Post #1925687
2026-04-25 02:44 UTC
When I was a kid, the emotion I most associated with ANZAC Day was "pity".
Pity for the poor scared buggers forced (by politics, law, economics or tradition) to go and huddle in a cacophony of filth and germs and whizzing lumps of metal.
I feel like we've lost that in the past couple of decades.
Lest we forget that war is shit and nothing to be proud of.
Replies (3)
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@ibk@aus.social 2026-04-25 02:52
@mlazz For me, the song that defines the day is *And the Band Played Waltzing Matilda*.
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@dotcolm@mastodon.ie 2026-04-25 08:25
@mlazz And the band played Waltzing Matilda, as we sailed away from the Quay…
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@davej@dice.camp 2026-04-25 09:09
@mlazz I was at the Dawn Service at the AWM in Canberra today. Three speakers preceded the formal service by reciting dozens of stories of servicemen and -women wounded and killed in combat, and the formal service thereafter focused not on patriotism, nor glory, nor even God—it was nondenominational—but on the overwhelming need and desire for peace. I’ve been to many ANZAC Day services around the country, and this was the most sincere and reverent of them all.