Interesting Black and White pictures ripped from the net

[BaitongBoy]

^ Good onya, blaney...

[Sumbitch]

...Whatever motivates you in the gym, right? Next trip s/b to Stok Kangri (haven't confirmed yet). It's in Ladakh province of Northern India and really just a 14 day trek, although to altitude (6153 m).



The image shows snow and glaciers but the route to the top may be completely snow free. Certainly not a technical climb. But I do want to see Northern India for future planning to Jammu and Kashmir (what a paradise!).

[nidhogg]

^ of all the things you can say about the picture, the first would be that it is not f*cking black and white.

[Sumbitch]

^ Oh shit, oh dear.

[Boon Mee]

Mondays are like that

[Boon Mee]

Looking Glass (Allalimya Takanin) c.1832-1877



Looking Glass was the war chief who, along with Chief Joseph, directed the 1877 Nez Perce retreat from eastern Oregon to Montana and on to the Canadian border. The son of a prominent Nez Perce chief, Looking Glass was born around 1832 in what is now western Montana. Although he bitterly resented white encroachment on his tribal lands, he opposed going to war against the United States over it's plans to force the Nez Perce onto a small reservation assigned to them at Lapwai, Idaho.

When the Nez Perce and the US army first clashed at Whitebird Canyon on June 17, 1877, Looking Glass was already living on the reservation at Lapwai, as he had promised to do. Nevertheless, General Howard believed that Looking Glass would soon join the fighting, and so sent a detachment of troops to arrest him. As could be foreseen, these plans backfired when Looking Glass escaped arrest and did join the Chief Joseph, as Howard had feared he would do.

For better or worse, the flight of the Nez Perce exhibited the hallmarks of Looking Glass' leadership. A respected battlefield commander, he convinced the tribe to attempt an escape to Montana, against Joseph's advice. Looking Glass encouraged the Nez Perce to travel east and seek sanctuary with the Crow nation in Montana. He had helped the Crow defeat the Dakota Sioux in a battle in 1874 and considered them friends. However, the Crow, fearing retaliation by the U.S. military, refused to grant the Nez Perce sanctuary. Looking Glass then persuaded the tribe to stop at Big Hole, where he incorrectly thought they would be safe from attack. After soldiers under the command of Colonel John Gibbon surprised the tribe there and inflicted heavy casualties, Looking Glass lost his prestige as a battlefield commander.

Nearly two months later, when the Nez Perce were exhausted and surrounded by General Nelson Miles and his troops in Montana's Bearpaw Mountains, Looking Glass remained stubbornly opposed to surrender. At this extremity, however, Chief Joseph had concluded that surrender was the only viable option, and on October 5th he rode out to Miles to turn over his rifle. At this same time, Looking Glass set out to Canada to join Sitting Bull's band, but before he could make the border, he was shot and killed by a Cheyenne scout. He died a free man, and a warrior.

[Boon Mee]

Flying close together

[Boon Mee]

Whatever critter that was, he was hung.

[rebbu]

...Whatever motivates you in the gym, right? Next trip s/b to Stok Kangri (haven't confirmed yet). It's in Ladakh province of Northern India and really just a 14 day trek, although to altitude (6153 m).



The image shows snow and glaciers but the route to the top may be completely snow free. Certainly not a technical climb. But I do want to see Northern India for future planning to Jammu and Kashmir (what a paradise!).

Great brain fart.

[Sumbitch]

^ no it wasn't. It was entirely on purpose. I was making a reply. The picture was part of the reply, not meant to be an interesting black and white picture ripped from the net.

[Boon Mee]

Jim Baker, frontier badass.



Jim Baker - 1879

With “his warmest friend and constant companion,” a Sharps buffalo rifle.
Some anecdotes from a well lived life:

On Aug. 21, 1841, Baker and another man were hunting across the river from Fraeb’s camp. When they saw the ominous sign of a rising cloud of dust in the mountains, they rushed to the camp. They soon became engaged in a fierce fight with Sioux, Cheyenne and Arapaho.

Fraeb was one of the first killed. Baker is credited with taking charge after that. During the two-day fracas, four trappers and most of the trappers’ horses were killed. Some estimates claim as many as 100 Indians were killed, but historian William F. Stocks states the number is in fact unknown. According to Stocks, more than 100 horses from both sides were indeed killed.

On August 27, Baker returned to Bridger’s camp with the other survivors. The now-defunct town of Battle in the Sierra Madres west of Encampment, Wyo., gained its name from the conflict, as did Battle Creek, nearby Battle Pass and the Battle Highway.

On another occasion, Baker, who had camped with the Shoshone near what is now Medicine Bow, Wyoming, rescued the daughter of a Shoshone chief when she was kidnapped by a Blackfeet band and returned her to her father. Baker married the young woman in October 1847. The bride presented her buckskin-clad groom with a necklace made of bear claws—an emblem of bravery.

In 1858, Baker owned and operated a ferry on the Overland Trail crossing of the Green River. In the Denver newspaper interview years later, he recalled that he charged $10 per wagon for the service. Historian Charles Leckenby related in his book, Tread of the Pioneers, that when a competitor moved in nearby, the men attempted to settle their differences by each swallowing a shot of whiskey before taking rifle shots at each other. Leckenby states that Jim Bridger intervened to put an end to this foolishness.

In 1873, he built a two-storey cabin of hand-hewn logs near present-day Savery, in the Little Snake River Valley of southern Wyoming near the Colorado line. The cabin resembled a fort, and for many years, a railing surrounded the second story. Baker raised cattle, using the JB brand.

A Cheyenne Daily Leader report of Jan. 17, 1877, described the nearly 60-year-old Baker as “a frontier character” who was as “gnarled and grizzled as one of the many old pines that have graced the mountain peaks.” His rustic appearance was likely the result of fights with bears as well as men.

