if you guys don’t know who “mad jack” churchill is then you’re really missing out on some pretty wild stuff here and I really wanna share this with you guys ok
let’s start with the fact that everyone was fighting with guns yet mad jack thought that only having a claymore sword, a longbow/barbed arrows, and bagpipes with him everywhere he went while wearing a kilt (despite not being scottish in any way) was a fucking grand idea and managed to make it through WW1 and WW2 alive without a scratch like a G
here’s a picture of him leading his crew with a sword in hand ready 2 fight like a bad ass
when he wasn’t fighting in the war he was a professional male model, a newspaper editor, a movie extra, and decided to devote a deep passion to playing bagpipes everywhere
he rode his motorcycle all over india and stopped when he crashed into a water buffalo
he rode a motorcycle while at warlike it was no big deal or w/e
he gave 0 fucks
nothing got in the way of him and his bagpipes which he was constantly playing even during battle because mad jack’s pipes stop for no one
he lost his sword during a hand-to-hand fight and walked all the way back to that specific town to find it but ended up just getting pissed at a group of confused americans instead
he inadvertently saved a german commander’s life by inviting him to dinner with his wife after being released from capture like ???
the germans thought he was related to winston churchill so they put him in a VIP camp full of VIP people guarded by SS troops dear lord how is this guy still alive
and finally after the wars he retired to australia where he found a passion for surfing and scaring the shit out of australians every day just for a laugh because why the hell not
to conclude this long post this guy deserves his own movie by now so @ hollywood get on it
“We can’t just carry on as though the war never happened, can we? We need to question, we need to live differently. I acted because I believed- I still believe, that the slaughtering of animals is wrong. It’s too close to slaughtering men.
“We need to make changes in our whole lives. Women have proved that they can work just as well as men. Women should be allowed to be equal, to think freely and educate themselves and also to be able to take measures to be in charge of their own fertility. To be free and independent.”
WWI, WWII & PTSD in Fan Fiction: A personal rec list
Read the tags of each fan fiction. There might be triggers. All Johnlock.
Heart by Piplover: After his return from his three years’ “death,”
not all is as it should be for Holmes. The road is long ahead, but Watson will
always be there to walk it with him. > PTSD!Holmes & PTSD!Watson. There
are more wars than those on the frontlines. Highly reccomended. It’s like “Kissing Sherlock Holmes”, only gayer. That’s possible. (85k, explicit) (http://archiveofourown.org/works/152297/chapters/218438)
Hungerford Wreck by @mistyzeo (explicit, 9k): The Great Western Railway wreck of
1898 kills twelve and injures nearly two hundred. Sherlock Holmes is among that
number and it affects him more deeply than he realises. Fortunately, he’s on
very good terms with his physician. (http://archiveofourown.org/works/4059682)
> PTSD!Holmes; railway wreck; sex as medicine
back to life by yalublyutebya (51k, explicit): After being
injured on the Front, John Watson is sent to Craiglockhart Hospital for
psychiatric treatment and finds himself sharing a room with the mysterious
Sherlock Holmes. >> WWI, PTSD!Watson; drug addict & convicted homosexual!Holmes; read it read it read it.
What you Will by @miss-frankenstein (32k, teen and up audiences): John is an
English professor who specializes in War and Post-War Literature and Sherlock
is the brilliant yet impossible Ph.D. student assigned to be his TA because no
one in the Chemistry Department is willing to put up with him. And - somewhere
between Waugh and Plath, e-mails and takeaway, novels and villanelles - they
fall in love. >> about war poetry & PTSD, academia!AU
in December by Holly Sykes (Artemis8147) (126k, explicit): London,
29th December 1940, 8 pm. The London Blitz reached its nadir with the bombing
of the City of London and the area around its most beloved landmark, St. Paul’s
Cathedral. John Watson and Sherlock Holmes meet as the flames blaze and roar
all around them. But who is that dark-haired young man and why is he risking
his life in such a careless manner? This is what Doctor Watson is wondering, as
he eventually becomes enmeshed in a mystery that will take him away from his
dreary, hopeless life and plunge him into the secret life of wartime London.
[…] >WWII, murder mystery; no-period typical homophobia
Enigma by @khorazir (WIP, 17/20 chapters; ca. 195k; mature): It’s the autumn of 1941, war
is raging in Europe, German U-boats are raiding Allied convoys in the Atlantic,
the Luftwaffe is bombing English cities, and the cryptographers at Bletchley
Park are working feverishly to decode their enemies’ encrypted communications.
