Wednesday, December 26, 2007

Paris loses out-Hilton fortune pledged to charity.


Schadenfreude

Noun. The malicious glee experienced from someone else's misfortune.


Derived from Schaden (damage, harm) and Freude (joy); Schaden derives from the Middle High German schade, from the Old High German scado, and freude comes from the Middle High German vreude, from the Old High German frewida, from frō, (happy).

This is today's Left.

The home of American anti-semitism.

Silent Night-The Christmas Truce of 1914.

I meant to write bout the Christmas truce before going away for the holiday but I didn't get around to it I'm afraid.

Today, more than 90 years after it occurred, the event is seen as a shining episode of sanity from among the bloody chapters of World War One – a spontaneous effort by the lower ranks to create a peace that could have blossomed were it not for the interference of generals and politicians.

Months beforehand, millions of servicemen, reservists and volunteers from all over the continent had rushed enthusiastically to the banners of war: the atmosphere was one of holiday rather than conflict.

But it was not long before the jovial facade was torn away. Armies equipped with repeating rifles, machine guns and a vast array of artillery tore chunks out of each other, and thousands upon thousands of men perished.

The truce began on Christmas Eve, December 24, 1914, when German troops began decorating the area around their trenches in the region of Ypres, Belgium, for Christmas. They began by placing candles on trees, then continued the celebration by singing Christmas carols, most notably Stille Nacht (Silent Night). The British troops in the trenches across from them responded by singing English carols.

The two sides continued by shouting Christmas greetings to each other. Soon thereafter, there were calls for visits across the "No Man's Land" where small gifts were exchanged. The artillery in the region fell silent that night. The truce also allowed a breathing spell where recently-fallen soldiers could be brought back behind their lines by burial parties. Proper burials took place as soldiers from both sides mourned the dead together and paid their respects.

At one funeral in No Man's Land, soldiers from both sides gathered and read a passage from the 23rd Psalm:
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the path of righteousness for his name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil.

Quickly, the truce spread to other areas of the lines, and there are many stories of football matches between the opposing forces. All of this in spite of opposition at higher levels of the military. Earlier in the autumn, a call by Pope Benedict XV for an official truce between the warring governments had been ignored.

British commander Sir John French vowed that no such truce would be allowed again. In all of the following years of the war, artillery bombardments were ordered on Christmas Eve to ensure that there were no further lulls in the combat. Troops were also rotated through various sectors of the front to prevent them from becoming overly familiar with the enemy. Despite those measures, there were a few friendly encounters between enemy soldiers, but on a much smaller scale than the previous year.

Bad teachers 'have to be axed to save weak schools'

No kidding.

Ghost Signs

What’s the appeal of these ads? Simple: they're ruined and forgotten, which gives them a certain lonely poignance. No doubt in their time the high-minded civic-virtue preachers railed against such commercial pollution. The same sorts might advocate for their preservation today.

We'll make static analysis work this time!

Who knows? If they're stupid enough to raise the beer taxes, they might be stupid enough to raise them even higher when the projected revenues don't pan out. Then home brewing would skyrocket, and then they'd really have to raise the taxes. (This process is called static analysis, and it's typical of the bureaucratic mindset.)

Has global warming stopped?

'The fact is that the global temperature of 2007 is statistically the same as 2006 and every year since 2001'

Huckabee plunges

I COME NOT TO bury Mike Huckabee. Mike Huckabee has buried himself. Over the next week, the Republican party in Iowa and elsewhere will decide that Huckabee may be a swell fellow, but he's not of presidential timbre. I predict this decision will be made en masse. Huckabee's support will likely crater in Iowa.

A Supposedly Dumb Thing They’re Determined to Do Again and Again

“there’s an unmistakable sense that liberal politics belonged to a small group of the rich and famous who all knew one another and knew what was best for the rest of the country, while knowing less and less about the rest of the country. . . . It’s possible, even if you agree with almost every position Schlesinger held, to find the smugness and complacency not just annoying but fatal. His crowd made liberalism a fat target for the New Right; Reagan and his heirs seized the language and claims of populism from liberals who believed that they had had permanent possession [of it] ever since Roosevelt.”

The perils of benevolence

Political correctness tends to breed the sort of unaccountability that Stephen warns against. At its center is a union of abstract benevolence, which takes mankind as a whole for its object, with rigid moralism. It is a toxic, misery-producing brew.

The Death Report

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The Battle of North Cape




On this day in 1943, one of the last great duels between gun armed warships occurred. A British force commanded by Admiral Bruce Fraser caught and destroyed the German battle cruiser Scharnhorst off the coast of Norway. Of Scharnhorst's total complement of 1,968, only 36 were pulled from the frigid waters (none were officers). Top image: HMS Duke of York, Fraser's flagship. Bottom image: German battle cruiser Scharnhorst.

MythBusters Unedited - Do Pretty Girls Fart?

Now you know.

The Civil War In Four Minutes

Wow.

Gorillas Go Ape Over Stolen Monkeys

Some stories just write themselves.

In Memoriam

Oscar Peterson died while I was out of town. None less than Billy Taylor called Peterson one of the finest jazz pianists of his time. He'll Be missed.

Falling In Love Again


The incomparable Marlene Dietrich.

We're Back!

We had a lovely holiday in Chicago but it's good to be home.