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[Lord Shonus]

The joke would have made a lot more sense if you had referenced The Fields of Athenry (a song about the Irish Potato Famine), instead of Flanders Field (a poem about thousands of graves).

[TD1]

Given I didn't say "The Flander's Fields", but "Flander's Fields", and also that I said "The sentiment and feeling," I assumed the "The what now" to be in relation to the latter.

I thought Darvi was making a joke, in that he didn't understand what feeling or sentiment are. And so, as my own particular brand of lll-formed joke, gave a random definition for them.

[Darvi]

It would have made a lot more sense if I knew he was talking about poems.

But I did not, so it didn't.

[TD1]

Well, I thought the poem was known universally. My bad.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
      Between the crosses, row on row,
   That mark our place; and in the sky
   The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
   Loved and were loved, and now we lie
         In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
   The torch; be yours to hold it high.
   If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
         In Flanders fields.

[Tack]

My entire point is that Language is better at maths in conveying emotions, especially those pertaining to relationships.

Me: 1+1=2?
Her: 1+i= 2
Me: 'i' = π.
Her: π!? i=>6x + >160y + >8z
Me: ... 1 = i
Her: ∴ = 2?
Me: A = ?
Her: 18
Me: ∴ = 1
Her: ?
Me:  ∵ c≥A + 7
             2
Her: c=?
Me: 30
Her: -1
Me:


Although Vector would blow mine out of the water. I'm not a maths person.

[TD1]

Hey, you cheated! Emoticons aren't maths related!

(Em. I have a terrible track record with jokes. As said above, it's one of my many failing, so I'm gonna say the above is a joke just in case  ))

[Parsely]

I pity deh foo dat don't get yo jokes. >:C

[TD1]

I pity deh foo dat don't get yo jokes. >:C

I don't. I pity the fool that makes the jokes, lol.

[BlackFlyme]

Well, I thought the poem was known universally. My bad.

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In Flanders fields the poppies blow
      Between the crosses, row on row,
   That mark our place; and in the sky
   The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
   Loved and were loved, and now we lie
         In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
   The torch; be yours to hold it high.
   If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
         In Flanders fields.

I'll be honest, I'm still not quite sure what it's supposed to convey.

Growing up, I've heard several interpretations, from a way to commemorate the dead to saying 'even though bad things happen, life will still continue'. I've also heard people complain of the last few verses, saying that they are endorsing war.

[Parsely]

I pity deh foo dat don't get yo jokes. >:C

I don't. I pity the fool that makes the jokes, lol.

That was funny.

[TD1]

Ah, I love the interpretation of poems! I gain much pleasure hunting down specifically what is meant.

The first stanza shows the magnitude of the death, and also that the beauty of nature is drowned in war (The singing lark)

The second is to show that the line between life and death is fragile. How imminent it can be. Only short days ago they were alive.

The third one embodies the nature of the poem. Tenacity. Perseverance. An acknowledgement that the war is worth it, that even those who died in it throw the torch with the last of their life. It does not endorse war. It endorses that war, a just war. It also shows the dead are now powerless in the war, but will be restless until their mission is fulfilled.

[Tack]

I'll be honest, I'm still not quite sure what it's supposed to convey.

It's about the battle of Flanders Field in WW1

[BlackFlyme]

I'll be honest, I'm still not quite sure what it's supposed to convey.

It's about the battle of Flanders Field in WW1

Funny. It was about the second battle of Ypres. I know that; it was the meaning behind it I didn't get.

I'm not commenting on the war itself, as whether it was right and what we have gained and lost from it is its own discussion.

I have issues with language that relies on subtext and interpretation. I know there are cultures where spoken word means little and subtext dominates, but it is something I cannot comprehend.

[Xantalos]

Well, I thought the poem was known universally. My bad.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
      Between the crosses, row on row,
   That mark our place; and in the sky
   The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
   Loved and were loved, and now we lie
         In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
   The torch; be yours to hold it high.
   If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
         In Flanders fields.

...soldiers that become zombies if a sacred covenant of blood isn't upheld?

[TD1]

What...?