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Dave Brown @DaveBrownToons
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Dave Brown @DaveBrownToons
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Jail for Romanian 'skimmer' who stole £412k from Nationwide customers https://t.co/heje5PkZa9

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@narindertweets @Tonykirkwood10 She wasn't married to him . IIRC ? towards the end she found him to be ' a bit young ' for her ? , it's plausible ? she had her mother Maria to deal with , etc bi-polar , her own rise to fame and the media attention , brought up in a pub environment .
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[Good Law Project @GoodLawProject]

The revelation that David Walliams’ solicitor sent a legal letter to intimidate a teenager into not warning others about his behaviour is utterly shocking.

The SRA must investigate Schillings’ work:
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Here's ex BBC DJ Tim Westwood arriving in court. Westwood, 69, is accused of 17 offences against nine women, including three assaults at BBC studios.
https://t.co/TwC9PXIiTp

[Vanguard WWII @Vanguard_WW2]

🇺🇸 In this scene from HBO’s The Pacific, Marines leave cover and move onto the exposed airfield at Peleliu, into Japanese fire.

It is a dramatization, but the men who endured that battle were real.

Men exhausted by heat, thirst, and combat. Men carrying rifles, ammunition, and the knowledge that the next stretch of open ground might be their last.

On November 10, 1775, the Continental Marines were established. Today, we mark 251 years of the United States Marine Corps.

This anniversary belongs to the Marines who fought, to those who never came home, and to every generation that has carried the tradition forward.

Happy 251st birthday, Marines!

To the Leathernecks, past and present: Semper Fidelis. 🇺🇸

🎬 The Pacific, Episode 6 — “Peleliu Airfield.”

[Historyland @HistorylandHQ]

Piotr Chemy, a young Polish man who survived a concentration camp, is readied for his execution after being convicted of murdering a German family. The family had found him wandering on a snowy night, fed him, and gave him a bed. Chemy killed them as they slept. (Landsberg Prison, 1947)

[Alethea Bernard @Tush27J]

Dear @KemiBadenoch

Peter Bone. Nob flasher.

Don't remember any comments regarding this disgrace. The Conservatives took SIX YEARS to suspend him.

At the time as Minister for Women and Equalities where was your noise condeming this appalling individual?

#PMQs

[Dr. M.F. Khan @Dr_TheHistories]

The famous 1936 anti-war editorial cartoon "Come on in, I'll treat you right. I used to know your daddy." created by artist C. D. Batchelor (Clarence Daniel Batchelor), warned that Europe was heading toward another major war, which was published in the New York Daily News on April 25, 1936, and won the Pulitzer Prize for Editorial Cartooning in 1937...

War seductively calls out to the new generation ("I used to know your daddy"), implying that the sons are walking into the exact same fatal trap that killed or ruined their fathers during World War I, driven by the same cycle of European militarism and dictatorships.

Published in the spring of 1936—shortly after Nazi Germany remilitarized the Rhineland and as tensions mounted across Europe—the cartoon reflects strong American isolationist sentiments of the 1930s, warning Europe's youth not to repeat the slaughter of the Great War.

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It depicts War as a seductive, ghoulish, skeleton-like woman wearing glamorous flapper-style jewelry and a shroud/dress. She smokes a cigarette and lurks in the doorway of a house labeled "Furnished Rooms To Let", luring young men inside, reminding him that she knew his father during WW1 (1914–1918).

A clean-cut young man is labeled "Any European Youth." His belt or vest bears references to the rising militarism and fascist regimes of the era, including "Starkism, Hitler, Mussolini" and the looming marquee sign reading "Follies of 1936" (a dark play on Ziegfeld Follies and the tragic folly of another war).

. . .

At the time, Germany's military power was expanding, while tensions across Europe were rising. The cartoon warned that a new generation was being drawn toward the same catastrophe its fathers had experienced.

Just three years later, WWII began in Europe in September 1939.

