Free Masons - Should they "come out"?
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If indeed they do look after each other it would only be the same as you looking after a really good mate from your mess.
Not of course that I'm saying that's what masons do, because I don't know. All I know is my dad was invited to join, declined and his career stopped advancing. Coincidence? maybe.
Southside Maybe you are like the fishermen on the KGB trawlers, provided as cover and oblivious of what goes on in the forward hold
(and all the fresh fish you can eat)
Suspicion breeds confidence
Free Masonary is rife in the police force and it would be naive to think that membership and promotion are un-connected. I have no reason to think that the armed forces would be any different.
Tigs2 - Part 2 episode 4!
"....the Bishop of Bath and Wells, who drowns babies at their christening and eats them in the vestry afterwards."
"....the Bishop of Bath and Wells, who drowns babies at their christening and eats them in the vestry afterwards."
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I speak from a position of ignorance so feel free to correct me but...
doesn´t joining the Masons involve swearing some kind of oath. And does there not therefore appear to exist at least a potential possible conflict between that oath and the one that one swears on joining the armed forces?
Note cautious phrasing....
doesn´t joining the Masons involve swearing some kind of oath. And does there not therefore appear to exist at least a potential possible conflict between that oath and the one that one swears on joining the armed forces?
Note cautious phrasing....
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The problem is, we do actually do quite a lot for charidy, but we cannot talk about it and it certainly doesn't get mentioned on our OJAR....
Oaths? ..they are unrelated but I do have a marital oath and 2 professional oaths that are all equally important to me, let alone those that I make in Open Lodge.
Oaths? ..they are unrelated but I do have a marital oath and 2 professional oaths that are all equally important to me, let alone those that I make in Open Lodge.
I am not a Mason and have politely declined a couple of inquiries as to whether I might be interested in "The Craft". Why?, because I view them as largely irrelevant. I doubt that they have ever had any significant influence within the RAF, although this may not have been the case in the RN.
Those of a historical bent may wish to read Andrew Gordon's "The Rules of the Game - Jutland and British Naval Command", isbn 0-7195-5542 6.
YS
Those of a historical bent may wish to read Andrew Gordon's "The Rules of the Game - Jutland and British Naval Command", isbn 0-7195-5542 6.
YS
Just for you, Navaleye:
"Who could you have got to have performed such deeds, to have gone lower than man has ever gone, to have plunged the depths of degradation just in order to save your filthy life?!!!"
"Ah, Percy, may I introduce His Grace, the Bishop of Bath and Wells. Your Grace, Lord Percy Percy, Heir to the Duchy of Northumberland."
"Hello. It was lovely working with you....."
Blackadder as a freemason. Now there's scope for imagination....
"Who could you have got to have performed such deeds, to have gone lower than man has ever gone, to have plunged the depths of degradation just in order to save your filthy life?!!!"
"Ah, Percy, may I introduce His Grace, the Bishop of Bath and Wells. Your Grace, Lord Percy Percy, Heir to the Duchy of Northumberland."
"Hello. It was lovely working with you....."
Blackadder as a freemason. Now there's scope for imagination....
I can't remember the Monty Python sketch in its entirety, but isn't there an architect who comes out with:
"I want to be a Freemason. Masonry opens doors. I've got a second-hand apron. I nearly got in at Hendon".
"I want to be a Freemason. Masonry opens doors. I've got a second-hand apron. I nearly got in at Hendon".
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Originally Posted by southside
No hidden agenda, no sacrificial lambs, no vestal virgins and no politics.
What's the point in that then? If I was joining a "society with secrets", I'd damn sure want one of the secrets to be 'vestal virgins' !!!
"Yes, well, that's the sort of blinkered, philistine pig ignorance I've come to expect from you non-creative garbage. You sit there on your loathsome, spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss for the struggling artist. You excrement! You whining, hypocritical toadies, with your colour TV sets and your Tony Jacklin golf clubs and your bleeding Masonic secret handshakes! You wouldn't let me join, would you, you blackballing bastards! Well, I wouldn't become a freemason now if you went down on your lousy, stinking knees and begged me...."
