luka

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A full-sized sculpture of a crashed Second World War German dive bomber is set to go on display.


The Battle of Britain Memorial site in Capel-le-Ferne will unveil the Junkers Ju87 Stuka, made of stainless steel, later this month.



It's been given a place within the memorial grounds to highlight an international outlook from the charity that maintains the National Memorial to the Few.


It will go next to a replica Mk1 Spitfire and Hurricane aircraft that are major attractions at the memorial’s clifftop home.


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The sculpture, by Bavarian artist Hex FRSS, is called Down.Two.Earth and has been on display at Burghley House Sculpture Garden in Peterborough.


Hex had asked if the trust would be interested in displaying his piece, which has a wingspan of 14m, which is wider than either the Spitfire or Hurricane.



It is due to arrive at the Memorial on Friday, February 28, where it will remain for the summer.

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jenks

thread death
Darkmans by Nicola Barker is a great Kent novel. Once I stopped off over night in Deal on my way to riding to Paris - it was Deal carnival night, with floats and the crowning of Miss Deal - it felt like something out of the Wicker Man - lots of rosy faced drunks and girls in flowing white dresses with garlands. That’s my enduring memory of this place I can see across the estuary from Essex.
 

luka

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all the fortifications up and down the coast. theres a big canal which supposedly was going to stop napoleon. why
he'd be put off by a canal was not really explained. but its a very nice canal.
 

luka

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"There are picnic tables and benches all along the canal, while both ends of the canal have free car parks and interpretive panels explaining the importance of the habitat for wildlife"

why would this stop Napoleon dead in his tracks?
 

linebaugh

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Walking through a big american city is fun. You feel like guy debord. But outside city limits is pure utility, very grim and unfriendly to pedestrian traffic
 

luka

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Walking through a big american city is fun. You feel like guy debord. But outside city limits is pure utility, very grim and unfriendly to pedestrian traffic
yeah this is the problem with countries that havent been settled yet. you can drive across them but you cant walk. its a road that connects two places, a big-truck coridoor. the in-between doesnt exist. it hasnt been filled in. i was really rapt with some footage i found of Indianapolis where it looks like like the early GTA games. flat blue sky. horizon just a perfectly straight horizontal line. blank space. buildings that are just big boxes. this is one of my favourite things
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john eden

male pale and stale
Dover is a place with huge symbolic power for the far right. An Omphalos I guess. Horrible local press in the 90s hyping up problems with asylum seekers. That sinister midget “veteran” organising rallies of EDL types there more recently. A huge kick off between fash and anti-fash in the noughties. Psycho-geography darkside. https://libcom.org/tags/dover
 

luka

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england as not standing for anything ideologically but centred around the desire to maintain its independence,
its perverse and stubborn englishness, in the face of, for example, the three great euro-tyrants,
namely, napoleon, hitler and the eu.
 

luka

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england as not standing for anything ideologically but centred around the desire to maintain its independence,
its perverse and stubborn englishness, in the face of, for example, the three great euro-tyrants,
namely, napoleon, hitler and the eu.

When Britain first, at Heaven's command
Arose from out the azure main;
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain:
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."

The nations, not so blest as thee,
Must, in their turns, to tyrants fall;
While thou shalt flourish great and free,
The dread and envy of them all.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."

Still more majestic shalt thou rise,
More dreadful, from each foreign stroke;
As the loud blast that tears the skies,
Serves but to root thy native oak.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."

Thee haughty tyrants ne'er shall tame:
All their attempts to bend thee down,
Will but arouse thy generous flame;
But work their woe, and thy renown.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."

To thee belongs the rural reign;
Thy cities shall with commerce shine:
All thine shall be the subject main,
And every shore it circles thine.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."

The Muses, still with freedom found,
Shall to thy happy coast repair;
Blest Isle! With matchless beauty crown'd,
And manly hearts to guard the fair.
"Rule, Britannia! rule the waves:
"Britons never will be slaves."
 

jenks

thread death
Every schoolboy’s nightmare:

I think his dad was probably every schoolboy’s nightmare, head of Rugby school and quite the Eminent Victorian.

The poem was supposedly written on his honeymoon - I can imagine his wife lying in bed waiting to be deflowered while Arnold is staring out to sea muttering something about the armies of the night. Welcome to married life!
 
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