The random picture thread

[tonyhorne]

The past is a foreign country : they do things differently there.

I think they are aiming for the same end result...

 

[summerisle]

 

[Cels]

Probably already posted on here, but here you go:

German prisoner of war shares a cigarette with a British soldier on the Somme, autumn 1918
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[Cels]

Soldiers fighting during a gas attack in WWI, wearing chlorine gas masks​

 

[Cels]

British soldier hands a cigarette to a badly wounded German. Battle of Pilckem Ridge, 1917
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[4737carlin]

 

[thebluenosebolt]

 

[Cels]

Father stares at the hand and foot of his five-year-old daughter; severed as a punishment for him failing to make the daily rubber quota. Belgian Congo 1904

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[Cels]

French soldier, whose face was mutilated in World War I, being fitted with a mask made at the American Red Cross studio of Anna Coleman Ladd, 1918

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[4737carlin]

The mill in Maple Durham used on the cover of Black Sabbath LP, built 1725

 

[4737carlin]

1968, band called Earth from Birmingham, who later became Black Sabbath, i believe this is the oldest know photo of them

 

[summerisle]

Some pissed daleks returning home from a stag do.

 

[Cels]

Father stares at the hand and foot of his five-year-old daughter; severed as a punishment for him failing to make the daily rubber quota. Belgian Congo 1904

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@sheedy3 @Socrates @Diogenes the Cynic

The photo doesn't really tell the whole story or convey the full horror of the situation. The account below of what happened really is enough to make a person lose faith in mankind


The photograph is by Alice Seeley Harris, the man’s name is Nsala. Here is part of her account (from the book “Don’t Call Me Lady: The Journey of Lady Alice Seeley Harris”):

He hadn’t made his rubber quota for the day so the Belgian-appointed overseers had cut off his daughter’s hand and foot. Her name was Boali. She was five years old. Then they killed her. But they weren’t finished. Then they killed his wife too. And because that didn’t seem quite cruel enough, quite strong enough to make their case, they cannibalized both Boali and her mother. And they presented Nsala with the tokens, the leftovers from the once-living body of his darling child whom he so loved. His life was destroyed. They had partially destroyed it anyway by forcing his servitude, but this act finished it for him. All of this filth had occurred because one man, one man who lived thousands of miles across the sea, one man who couldn’t get rich enough, had decreed that this land was his and that these people should serve his own greed. Leopold had not given any thought to the idea that these African children, these men and women, were our fully human brothers, created equally by the same Hand that had created his own lineage of European Royalty.

 

[Cels]

Protestors march through Liverpool City Centre in a bid to save Erics Club on Mathew Street - 1980

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[Cels]

Bridge House Stores, 40 Penny Lane, showing the Titanic disaster headlines - April 1912

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