Not sure if I shouldnt post this in Feminism/Misandry..... though suppose is misandrist largely because of... well... do men exist at all?

Leaving aside the stupidity of Comrade Gord and and the f**k up over the lack of respect to our (Brit) veterans and the lack of a Royal representative at the forthcoming remembrance of D-Day some 65 years ago... I had the curious "pleasure" of listening to Woman's Hour on BBC Radio 4 today.. and an interview with "Elizabeth Norman, the only woman in the D-Day planning team".

Apparently she wore a monocle, and went out dancing a lot. With squaddies. Um... oh and dumb question of the day: "What did your family think about what you were doing?" A: "Oh, dear, no body ever asked questions. There was a war on." (Typical woman 's idea that we should "talk about things" )

Man... it kills me. All those young men, so many sent into a hell they'd be lucky to see the end of... but hey, it would never have been a success but for the involvement of a woman! I wonder if the Germans had women planning the Normandy defences? Probably not! Maybe, thats why we won!!! (No offence, Feckless... and any other Germans here.)

Back to D-Day... I know there are ex-squaddies from various nations here, and much respect to all. D-Day to me isnt just about the vets, though obviously primarily, but... but for an accident of birth, ie when you were born, that could be you or I, on those beaches, June 6, 1944, whatever your nationality... bless those that didn't make it, and those that did...