June 17, 2006

Commemorating the Fallen in the Great Blow Job Wars of Aught-Six (by Special Guest Blogger Robert Southey)

It was a summer evening,
Old Kaspar's work was done,
And he before his cottage door
Was sitting in the sun,
And by him sported on the green
His little grandchild Wilhelmine.

She saw her brother Peterkin
Roll something large and round
Which he beside the rivulet
In playing there had found;
He came to ask what he had found,
That was so large, and smooth, and round.

Old Kaspar took it from the boy,
Who stood expectant by;
And then the old man shook his head,
And with a natural sigh,
"'Tis some poor fellow's skull," said he,
"Who fell in the great victory.

"I find them in the garden,
For there's many here about;
And often when I go to plough,
The ploughshare turns them out!
For many thousand men," said he,
"Were slain in that great victory."

"Now tell us what 'twas all about,"
Young Peterkin, he cries;
And little Wilhelmine looks up
With wonder-waiting eyes;
"Now tell us all about the war,
And what they fought each other for."

"It was the English," Kaspar cried,
"Who put the French to rout;
But what they fought each other for
I could not well make out;
But everybody said," quoth he,
"That 'twas a famous victory.

"My father lived at Blenheim then,
Yon little stream hard by;
They burnt his dwelling to the ground,
And he was forced to fly;
So with his wife and child he fled,
Nor had he where to rest his head.

"With fire and sword the country round
Was wasted far and wide,
And many a childing mother then,
And new-born baby died;
But things like that, you know, must be
At every famous victory.

"They said it was a shocking sight
After the field was won;
For many thousand bodies here
Lay rotting in the sun;
But things like that, you know, must be
After a famous victory.

"Great praise the Duke of Marlbro' won,
And our good Prince Eugene."
"Why, 'twas a very wicked thing!"
Said little Wilhelmine.
"Nay ... nay ... my little girl," quoth he,
"It was a famous victory."

"And everybody praised the Duke
Who this great fight did win."
"But what good came of it at last?"
Quoth little Peterkin.
"Why, that I cannot tell," said he,
"But 'twas a famous victory."


Posted by Ilyka at June 17, 2006 06:42 PM in f is for feminism

What do you know...I actually *agree* with this Twisty person regarding this subject. And I'm not even a feminist. I thought I was about the last person on the planet who held such an opinion. Do wonders never cease? ;-)

Posted by: Susan B. at June 17, 2006 07:51 PM


in a good way. that's brill.

Posted by: belledame222b at June 17, 2006 08:22 PM

Oh my, I was getting quite upset about the great blow job war but now I'm laughing.

Posted by: Winter at June 19, 2006 08:56 AM

Should I be worried that I actually followed all of the links?

Mind you, I got mighty tired of the arguments I saw at most of the weblogs, and stopped reading shortly, but still--I clicked on all the links.

Posted by: Meryl Yourish at June 20, 2006 06:48 AM