Comments by "worfoz" (@worfoz) on "Hindustan Times"
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That is what criminals think too. And liars try to protect their reputation.
Here are immigrants, protesting against the "tyranny of France" (whatever that may be), versus hooligans singing:
Arise, children of the Fatherland,
The day of glory has arrived!
Against us stands tyranny
Her bloody standard has been raised, (repeated)
Do you hear, in the countryside,
The roar of those ferocious soldiers?
They come right into your arms
To tear the throats of your sons, your wives!
Refrain:
đ To arms, citizens,
Form your battalions,
Letâs March, letâs march!
So that an impure
blood waters our furrows! đ
What does this horde of slaves
Of traitors and invented kings want?
For whom have these vile chains
These irons, been long prepared? (repeated)
Frenchmen, for us, ah! What outrage
What furious action it must arouse!
It is for us they dare plan
A return to the old slavery!
Refrain
What! Foreign cohorts!
Would make the law in our homes!
What! These mercenary phalanxes
Would strike down our proud warriors! (repeated)
Great God! By chained hands
Our brows would yield under the yoke
Vile despots would themselves become
The masters of our destinies!
Refrain
Tremble, tyrants and you traitors
The shame of all parties,
Tremble! Your parricidal schemes
Will finally receive their prize! (repeated)
Everyone is a soldier to combat you,
If they fall, our young heroes,
Will be produced anew from the ground,
Ready to fight against you!
Refrain
Frenchmen, as magnanimous warriors,
Bear or hold back your blows!
Spare those sorry victims,
For regretfully arming against us (repeated)
But these bloodthirsty despots
These accomplices of Bouillé
All these tigers who, mercilessly,
Tear apart their mother's breast!
Refrain
Sacred love of the Fatherland,
Lead, support our avenging arms
Liberty, cherished Liberty
Fight with your defenders! (repeated)
Under our flags may victory
Hurry to your manly accents
So that your expiring enemies
See your triumph and our glory!
Refrain
Children's verse:
We shall enter the (military) career
When our elders are no longer there
There we shall find their dust
And the trace of their virtues (repeated)
Much less keen to survive them
Than to share their coffins
We shall have the sublime pride
To avenge or follow them.
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From the bible, Psalm 137 verse 9. God makes you a happy grandpa when you kill the innocent children of your feared enemy.
Old proverbs are interesting, but we have a new morality: it's called Humanism.
God hates it, since we are bigger than god:
"FOR WE, THE NATO, YOUR OVERLORD AND MASTER, VERILY:
WE VISIT THE INIQUITIES OF ALL YOUR FOREFATHERS, AND THEIR ALLIES, ON YOU AND YOUR CHILDREN, TO THE THIRD AND THE FOURTH GENERATION OF YOURS WHO HATE US, INSULT US AND THREATEN US, SO FEAR OUR WRATH!
HOWEVER: WE'LL BE SHOWING STEADFAST LOVE AND HUGE REWARDS TO THOUSANDS OF THOSE WH LOVE US AND OBEY OUR ORDENANCE AND COMMANDMENTS!â
Old but funny, this book called "bible".
Also funny: our new and state-of-the-art HIMARS!
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