Hurrah for the Crimea!
Ladies and gentlemen,
To begin with, please forgive to lengthy delay between this and my previous piece on steampunk and history. I have been significantly delayed by both my studies and my writing, but I have sallied forth to bring you more visual delights.
The Crimean War was a bloody and somewhat illogical conflict that broke out in the early-mid 1850s and was fought largely by the Russians on one side and the British and French (assisting the Ottoman Empire) on the other. The war is named for the Crimean Peninsula, which housed the Russian fortress-port of Sevastopol and which consequently saw the majority of the fighting (fighting occurred on other fronts, such as in the Baltic, but the major emphasis was on taking Sevastopol and the Russian Black Sea Fleet). While the American Civil War is often thought of as the first military testing ground of Industrial Era technology, the struggle in the Crimea has its own claim to this title: it witnessed the use of the rifled musket as a standard weapon, the neutralization of cavalry by infantry, entrenchment, the telegraph and railroads. Floating batteries, the precursors to Civil War ironclads, also proved their effectiveness during the Crimean War. Here, then, are some wonderful old photographs from the conflict (these and more can be seen found at the site: Old-Picture.com).
Regards, etc.,
-G. D. Falksen
A vivandière, a woman attached to the military unit to manage a canteen and keep morale up. The added bonus of looking fabulous was entirely incidental.
"What wagon" you ask? This wagon.
He looks dashed important if you ask me.
Now this is the way to fight a war: with chairs.
"I say... your beard appears to be bigger than mine. And by 'bigger' I naturally mean 'present at all.' "
The much-loved zouaves.
Charming to a fault.
"Now gentlemen, the purpose of this meeting is to discuss why the Russians, against all sense of British logic, haven't given us their chairs yet."
"Do not question the moustache."
This is what makes inspired leadership: a careful application of strategic pointing.
Inspiration for cold-weather steampunk if ever there was such a thing.
"Ah, ah... moustache. Now move along and don't ask questions."
The gentleman appears to be out of uniform. And wearing checkered trousers.
"I say, Phineas, what do you have there? Firing trajectories?"
"No, it's this flip book I made where I shoot one of the Russians with the cannon and he blows up."
"Oh. Um. Well, carry on then."
In addition, I've made this: history_macros
Now go and have fun and cause lots and lots of trouble.
To begin with, please forgive to lengthy delay between this and my previous piece on steampunk and history. I have been significantly delayed by both my studies and my writing, but I have sallied forth to bring you more visual delights.
The Crimean War was a bloody and somewhat illogical conflict that broke out in the early-mid 1850s and was fought largely by the Russians on one side and the British and French (assisting the Ottoman Empire) on the other. The war is named for the Crimean Peninsula, which housed the Russian fortress-port of Sevastopol and which consequently saw the majority of the fighting (fighting occurred on other fronts, such as in the Baltic, but the major emphasis was on taking Sevastopol and the Russian Black Sea Fleet). While the American Civil War is often thought of as the first military testing ground of Industrial Era technology, the struggle in the Crimea has its own claim to this title: it witnessed the use of the rifled musket as a standard weapon, the neutralization of cavalry by infantry, entrenchment, the telegraph and railroads. Floating batteries, the precursors to Civil War ironclads, also proved their effectiveness during the Crimean War. Here, then, are some wonderful old photographs from the conflict (these and more can be seen found at the site: Old-Picture.com).
Regards, etc.,
-G. D. Falksen
A vivandière, a woman attached to the military unit to manage a canteen and keep morale up. The added bonus of looking fabulous was entirely incidental.
"What wagon" you ask? This wagon.
He looks dashed important if you ask me.
Now this is the way to fight a war: with chairs.
"I say... your beard appears to be bigger than mine. And by 'bigger' I naturally mean 'present at all.' "
The much-loved zouaves.
Charming to a fault.
"Now gentlemen, the purpose of this meeting is to discuss why the Russians, against all sense of British logic, haven't given us their chairs yet."
"Do not question the moustache."
This is what makes inspired leadership: a careful application of strategic pointing.
Inspiration for cold-weather steampunk if ever there was such a thing.
"Ah, ah... moustache. Now move along and don't ask questions."
The gentleman appears to be out of uniform. And wearing checkered trousers.
"I say, Phineas, what do you have there? Firing trajectories?"
"No, it's this flip book I made where I shoot one of the Russians with the cannon and he blows up."
"Oh. Um. Well, carry on then."
In addition, I've made this: history_macros
Now go and have fun and cause lots and lots of trouble.