Yeah, David Lloyd George

Palled around with the other terrorists, Balfour and Churchill.

Check out what that gang did to the current map of Palestine.

Those years 1917 through 1948 that resulted from at least the PERCEPTION , if not actualization of Western rightists' agendae (Including Israel and the Shah) made, not just the 20th century wrong but the current century as well.

Maybe the Germa post-war suffering was not 100% as bad as we were taught, but Versaille certainly did psychologically inform events 1933 through 1945 to the bad.

Plaid, symbolic kilts were standard gear for non Brit keltic cultures, just not quite as encyclopaedic as the Scottish Gift Counter lobby advertizes. Plaid and cloaked dress does have some historical reality- we all know it's overdone, Scots-wise- as a black pudding cooked over high heat too long.

South Tyrol was not mentioned, but all Lloyd-George apologists do that! Churchy's hugest sin wasn't Galipoli , it was the Levant. His (American) mother was, to her credit, heavilly tatooed.

Cyrus was really more bad than good, Nero truly was a freak. Catherine wasn't, as we were taught , an Equa-erotica and The Dalai Lama is NOT, repeat NOT a vegetarian.

The jury is still out on the Chinese needle containing a secret compartment for even tinier needles (gifted to Marco Polo by one of Kublai's sons (per tradition).

But the book has the stories we mostly already know.

Ms McM. wrote a book good for showing how to skeptic about, just some of her skepticism wound up the way most history (ever revised) always winds up- about 50% accurate. A coin flip.

Go into archive on the link provided for non granddaughtered facts on the Versailles Treaty

"My favorite is the Piligrims were seeking "religious freedom"

Or that they were "fleeing religious oppression." No, they weren't. They were thrown out everywhere they went because they tried to oppress others. Just like they are doing now.

-- roger3815 "

yeah, yeah, yeah

NOW - pilgrim's fav: tie up that bitch & dunk her into the river - teach her a lesson for having a sexy nose...

christ! lord! get back in that cell, nigger!

"Stone her to death!" - common witch trial phrase uttered at 16th century New England

><>><><<><>><><< (yes, that's right: paradiddles)

wasps sometimes even come in to my apartment to sting me...

it's true, really

admittedly, I live>> upstairs room of the house, near some large trees (tree wasps : more metaphor?)

><>><><< (one double-paradiddle)

but seriously, I wanted to say this about that, um, KIDS & HISTORY

not really a good mix, eh?

I hated history, as a kid

only started liking it when past age 35 , strange?

maybe ><>> not

maybe, absolutely natural ><>><><< think about it

further, I never have, nor will I ever, force (any kind of) learning on my own child

other people's children better look out, though (joke)

I don't know, but history study is almost as tedious as science/math

Note: it may simply be that old people are generally psychotic

something about evolution, and earlier deaths: no medicine for the first 99.999999999999999999999999 percent of the history of the species -- makes us

w i e r d, for better or for worse

one more: speaking of the history of the species: naw, never mind

um, the old people hypothesis doesn't explain young academics, though

I do have an excuse, though, for not being as studious as I should have been during my youth: honors classes up to 10th grade, then high school drop out

that is, I was good at, and played much classical piano

hmmm

I highly recommend (to parents) encouraging this to your children, thus taking the place of more less-important study, such as academics - i.e. liberal arts over academics, yeah!

I just wrote 'more less-important'

good for me

"Christians in Jerusalem want Jews to stop spitting on them"
http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/pages/ShArt.jhtml?itemNo=487412&contrassID=2&subContrassID=5&sbSubContrassID=0&listSrc=Y&itemNo=487412

""A few weeks ago, a senior Greek Orthodox clergyman in Israel attended a meeting at a government office in Jerusalem's Givat Shaul quarter. When he returned to his car, an elderly man wearing a skullcap came and knocked on the window. When the clergyman let the window down, the passerby spat in his face.

The clergyman prefered not to lodge a complaint with the police and told an acquaintance that he was used to being spat at by Jews. Many Jerusalem clergy have been subjected to abuse of this kind. For the most part, they ignore it but sometimes they cannot.

On Sunday, a fracas developed when a yeshiva student spat at the cross being carried by the Armenian Archbishop during a procession near the Holy Sepulchre in the Old City. The archbishop's 17th-century cross was broken during the brawl and he slapped the yeshiva student.

Both were questioned by police and the yeshiva student will be brought to trial. The Jerusalem District Court has meanwhile banned the student from approaching the Old City for 75 days.

But the Armenians are far from satisfied by the police action and say this sort of thing has been going on for years. Archbishop Nourhan Manougian says he expects the education minister to say something.

"When there is an attack against Jews anywhere in the world, the Israeli government is incensed, so why when our religion and pride are hurt, don't they take harsher measures?" he asks.

According to Daniel Rossing, former adviser to the Religious Affairs Ministry on Christian affairs and director of a Jerusalem center for Christian-Jewish dialogue, there has been an increase in the number of such incidents recently, "as part of a general atmosphere of lack of tolerance in the country."

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"Reporter feels mob's hate in the Holy City"
http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2009/07/06/2617502.htm?section=world

"The ABC's Middle East correspondent Anne Barker became caught in violent street protests involving ultra-Orthodox Jews in Jerusalem at the weekend. This is her graphic account of her ordeal.

As a journalist I've covered more than my share of protests. Political protests in Canberra. Unions protesting for better conditions. Angry, loud protests against governments, or against perceived abuses of human rights.

I've been at violent rallies in East Timor. I've had rocks and metal darts thrown my way. I've come up against riot police.

But I have to admit no protest - indeed no story in my career - has distressed me in the way I was distressed at a protest in Jerusalem on Saturday involving several hundred ultra-Orthodox Jews.

This particular protest has been going on for weeks.

Orthodox Jews are angry at the local council's decision to open a municipal carpark on Saturdays - or Shabbat, the day of rest for Jews.

It's a day when Jews are not supposed to do anything resembling work, which can include something as simple as flicking a switch, turning on a light or driving.

So even opening a simple carpark to accommodate the increasing number of tourists visiting Jerusalem's Old City is highly offensive to Orthodox Jews because it's seen as a desecration of the Shabbat, by encouraging people to drive.

I was aware that earlier protests had erupted into violence on previous weekends - Orthodox Jews throwing rocks at police, or setting rubbish bins alight, even throwing dirty nappies or rotting rubbish at anyone they perceive to be desecrating the Shabbat.

But I never expected their anger would be directed at me.

I was mindful I would need to dress conservatively and keep out of harm's way. But I made my mistake when I parked the car and started walking towards the protest, not fully sure which street was which.

By the time I realised I'd come up the wrong street it was too late.

I suddenly found myself in the thick of the protest - in the midst of hundreds of ultra-Orthodox Jews in their long coats and sable-fur hats.

They might be supremely religious, but their behaviour - to me - was far from charitable or benevolent.

As the protest became noisier and the crowd began yelling, I took my recorder and microphone out of my bag to record the sound.

Suddenly the crowd turned on me, screaming in my face. Dozens of angry men began spitting on me.

Spit like rain

I found myself herded against a brick wall as they kept on spitting - on my face, my hair, my clothes, my arms.

It was like rain, coming at me from all directions - hitting my recorder, my bag, my shoes, even my glasses.

Big gobs of spit landed on me like heavy raindrops. I could even smell it as it fell on my face.

Somewhere behind me - I didn't see him - a man on a stairway either kicked me in the head or knocked something heavy against me."

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