There’s been a meme going around talking about punctuality in Italy regarding meeting times. Basically, the further south you are, the later a meeting will start after the appointed time. This graphic looks very similar to the graphic used in the meme.
vitunlokit on
In north meatings start on time. As you go south people are more frequently late.
Meetings* 🙂
PitchLadder on
The German war propaganda saying to the US/Allied troops in Italy , sure you won Salerno and Cassino but at this pace it will be well into the 1950s (years later) you;ll reach the war objective: Berlin.
nonlawyer on
Ah yes, the Italy Campaign, Churchill’s “soft underbelly of Europe”
He forgot about *the fucking Alps*
3th_Katyuha_Division on
Oh Hey my city is mentioned! (Cassino)
ajjaran on
1950, Berlin. There are no horses, or pets of any kind in the eerily quiet streets. Barricades are errected out of whatever the starving populace could find / lift, mostly empty ‘ersatz frachtkiste’ (cheap cardboard boxes).
The last remaining Hitlerjugend toddler the volksturm can mobilise struggles to lift his panzerfaust junior(TM). A war weary allied soldier, an adult man, shakes his head sadly as he lifts the weapon from the child’s hands.
There are still so many more streets to go to the Reichstag.
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There’s been a meme going around talking about punctuality in Italy regarding meeting times. Basically, the further south you are, the later a meeting will start after the appointed time. This graphic looks very similar to the graphic used in the meme.
In north meatings start on time. As you go south people are more frequently late.
Meetings* 🙂
The German war propaganda saying to the US/Allied troops in Italy , sure you won Salerno and Cassino but at this pace it will be well into the 1950s (years later) you;ll reach the war objective: Berlin.
Ah yes, the Italy Campaign, Churchill’s “soft underbelly of Europe”
He forgot about *the fucking Alps*
Oh Hey my city is mentioned! (Cassino)
1950, Berlin. There are no horses, or pets of any kind in the eerily quiet streets. Barricades are errected out of whatever the starving populace could find / lift, mostly empty ‘ersatz frachtkiste’ (cheap cardboard boxes).
The last remaining Hitlerjugend toddler the volksturm can mobilise struggles to lift his panzerfaust junior(TM). A war weary allied soldier, an adult man, shakes his head sadly as he lifts the weapon from the child’s hands.
There are still so many more streets to go to the Reichstag.
Germany is really winning this war of attrition.