The cartoon won the 1937 Pulitzer Prize for Editorial Cartooning.

#drthehistories

[Toddington @HXValley]

Finished work so just catching the end of the superlative 'Dunkirk' (1958) on BBC2, with this moment that always gets to me, particularly as my grandfather was at Dunkirk and was one of the lucky ones to be taken off. Good choice of film for today, BBC.

[The Mirror @DailyMirror]

Twisted funeral director who left bodies wants to appeal jail sentence https://t.co/AEwhiVvFWe

[Sama Hoole @SamaHoole]

The man who took Germany into the First World War spent his childhood with his arm pushed inside freshly killed hares on the orders of Prussia's best doctors. He came to the throne at 29, after the most famous throat specialist in London assured his father that the growth in his throat was harmless.

Wilhelm was born in Berlin in January 1859, Queen Victoria's first grandchild. He came out feet first, and to deliver him the obstetrician hauled on his arm and tore the nerves in his shoulder. The left arm never grew properly.

The royal physicians set about fixing it. Twice a week, for half an hour, the infant prince's arm was pushed into the body of a freshly slaughtered hare, so that the warmth of the dead animal might bring the limb to life. They called these animal baths. His good arm was strapped to his side to force the bad one to work, and they ran electric current through the bad one. When his head began to tilt, they cut a muscle in his neck. From the age of four he spent an hour a day in a contraption of belts, iron bars and screws, which his mother sketched in horror in a letter to her own mother. Later came an arm-stretching machine, twice a day, during his lessons.

Queen Victoria thought the animal baths revolting and idiotic. The doctors carried on. His leading biographer, John Röhl, judged that it amounted to child abuse.

None of it worked. The arm stayed short, and the boy grew up furious, desperate to prove himself and contemptuous of his liberal English mother.

His father Frederick was the hope of liberal Germany, married to Victoria's daughter and set on a parliamentary monarchy and friendship with Britain. In 1887, as Crown Prince, he went hoarse. The German surgeons saw cancer and wanted to operate. Morell Mackenzie, the most celebrated throat specialist in the world, was brought in from London. He took pieces of the growth and sent them to Rudolf Virchow, the greatest pathologist alive, and Virchow found nothing. Mackenzie declared the growth benign and the operation unnecessary. Queen Victoria knighted him for it.

The tumour kept growing. By February 1888 Frederick needed a tube in his throat to breathe, and he never spoke again. He became Kaiser that March and ruled by writing notes. He died after 99 days. At the post-mortem, Virchow found the cancer.

His son took the throne at 29. Within two years he had sacked Bismarck and let the treaty with Russia lapse. Twenty-six years later he took Germany to war.

Europe went to war in 1914 under a man the finest doctors of his age had failed twice, once in the nursery and once at his father's bedside.

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🇬🇧🇮🇹 TARANTO NIGHT: THE STRIKE THAT FORESHADOWED PEARL HARBOR!

On the night of November 11–12, 1940, British biplanes attacked the Italian battle fleet at anchor, and showed how vulnerable battleships could be inside their own naval base.

Their weapon was the Fairey Swordfish.

Nicknamed the "Stringbag", it had fabric-covered wings, an open cockpit, and a decidedly old-fashioned appearance. Yet this slow biplane could deliver a devastating blow.

HMS Illustrious launched 21 Swordfish. Twenty reached Taranto, attacking in two waves. Some carried bombs and flares; eleven carried torpedoes.

Below them lay six Italian battleships.

Flying low through antiaircraft fire, the crews pressed home their attacks. By morning, three battleships (Littorio, Caio Duilio, and Conte di Cavour) had been put out of action.

Two would return to service. Cavour never did. The British lost two aircraft. Two airmen were killed and two became prisoners.

Across the world, naval officers studied the implications. Among them were the Japanese, who showed particular interest in the torpedo attack. Taranto demonstrated that shallow harbor waters offered no guarantee of protection.