One should consider this challenge and distraction enough for capricious
codebreaker Sherlock Holmes. But the true enigmas are yet waiting to be
deciphered: an unbreakable code, a strange murder, and the appearance of
Surgeon Captain John H. Watson of the Royal Navy. >> WWII, PTSD!Watson;
codebreaker AU; amazing story, amazing fan art
Rosethorne by suitesamba
(WIP, mature, ca. 80k): John Watson, WWII army doctor, is injured in the line
of duty and can no longer wield a scalpel. Sherlock Holmes, Britain’s best
code-breaker, is side-lined by his own devastating injury. In a work inspired
by Frances Hodgson Burnett’s “The Secret Garden,” the two men must
find meaning and purpose in a world which seems to have taken away all they
hold most dear. But of course, it really hasn’t. >> WWII, codebreaker!AU,
“The Secret Garden” crossover (?), war injury
Two Two One
Bravo Bakerby abundantlyqueer (read by @aranel-parmadil: http://archiveofourown.org/works/5805433/chapters/13380190)
(explicit; 114k): Captain John Watson of 40 Commando, the Royal Marines, is
assigned to protect and assist Sherlock Holmes as he investigates what appears
to be a simple war atrocity in Afghanistan. An intense attraction ignites
between the two men as they uncover a conspiracy that threatens everything
they’ve ever known, but Sherlock is as much hunted as hunter, and everyone
close to him is in deadly danger. Can he solve the case in time to save himself
and John? > Pre-Canon; War Story; soldier!John
Northwest Passage by
krypteria (read by @lockedinjohnlock-podficshttp://archiveofourown.org/works/5862562/chapters/13512910):
Seven years ago, Captain John Watson of the Canadian Forces Medical Service
withdrew from society, seeking a simple, isolated life in the distant northern
wilderness of Canada. Though he survives from one day to the next, he doesn’t
truly live until someone from his dark past calls in a favor and turns his
world upside-down with the introduction of Sherlock Holmes. “The
essentials of their relationship distilled through solitude.” –review by
Alicat >> PTSD!John; soldier!John; sort of Pre-Canon (95k, explicit)
And because I can:
Picardy by splix (76k, explicit): Captured in battle, Major Jamie Stewart faces
an uncertain fate. > WWI, war story & love story; queer soldiers and no
major character death; aftermath of war (injury, mental illness (PTSD?)). Yes, it‘s the soldiers portrayed by Benedict Cumberbatch & Tom Hiddleston. Read it (anyway).
Moxham Castle was a beautiful castle that once stood in Sydney, Nova Scotia. AJ Moxham, who was a steel and rail engineer, moved most of the castle from Lorain, Ohio in 1900 to the small Cape Breton town for his wife, Helen, who only agreed to move if she could bring the castle too.
It has been described as having creepy wine cellars, large crystal chandeliers, a huge ballroom, a solarium, 14 fireplaces, 30 rooms and 2 large steam furnaces.
Not long after the move, tragedy struck when the Moxham’s son, Thomas, was killed after being hit and dragged by a rail train and nearly decapitated. Devastated by their loss, the Moxham family left the castle behind and moved back to the United States.
The Moxhams kept ownership of the castle for over 10 years, loaning it out as a convalescent house to soldiers returning from WWI. Eventually it became ruins after it was abandoned in the 1940s and was overgrown with weeds and shrubs before it ultimately caught fire and burned down in 1966.
(Photograph taken inside Moxham Castle with the staff of officers, doctors, and nurses during its time serving as a hospital during the first World War.)
(Only a few items of the castle remain on display at historical museums, one being St. Patrick’s Church Museum in Sydney, Nova Scotia, which holds 2 chairs and table that survived the fire.)
(The only thing still standing that once was part of the Moxham Castle is the original guard house and a small section of the original stone fencing.)
✒ Summary about the political situation in Germany after the First World War. I have nearly finished my revision about the History lessons of 16/17. Then, I have to do the ugly stuff. Math revisions😢
Been doing a lot of rather wide ranging reading on the War over the last couple of months and I’ve noticed some themes. I think there’s basically three broad eras of writing on the War. The
first era is that of contemporary and near contemporary histories of the War
running into the Inter-War period, the post-War histories which began the first phase
of rethinking the Great War and the current, modern historical thinking which tends to be the most dispassionate and in many ways revisionist. I was originally thinking of just doing a short post about the three phases but this has grown a bit so I think I’ll probably end up doing a post on each.
