I wish we could go back to the good old days when advertising was classy, tasteful and not trying to sell everything with sex and... oh... oh dear.
How to sell towels to ladies during WW2....
Thread... yes there are more...
They were made in 1943/1944, as far as I know there were no complaints, no controversy, just some distracted readers... I think...
Illustrations by James Bingham, Stevan Dohanos & Fred Ludekens.
I'm of course appalled by the objection of young handsome half naked men.
Even the Tank Corps boys knew how to appreciate Roman baths.
And no, that's not Hitler in the water.
Why don't we never see this in WW2 movies and series?
Not sure why but I just ordered a whole set.
The company still exists, would be funny if they suddenly got a lot of towel orders and they just don't understand how or why.
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It is always impressive when something very old is somehow very fitting for our modern world.
Mr. Mason shared this picture, but I tracked down the 1884 issue of the 'Puck' magazine and wanted to show the rest in the series as well.
So check out this thread;
First the full page, not sure if it's readable, but just to give you an idea of how it looked when published and here you can find the full magazine; babel.hathitrust.org/cgi/pt?id=njp.…
I won't go into detail but if the women in 'The Handmaid's tale' had studied how resistance/partisan/guerilla groups worked in the past, they would have avoided quite a few mistakes.
In a resistance group when one of yours is captured or missing, expect them to talk, move everything and everyone, don't sit and wait.
If captured, at least hold out 24 hours to give comrades time to do so.
Everybody talks, almost everybody.
I've spend quite a lot of time chatting with lovely old ladies who used to be members of the Dutch armed resistance during WW2, blowing up railroads, executing traitors, etc.
One hint of something not quite right and they'd vanish, which is why they survived.
Many years ago I decided to combine WW2 then & now photos as part of research I was doing.
It caught on and I made more.
History is all around us.
The ghosts of history.
Cherbourg, avenue de Paris, ancien Poste de Police, jardin Public.
Soldiers crossing under fire, 1944.
Captain WH Hooper, who commands the Company of the 314th IR of the 79th IUS D and some of his men surround a column of German prisoners.
Column takes a southerly direction, it will join the POW camps located on the plateau of the Mountain Roule, near the farm of Fieffe.
American soldiers at the Place Marie Ravenel à Cherbourg.
I'd love a real scientific ghost hunting show where, for once, cameras film every corner, the equipment was properly tested, there are independent observers... yes I know that means probably nothing will happen but I'm fine with that.
Here's 2 hours of CCTV of a spooky room.
Cool
When I was a kid I spend a few weekends at a castle, I'd grab a video camera and walk around the place at night, hoping to find some ghosts.
Alas, no luck.
I should see if I can find the video somewhere.
Would be something if I suddenly saw something in the shadows...
Mind you such a show would only have to film a dog or cat respond to something we can't see and half the tv audience would scream.
I've seen that happen and it's freaky seeing a dog bark at something invisible in the room and then suddenly start wagging her tail...
Sigh, another book claiming to have the source for Elizabeth I bathing monthly and saying "need it or no" that turns out to just quote another book that quoted another book that turns out to not have a historical source at all.
The quest continues.
Little bit of background;
It has been taught in schools and mentioned in books, museums & documentaries for decades that Queen Elizabeth I bathed very rarely and once said she had a monthly/annual bath whether she "need it or no", or something similar.
This is so generally accepted and well known I didn't think it was suspicious but still wanted to find out more.
To my surprise it turned out very difficult to find out where this story came from.
Some books suggested it was in a Venetian ambassador's letter, but where is it?