Just over a year later, on December 7, 1941, Japan struck Pearl Harbor.

The scale was vastly greater: six carriers and hundreds of aircraft attacking in daylight. Japanese crews had developed their own equipment and techniques through intensive testing and training.

But the central lesson was the same.

A fleet did not have to leave port to face destruction from carrier aircraft. At Taranto, the men flying the humble Stringbag had delivered that warning in the darkness.

Follow @Vanguard_WW2 for the stories behind the battles you know, and the ones you should.

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[Archaeo - Histories @archeohistories]

Poland regained its independence on November 11, 1918, ending 123 years of partitions by Russia, Prussia (Germany) and Austria-Hungary that had wiped the country off the map in 1795....

World War I shattered the three partitioning powers—Russia collapsed into revolution (1917), while Germany and Austria-Hungary were defeated by the Allied Powers in late 1918. Polish leaders like Roman Dmowski and pianist-turned-statesman Ignacy Jan Paderewski lobbied Western Allies, winning key support from U.S. President Woodrow Wilson, who made a free Poland part of his Fourteen Points peace plan. As occupiers weakened, local Poles took control. On October 7, 1918, the Regency Council in Warsaw proclaimed independence, and local committees seized power in regions like Galicia.

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On November 11, 1918, the armistice silenced the guns on the Western Front. That same day, Poland emerged as an independent nation after 123 years of partition, though its borders remained unsettled. Across Eastern Europe, the collapse of empires opened a new struggle over borders and political power.

And from Russia came another danger: Lenin’s Bolshevik regime, determined to carry its revolution westward.

In a deep way, this very fact of a new Marxist regime in Russia was illogical. Marx and Engels had envisioned revolution in the industrial West, not the agrarian East. Russia, with its peasant majority and decaying aristocracy, did not fit the theory. But Lenin had no patience for theory. He declared that Russia was the “weakest link” in the capitalist chain—and breaking it, he believed, would set off a world revolution.

If he could push westward into Europe and link up with uprisings in Germany, the old world order would crumble. The fire of Bolshevism, he was sure, would sweep the continent.

When Lenin signed the humiliating Treaty of Brest-Litovsk with Germany in early 1918 to end Russia’s part in the Great War, he dismissed it as a temporary measure. Once Germany fell, he promised, the treaty would be a scrap of paper. True to his word, as soon as the Central Powers collapsed, the Red Army began to march again—first into the Baltic states, then into Ukraine, then toward the plains of Poland. Everywhere, they carried the same gospel: revolution by bayonet. Across the continent, the map of Europe was still bleeding from the war, and to Lenin, that instability was a divine invitation.

In the summer of 1920, he saw his chance at last: the Red Army would sweep through Poland, take Warsaw, and march into Germany. Europe would be red by Christmas.

Few imagined that the ones to stop them would be the Poles themselves, a nation reborn only two years earlier after a century of partition. Their leader was Józef Piłsudski, a wiry, intense former exile who had spent years in Tsarist prisons dreaming of a free Poland. He was no theoretician but a man of iron will, driven by a hatred of Russian domination and a faith in Polish destiny. When Lenin’s forces surged west, Piłsudski rallied every man he could find: veterans, students, priests, farmers. They came barefoot and half-trained, armed with mismatched rifles, yet they came by the tens of thousands.

Behind them lay Warsaw—the beating heart of their newborn nation. Before them stretched the Red Army of Mikhail Tukhachevsky, 160,000 strong, veterans of WWI and the Russian Civil War, fanatical in purpose and confident of victory. “Over the corpse of White Poland,” Tukhachevsky had vowed, “lies the road to world conflagration.”

It was in August, 1920, that the Soviet tide reached the gates of Warsaw. The city trembled under artillery fire; Red cavalry swarmed the outskirts like wolves. Yet inside the capital, the Catholic churches were filled. The people prayed for a miracle and it came.

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