First is the contemporary stuff. Written either during the War or just after it and the inter-war period. A lot of it comprises of memoirs written by people who took part in one way or another. A ton of it is British generals and politicians having a big shit-flinging match, trying to pin the blame for the terrible casualties and length of the War on each other and defend their own reputation. See Gough, Charteris, French, Churchill, Asquith and Lloyd-George. None of these are really accurate histories, they’re all distortions of events for personal or political reasons. Wading into this were others like journalist Philip Gibbs who wrote several books during the War as an official correspondent and then wrote a scathing attack on Haig and his headquarters after the War called Realities of War (Now it Can be Told in the US). Books like these aired grievances from the War in public and many responses were made in the press for many years. It deserves a mention here that Haig never wrote his memoirs (apparently at the request of the King) and it was only well after his death that his heavily edited diaries were published. Serving
as public defences of reputation or pointed attacks at those responsible for
death and destruction on a massive scale, these texts, steeped in emotion and
fighting battles of honour must be viewed cautiously and with a healthy
amount of scepticism.
These memoirs and biographies were joined by the Official Histories, multi-volume works commissioned by governments to record the achievements of their own nations. Both Britain and Australia created prodigious works, (the Australian Official History runs to 12 volumes) that draw on a wealth of official government and military material as well as diaries and letters. Whilst being extremely comprehensive and accurate about most details, some of the conclusions drawn in these histories play a partisan role, much as other accounts did. The Australian Official History, edited and largely written by Charles Bean, a journalist and official correspondent during the War, is clearly a work with an image and goal in mind. It lionizes the Australian soldier (and the Canadian and New Zealand as well), disparages the British soldier and is often very critical of British command. It draws heavily on an imperial imagination to celebrate Australia and verges on nationalistic in its praise of everything Australian, especially a uniqueness of character in its men. It is a mammoth work and still very much in use today, but people are increasingly aware of Bean’s shortcomings and his overt bias.
(I’m lucky enough to have this full set of the 12 volume Australian Official History)
also came a great number of more narrowly focused books on the War,
particularly unit histories, the most common being that of the battalion or
regiment. These relied on unit war diaries kept during the war as well as
correspondence and diaries of the men within these units. These are however rather
niche and while they give us a great deal of detail about the personalities
within and happenings around a unit, they are often divorced from the larger
context of the War.
Lastly there was the
studies of the origin of the Great War. The arcane treaties and seemingly indecipherable
diplomatic and political machinations across the breadth of Europe that lead
from strained relations to assassination to the outbreak of a colossal war
dominated much of the scholarly debate during the inter-war period. There was
an intense need to place the ultimate blame for starting the War and two rough camps came into being. One placed the majority of the blame on Germany and Austro-Hungary for taking too large risks that ultimately led to war and the other that places the blame more evenly on all the major powers. Consensus on this has never been reached however and the debate still rolls on today.
I can make a few generalisations about this period of Great War writing though. Much ink was spilled in the Anglo-speaking world, though I assume a similar thing in the rest of Europe, in trying to protect reputations immediately after the War and to set the tone for subsequent generations. The popular view of the War was an Edwardian triumphalist, ‘boys own’ sort of view, with a lot of compilations of first hand accounts of fighting, battles and the instilling of imperial virtues of sacrifice, bravery and loyalty. But the scholarly debate was fractured. It rested mainly on the cause of the War and who to blame. Its conduct, methods and outcomes were thought of by comparatively few and its impact on the future remained largely unconsidered. Apart from commemorating the dead, most people focused more on forgetting than remembering.
Milan Rastislav Štefánik (
July 21, 1880 – May 4, 1919) - Slovak politician, diplomat, and astronomer. During World War I, he served as a General in the French Army and, at the same time, as the Minister of War for
Czechoslovakia. As one of the leading members of the Czechoslovak National
Council (i.e. resistance
government), he contributed decisively to the cause of Czechoslovak sovereignty, since the status of Czech- and Slovak-populated territories, among others, was in question until
shortly before the disintegration of the Austro-Hungarian Empire in 1918.