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semisweetWhen I was a boy [...] all the people of all the nations which had fought in the First World War were silent during the eleventh minute of the eleventh hour of Armistice Day, which was the eleventh day of the eleventh month.
It was during that minute in nineteen hundred and eighteen, that millions upon millions of human beings stopped butchering one another. I have talked to old men who were on battlefields during that minute. They have told me in one way or another that the sudden silence was the Voice of God. So we still have among us some men who can remember when God spoke clearly to mankind.
Armistice Day has become Veterans' Day. Armistice Day was sacred. Veterans' Day is not.
So I will throw Veterans' Day over my shoulder. Armistice Day I will keep. I don't want to throw away any sacred things.
What else is sacred? Oh, Romeo and Juliet, for instance.
And all music is.
--kurt vonnegut, breakfast of champions (one of my favorite passages ever from one of my favorite books ever by one of my favorite authors ever)
happy armistice day, darlings! ♥
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Date: 2007-11-12 01:15 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-12 01:19 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-12 01:24 am (UTC)Or Remembrance Day. For some reason every country calls it something different. But I'm wearing a poppy, and Lest We Forget and all that. And I watched 'Gallipoli' in tribute for the 926th time the other night and still cried my eyes out. Like I do every year...heh.
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Date: 2007-11-12 01:29 am (UTC)Happy Armistice Day to you, too!
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Date: 2007-11-12 01:39 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-11-12 02:24 am (UTC)