Just to add a nail to the original point. Today a candle will be lit in memory of the fallen. Who by? Winston Churchill’s
great,
great,
grandson.
of course that is from 1945, not 1914.
i am watching the celebrations of the 80th anniversary of ve day.
80 years since the defeat of nazi germany in 1945. i find the interviews of the stalwart men and women who played their part very moving.
these veterans speak with pride and sadness about their experiences, those they lost, those they fought alongside.
Just to add a nail to the original point. Today a candle will be lit in memory of the fallen. Who by? Winston Churchill’s
great,
great,
grandson.
of course that is from 1945, not 1914.
i am watching the celebrations of the 80th anniversary of ve day.
80 years since the defeat of nazi germany in 1945. i find the interviews of the stalwart men and women who played their part very moving.
these veterans speak with pride and sadness about their experiences, those they lost, those they fought alongside.
Hey, I’ve just listened to the song. It really says it all.
i am watching the celebrations of the 80th anniversary of ve day.
80 years since the defeat of nazi germany in 1945. i find the interviews of the stalwart men and women who played their part very moving.
these veterans speak with pride and sadness about their experiences, those they lost, those they fought alongside.
Yes, I think that it's the contrast between these humble elderly people that stood up and "did their bit" heroically. Somehow the contrast between them, and GB#2 makes me feel nauseous.
On one side we have a tiny number of these people remembering the past with pride and sorrow and facing the future with dignity. On the other we have a self aggrandising, self appointed group of imposters somehow claiming to be the former.
Dudes, you don't deserve to breathe the same air.
i am watching the celebrations of the 80th anniversary of ve day.
80 years since the defeat of nazi germany in 1945. i find the interviews of the stalwart men and women who played their part very moving.
these veterans speak with pride and sadness about their experiences, those they lost, those they fought alongside.
Head slapping!
i am watching the celebrations of the 80th anniversary of ve day.
80 years since the defeat of nazi germany in 1945. i find the interviews of the stalwart men and women who played their part very moving.
these veterans speak with pride and sadness about their experiences, those they lost, those they fought alongside.
I am watching the celebrations of the 80th anniversary of VE Day. 80 years since the defeat of Nazi Germany in 1945. I find the interviews of the stalwart men and women who played their part very moving. These veterans speak with pride and sadness about their experiences, those they lost, those they fought alongside. They are all now in their late 90s. Permission to start the parade is being given by a man 101 years of age.
Whilst I watch I reflect on the ridiculous notion that somehow the generation of 1914 in whatever form you choose is still going strong. How does anyone still believe this nonsense?
there are some things we don't know about existence and whether the earth is a simulation or even a creation.
but we can do some statistical analysis on it.. the probability of a planet like earth existing in the goldilocks zone and having a moon that perfectly eclipses the sun is extremely low, but it's not impossible.
the habitable zone (or goldilocks zone) around a star is the region where a planet could potentially support liquid water on its surface.
Here is a thought. I think that the Goldilocks analogy misses one point. To study the amazing set of circumstances allowing life on earth to appear and evolve is really interesting.
The real deal though is that we happen to exist in a corner of the universe amongst trillions of galaxies where those circumstances exist. There may be more or we may be alone in the universe. It's the fact that we happen to be in those improbable circumstances that gave life a chance.
We are like an earthworm saying, isn't it incredible that this pile of horse s***t was just there so I may bury my self into it and meet another worm and procreate. If that horse had not shat at that exact moment...
I'm not sure if that analogy works but it's the reverse logic that I question.
has any body noticed that the bible reading schedule has been reduced to one chapter per week.
does any one know if this is a policy change or something temporary?
at this rate the complete cycle will take 22 years plus..
Has any body noticed that the bible reading schedule has been reduced to one chapter per week. Does any one know if this is a policy change or something temporary? At this rate the complete cycle will take 22 years plus.
how many of you here remember 1975?
i hope the newer generations never forget.the true believers got shamed for it.
those who were hedging their bets, fared much better.
I was witness to the extraordinary fever that grew to a crescendo from 1966 when the book "Freedom of the Sons of God" was published to the year 1975 and the gradual realisation that the year had finished and nothing had happened. I was 18 years old when it broke and that time represented peak dub to me.
The current line that minimises the fever that existed during that period completely encouraged and unchecked by WT and it's representatives no matter how senior completely misrepresents the truth. We have all seen the published heavy hints in print. They weren't the half of it. The absolute faith and fervour that almost all showed was almost tangible. I was told that buying a house with a mortgage was dishonest since I would never pay it back.
I wanted to believe it but when I looked at what was going on in the world it seemed very far fetched especially when the "nobody knows the day or the hour" scripture still sat there in the bible as it always had. My wife and I expressed our doubts to each other but never outside the home, the atmosphere was far too febrile for that. Most people at the time just seemed to see it as a coming event, like a forthcoming convention or vacation, just a fact of life that was going to occur but much more exciting.
So, any one that lived through it cannot possibly deny it. If they do, they are misrepresenting to the point of outright lying.
Then the 1976 WT article that blamed the R&F for overreacting was hard to swallow. Of course many didn't but we did, we continued dented and shaken but disillusioned somehow hanging on. Poor shmucks.
These highly trained brave women squealed like piglets as they came in to splash down from the recording I saw.
how about a series of articles along the lines of the "was it designed" series in borg.org.
here's one with a little help from chatgbt.. the cat’s penis — was it designed?.
cats are graceful, clever, and agile.
How about a series of articles along the lines of the "Was it Designed" series in Borg.Org. Here's one with a little help from ChatGBT.
The Cat’s Penis — Was It Designed?
Cats are graceful, clever, and agile. People often admire their elegance and independence. But there's one part of the male cat’s anatomy that most people know little about—and when they do learn about it, they're often surprised. Or disturbed.
We’re talking about the penis of the domestic cat (Felis catus), which is covered in small, backward-facing spines. These aren’t soft ridges or decorative features. They’re made of keratin—the same material as claws—and they’re sharp.
What Do These Spines Do?
When a male cat withdraws after mating, the spines scrape against the walls of the female’s reproductive tract. This action causes pain and distress for the female—but also, crucially, stimulates ovulation. Unlike humans, female cats are induced ovulators, meaning they don’t release eggs on a regular cycle. The physical trauma of mating triggers this release.
Some researchers also speculate that the spines help the male remove sperm from rival males, ensuring his genes have the best chance of success. In this context, mating isn't just reproduction—it’s a hostile takeover.
Is This Really a Sign of Design?
Advocates of intelligent design often claim that the natural world is evidence of a higher power’s careful planning. But when we look at the cat’s reproductive anatomy, the picture becomes murkier.
If this feature was designed, then we’re left with some unsettling implications. Why would a designer choose a system that causes pain during mating? Why use barbed structures and induced trauma when many species reproduce successfully without such features?
This doesn’t look like foresight. It looks like a patchwork of adaptations shaped by evolutionary pressures, where survival and reproductive success matter more than comfort or elegance.
So—Was It Designed?
The cat’s spined penis is effective, yes—but it's also brutal and seemingly unnecessary if we assume a compassionate or intelligent designer. It makes much more sense as the product of evolution: a series of small changes over time, favoring traits that lead to more offspring, regardless of the cost.
So maybe the question isn’t just “Was it designed?”
Maybe the more honest question is:
If it was, why would anyone call it intelligent