weigh your gods and you.

Take up the White Man's burden —
Have done with childish days —
The lightly profferred laurel,
The easy, ungrudged praise.

Comes now, to search your manhood
Through all the thankless years
Cold, edged with dear-bought wisdom,
The judgment of your peers!
 
'The Irish Question' has puzzled almost everybody, including The Irish for hundreds of years. As soon as somebody gets near half an anwser the question gets changed.


That is because it is really the “English question”, Degs ;)

And when the Irish had almost solved it circa 1912 with the Home Rule Bill, the English sided with armed insurrectionists in the north east of the country which ten years later resulted in the ultimate in goal post shifting, drawing an imaginary line through the middle of Ireland and postponing history until a later date.

That later date finally arrived in 2016 and that imaginary line has stopped Brexit in its tracks.

Such sweet irony......:dance:
 
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