The phone rang, "Hey, gotta minute?" Yes, it was Canada and I replied, "Sure, but only a minute or two because I have to drive out to the lake and say Mass. That's if I don't melt first, the cab's maybe 120*."
My Northern cohort thought about this for a moment, "That's hideous. Turn on the engine and AC, have a smoke and let it cool down, try that." I did, and Alberta continued, "Here's what's happening, the kids are going to Shambhala, it's like Burning Man but maybe worse, so I'm babysitting."
The cab cooled and I replied, "You'd have to pay me a whole lotta cash to go to a place like that." Yes, of course, and now it's over to you, the reader.
Would you go to a pop festival and if so, how? Here at DLC (Dallas Light Cavalry) HQ we feel it'd have to involve a small fleet of flatbeds, a powerful sound system playing uplifting Imperial music, Curzon style, and several tents, to say nothing of staff.
But that's us. As ever, your call,
LSP
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Not these days... Loved the NOLA Jazz Festival back in the day though.
No.
Heck no.
Well...
Maybe.
Can I be spearheading an armored column, either horses or, you know, armor-armor?
Bleh. Stinking hippies and their festivals...
As to the photos, that's a nice camp setup. I could handle that. Specially if I had a nice selection of safari rifles and camp workers...
Not a chance. I stay away from people as much as possible, and I don’t like the noise either. I’m pretty much a hermit.
Southern NH
I'm in favor of nuking all such "festivals" from orbit. It's the only way to be sure.
Per Wikipedia, "Pukka sahib is a slang term taken from Hindi words for "absolute" ("first class," "absolutely genuine" for English users) and "master," but meaning "true gentleman" or "excellent fellow." The expression was used in the British Empire to describe Europeans or to describe an attitude which British administrators were said to affect, that of an "aloof, impartial, incorruptible arbiter of the political fate of a large part of the earth's surface." and "In his anti-Empire novel Burmese Days, George Orwell refers to it as a "pose," and one of his characters talks of the difficulty that goes into maintaining it."
If, of course, you trust Wikipedia......
Totally with you, NFO, not up for it.
Beans, you have full authority to launch against the enemy. Yes, part of that is cav, armored and otherwise.
I totally get that, Anon.
Wild, a friend arrived some years back on Peshawar train station, blazer, straw hat, regimental tie. He may have carried an umbrella. I tell you, the locals stood to attention and saluted.
Pukka Sahib.
But hey, those men were giants, like no kidding.
And yes, Beans.
Maybe arrive at the wretched festival, set up and relax in style, then set to with the safari rifles.
Of course the noise might be an issue, but we could stop that.
Next step?
Shower the hippies. Cut their hair off. Issue fatigues. Get them running, drilling, polishing and ironing.
LL, as Regimental Horse Sergeant Major, would conduct this operation from the SOUND STAGE. Just think, all that amplification put to good use.
Just a thought.
Noise? What noise, burners are out in the far back beyond so the only people who'd hear the noise (which would be far quieter than the music blaring and all the hooting and hollering) would be the shooters and the shootees.
It's one of the benefits of a Burn. In wide open spaces, only the shooters can hear you scream...
I was thinking of their sonic weapons, Beans. But so what, we have ear def.
OK. The initial takedown wouldn't be hard but then the fun begins as newly formed penal battalions are drilled into shape. To the beat of the drum(s). I see LL playing a major part in this.
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