Lest We Forget

April 25th is ANZAC Day here in Australia, commemoration of war dead, the particular date being that of the ill-fated landings at Gallipoli in 1915.

I can’t think of Gallipoli without thinking of Shane McGowan’s baleful rendition of “And The Band Played Walzing Matilda” with The Pogues. [Post Note … although the Pogues version is widely known, it was originally by Eric Bogle, and popularized by Liam Clancy and Ronnie Drew before the Pogues version.]

[The event remains a particularly poignant defining moment for the then very young nations of Australia and New Zealand, who “came of age” in the ANZAC involvement in the great war, starting at Gallipoli and ending in France, and in doing so discovered their stiff-upper-lipped colonial-ex-masters couldn’t organise a piss-up in a brewery, even if ironically, they did organise an evacuation without a single fatality. As well as defining Australia and New Zealand, the event also effectively created Turkey out of the Ottoman empire, as hero Mustafa Kemal went on to become Attaturk – Father of the Turks. Churchill resigned over Gallipoli, not simply taking the rap as non-executive head of the operation, but also for his original pre-war blunder in confiscating two British-built Turkish warhips. As well as the 9000 Anzac dead, 86,000 Turks, 9,000 French and 21,000 British, including many Irish home-rulers at the time, all perished. Not to mention the countless maimed, and the ongoing historical repercussions, as the song reminds us.]

When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murray’s green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over

Then in nineteen-fifteen my country said son
It’s time to stop rambling ’cause there’s work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we sailed away from the quay
And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers
We sailed off for Gallipoli

How well I remember that terrible day
When the blood stained the sand and the water
And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter

Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well
He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with shells
And in five minutes flat he’d blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we stopped to bury our slain
And we buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then it started all over again

Now those who were living did their best to survive
In that mad world of death, blood and fire
And for seven long weeks I kept myself alive
While the corpses around me piled higher

Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I awoke in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, Christ I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying

And no more I’ll go waltzing Matilda
To the green bushes so far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

So they collected the cripples, the wounded and maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The legless, the armless, the blind and insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla

And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where me legs used to be
And thanked Christ there was nobody waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity

And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared
And they turned their faces away

And now every April I sit on my perch
And I watch the parade pass before me
I see my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reliving the dreams of past glory

I see the old men, all twisted and torn
The forgotten heroes of a forgotten war
And the young people ask me, what are they marching for ?
And I ask myself the same question

And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men still answer the call
But year after year their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all

Waltzing Matilda, waltzing Matilda
Who’ll come a-waltzing Matilda with me ?

The World is Bigger than US

I’ve just spent several hours downloading software and registering with Real, Napster and MusicMatch on-line MusicStores as pointed to my MP3.COM so I can legally buy and download music tracks (rather than whole physical CD’s from the likes of good old Amazon). Each let me download, install, register and log-in before advising that their service is only available to US residents.

WTF (iTunes next I guess.)

Or back to BigPond – which seemed to work initially, but the UI had no buttons to get past “Checkout” and seems to have charged me for tracks I’ve found no way to download. Grrrr. (Now seems I’ve paid 3 times for one track and failed to download every time.)

Omigod, even iTunes doesn’t work in Oz.

OK, so where else can I buy music on-line in Oz.

NineMSN and HMV all utter cr*p too. Very limited range of material available for download. Oh well off to the real (physical) record store it seems.

Bellow Sounds Good

Not quite sure what Jorn is saying in his link, but this review by James Wood in the Guardian of the recently deceased Saul Bellow’s work is certainly intriguing. Think I may have to sample a little to get the message.

Message in a bottle – the side effects of Coca-Cola

An Indian community stripped of its main asset, water, with predictable consequences and a lot more besides, by a local Coca-Cola plant. This stuff is never rocket science, but how do things get like this. Committees of moral men making immoral decisions again ? [CounterPunch] [via Robot Wisdom]

Always Knew I Liked Google

Google.org that is … [Slashdot] [via Robot Wisdom].

Not to be outdone by Bill Gates, Larry Page and Sergey Brin – declare their philanthropic intent.

You couldn’t write this stuff …

Well, actually, they already have …

After the “Poetics” (in The Name of the Rose) you had the “Hypnerotomachia Poliphili” (in The Rule of Four, Princeton), now read the “Oxyrhynchus Papyri” (in real-life, Oxford University) – new technology allows reading of long lost classics – Sophocles, Euripides to name a few … [Independent Online] [via Robot Wisdom]

Urban transport in small packets ?

Neat idea from ZipCar (Can you tell I’ve been catching up reading the BBC site this morning ?)

It’s just car-hire with technology used to increase time and space slicing efficiency – “public” (subscription) transport in on-demand packets – I’m sure we’ve all had the idea. The really neat part is the idea that “For every ZipCar on the road, 20 private cars become redundant”.

Will the motor industry lobby ever let this work ? Go ZipCar.

Triangular Understanding ?

Japanese official denial of Nanking as a significant tragedy, continues to justify anti-Japanese sentiment (and action) in (Mainland, People’s Republic of) China. I’ve just come back from a trip through Chiang Kai-Shek airport in (Taiwan, island Republic of) China.

Can’t help thinking it is significant that the occupants of Nanking, Chiang Kai-Shek’s “nationalist” army and Kuomintang governement, were then engaged in a civil war power struggle with the Communist Chinese before fleeing Nanking to Taiwan. Dare I suggest that Japan’s (normaly honorable) attitude to their enemy in Nanking might have been colluded, encouraged, at least tolerated by the communists at the time.

For example, I find it odd that the strong anti-Japanese sentinment is “on the winning side” in PRC, whereas the concern with this period of history remains strong in ROC. Does the PRC sentiment over Nanking, really reflect a popular PRC sympathy for the ROC, despite ongoing official cold relations – reaching sabre-rattling invasion threats as recently as only a couple of weeks ago ? Had me nervous about the trip to Taipei CKS in fact.

Does the suggestion of PRC official tolerance of the popular PRC protests suggest the PRC government is itself emotionally ready to resolve this triangle of guilt, or at least exposing that it sees itself on the horns of a dilemma ?

(Must look out for official and unofficial ROC attitudes to this PRC / Japan situation.)

Religious Differences

Sadly ironic to note in the story [via BBC] of the recently-convicted-for-life Algerian Al-Qaeda police-murderer and ricin-terrorist that, on the one hand, the police chief is playing down religion (99.99% of moslems are law abiding, etc), whilst the bereaved family is playing up it’s christian faith.

It’s A Small World United

Football that is. Yeovil fan just walked up to me here in Changi, keen to check the Southend result from last night – they lost to Orient.

That means if Yeovil beat Kiddy today, they’re in champions spot apparently. Interestingly Reading were interested in the defeat of Blades by Derby last night – now we only need Millwall to beat Hammers for our play off place to be entirely in our own hands.

The connection ? Johnny Mullins of Reading is on loan at Kiddy and being influential according to manager Watkiss, who wants to extend the loan. (Though he’s an injury doubt for this particular game.)

Football outside the premiership really is interesting these days – so many outcomes dependent on so many results with just a few games to go yet again this season.