"......if one of you could put in a word for me, I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, um, I-- I was a bit on edge just now, but-- but if I was a mason, I'd just sit at the back and not get in anyone's way."
"I've got a second-hand apron."
"I nearly got in at Hendon."
From Monty Python's Flying Circus The Architects' Sketch
"......if one of you could put in a word for me, I'd love to be a freemason. Freemasonry opens doors. I mean, um, I-- I was a bit on edge just now, but-- but if I was a mason, I'd just sit at the back and not get in anyone's way."
"I've got a second-hand apron."
"I nearly got in at Hendon."
From Monty Python's Flying Circus The Architects' Sketch
>"Yes, well, that's the sort of blinkered, philistine pig ignorance I've come to expect from you non-creative garbage. You sit there on your loathsome, spotty behinds squeezing blackheads, not caring a tinker's cuss for the struggling artist. You excrement! You whining, hypocritical toadies, with your colour TV sets and your Tony Jacklin golf clubs and your bleeding Masonic secret handshakes! You wouldn't let me join, would you, you blackballing bastards! Well, I wouldn't become a freemason now if you went down on your lousy, stinking knees and begged me...."<
Wonderful. Ideal sentiments to express at an OASC interview . . . along with "I don't want to be a pilot. I want to be a LUMBERJACK".
Many thanks to BEagle for the reminder.
Wonderful. Ideal sentiments to express at an OASC interview . . . along with "I don't want to be a pilot. I want to be a LUMBERJACK".
Many thanks to BEagle for the reminder.
"I didn't want to be a pilot anyway. I wanted to be... a lumberjack!
Leaping from tree to tree as they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia! The Fir! The Larch! The Redwood! The mighty Scots Pine!
The plucky little Aspen! The great limping rude tree of Nigeria!
The smell of fresh-cut timber! The crash of mighty trees!
With my best gal by my side, we'd sing, SING...
Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay!
I sleep all night and I work all day"
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay!
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
"I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
and have buttered scones for tea."
He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
he goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin'
and has buttered scones for tea.
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day!
"I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
and hang around in bars!"
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
he likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
and hangs around in bars?!
...He's a lumberjack, and he's okay!
He sleeps all night and he works all day!
"I cut down trees, I wear high heels,
suspenders and a bra!
I wish I'd been a girlie,
just like my dear papa!"
He cuts down trees, he wears... high heels?
Suspenders... and a bra?!
Leaping from tree to tree as they float down the mighty rivers of British Columbia! The Fir! The Larch! The Redwood! The mighty Scots Pine!
The plucky little Aspen! The great limping rude tree of Nigeria!
The smell of fresh-cut timber! The crash of mighty trees!
With my best gal by my side, we'd sing, SING...
Oh, I'm a lumberjack, and I'm okay!
I sleep all night and I work all day"
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay!
He sleeps all night and he works all day.
"I cut down trees, I eat my lunch,
I go to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays I go shoppin'
and have buttered scones for tea."
He cuts down trees, he eats his lunch,
he goes to the lavatory.
On Wednesdays he goes shoppin'
and has buttered scones for tea.
He's a lumberjack, and he's okay.
He sleeps all night and he works all day!
"I cut down trees, I skip and jump,
I like to press wild flowers.
I put on women's clothing
and hang around in bars!"
He cuts down trees, he skips and jumps,
he likes to press wild flowers.
He puts on women's clothing
and hangs around in bars?!
...He's a lumberjack, and he's okay!
He sleeps all night and he works all day!
"I cut down trees, I wear high heels,
suspenders and a bra!
I wish I'd been a girlie,
just like my dear papa!"
He cuts down trees, he wears... high heels?
Suspenders... and a bra?!
Below the Glidepath - not correcting
Needless to say, in the land of the free, being a Mason is not only public knowledge, it is widely advertised. Lodges have massive signs up outside, you can get masonic bumper stickers, and a bloke I interviewed just last week had a masonic ring on that would have made the Archbishop of Canterbury blush, it was so big (I've always admired the Archbishop's ring). Much is made of the charity aspect, no real emphasis at all on the goatskin apron and anal intruder aspects.