Broadsides – A collection of bits and pieces
"Unprovided with original learning, uninformed in the habits of thinking, unskilled in the arts of composition, I resolved to write a blog”
Dulce et decorum est
to wage a keyboard war
Safe from guns
and constant bombs
Unsplashed by blood or gore
From behind your desk
no taste of fear, nor any risk
Make sure you will be seen
By friends
How strong and patriotic you have been
Call for more guns, more bombs, no-fly zones, boots upon the ground
So long as they are not your own
Glorify the patriotic deaths,
Display your flag in all your posts and tweets
For It is fitting it is sweet
to be a keyboard warrior
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the magic begins the moment you start being yourself
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There's always more to learn
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Broadsides - A collection of bits and pieces 
Quite! It is no more sweet, or fitting, to die for one’s country than it ever was.
As Woodbine Willy wrote:
Waste of Muscle, waste of Brain,
Waste of Patience, waste of Pain,
Waste of Manhood, waste of Health,
Waste of Beauty, waste of Wealth,
Waste of Blood, waste of Tears,
Waste of Youth’s most precious years,
Waste of ways the Saints have trod,
Waste of Glory, waste of God,——War!