Baker died on May 15, 1898, in his cabin. He was buried in the family cemetery at the base of the mountain that bears his name. According to author Leighton Baker (no relation), Jim Baker fathered 14 children by three wives, which was probably his most impressive accomplishment. On the other hand, if you save a woman from the ministrations of the Blackfeet, she ought to be properly grateful!"

This poster wonders if one of the newbies aboard Good Ship Teak Door -JBaker took his name from the above gentleman?

[Boon Mee]

The rear gunner/observer on an air ship

[bobo746]

[rebbu]

Throughout his book, One Blood, John Harris uses historical sources to expose mainstream settler attitudes toward Indigenous Australians in the early settlement period.

In particular, newspaper articles provide telling evidence of the settlers’ attitudes toward Indigenous Australians. According to Harris, “Opinions such as the following were commonplace and newspaper editors, it would seem, happily published them:

‘Brutish, faithless, vicious, the animal being given fullest loose only approached by his next of kin the monkey… the Australian black may have a soul but, if he has, then the horse and the dog, infinitely superior in every way to the black human, cannot be denied possession of that vital spark of heavenly flame.’" (1) (pg. 28)

The Early Settlers |[at]Australians Together

[JBaker]

Jim Baker, frontier badass.



Jim Baker - 1879

This poster wonders if one of the newbies aboard Good Ship Teak Door -JBaker took his name from the above gentleman?

Yep.

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[bobo746]

[bobo746]

Erwin Rommel helps to push his stuck staff car somewhere in Northern Africa, January 1941

[bobo746]

Execution of a German Communist in Munich, 1919

[Sumbitch]

Execution of a German Communist in Munich, 1919



On the reverse of this photograph was written: “Zum ewigen Andenken an den Spartakisten Krieg in München Bayern.” – As an eternal memento of the Spartacist War in Munich, Bavaria.

Some say it’s a real situation some say it’s a staged photo. It’s most likely was a staged event due to the various discrepancies in the photo. This does not look like an actual execution. They are too close to the wall to shoot without ricocheting and they’re not aiming or shouldering their guns in such a way that would indicate a readiness to fire. The guy on the far right is the biggest giveaway. His stance is all wrong for shooting, his grip on the rifle is incorrect, and he’s looking at the camera. Also the officer is looking directly into the camera. Two of the guys in the back rank appear to be unfamiliar with their Mauser 98’s. If he fires it, the guy on the right is going to hurt himself.

It looks like a propaganda photo in favor of the communist groups. Take a look at the guy who’s supposed to be executed, he got: defiant attitude, stylish clothing great hair and he’s looking way too nonchalant. German photojournalists of the early 20th century would frequently stage their photographs. In their eyes it wasn’t that they were faking, it was just that they wanted to tell a true story in the most visually compelling way...

Execution of a German Communist in Munich, 1919

[bobo746]

^ thanks mate.

[VocalNeal]

^^ I would have said staged as half the firing squad doesn't look very Aryan!

Maybe that came later. At the end of World War I, the forces of the German Empire had mostly split up, the men making their way home individually or in small groups. Many of them joined the Freikorps ("Free Corps"), a collection of volunteer paramilitary units that were involved in revolution and border clashes between 1918 and 1923.

Maybe why they don't look Aryan?

[bobo746]

Germans testing a Messerschmitt Bf 109 E3, 1940

[S Landreth]

Jim Baker, frontier badass.

A real badass,……

1859, Baker was appointed Captain along with General Chivington who lead the fight at Sand Creek (AKA: Sand Creek Massacre).

Mochi, a Southern Cheyenne in Black Kettle's camp, became a warrior after her experiences at the Sand Creek massacre.

The Sand Creek massacre (also known as the Chivington massacre, the Battle of Sand Creek or the massacre of Cheyenne Indians) was an atrocity in the American Indian Wars that occurred on November 29, 1864, when a 700-man force of Colorado Territory militia attacked and destroyed a peaceful village of Cheyenne and Arapaho in southeastern Colorado Territory, killing and mutilating an estimated 70–163 Indians, about two-thirds of whom were women and children. The location has been designated the Sand Creek Massacre National Historic Site and is administered by the National Park Service.

Other soldiers in Chivington's force, however, immediately attacked the village. Disregarding the American flag, and a white flag that was run up shortly after the soldiers commenced firing, Chivington's soldiers massacred many of its inhabitants.

I saw the bodies of those lying there cut all to pieces, worse mutilated than any I ever saw before; the women cut all to pieces ... With knives; scalped; their brains knocked out; children two or three months old; all ages lying there, from sucking infants up to warriors ... By whom were they mutilated? By the United States troops ...

—- John S. Smith, Congressional Testimony of Mr. John S. Smith, 1865

Fingers and ears were cut off the bodies for the jewelry they carried. The body of White Antelope, lying solitarily in the creek bed, was a prime target. Besides scalping him the soldiers cut off his nose, ears, and testicles-the last for a tobacco pouch ...

—- Stan Hoig

Jis to think of that dog Chivington and his dirty hounds, up thar at Sand Creek. His men shot down squaws, and blew the brains out of little innocent children. You call sich soldiers Christians, do ye? And Indians savages? What der yer 'spose our Heavenly Father, who made both them and us, thinks of these things? I tell you what, I don't like a hostile red skin any more than you do. And when they are hostile, I've fought 'em, hard as any man. But I never yet drew a bead on a squaw or papoose, and I despise the man who would.

—- Kit Carson

[bobo746]

Gadget, the first atomic bomb

[palexxxx]

Execution of a German Communist in Munich, 1919

see post 300.