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1914-1918: The World at War. Causes of the War. The Alliance System. Triple Entente :. Triple Alliance :. Armed Camps!. Allied Powers :. Central Powers :. The Major Players: 1914-17. Allied Powers :. Central Powers :. Nicholas II [ Rus ]. Wilhelm II [Ger]. George V [Br].
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The Alliance System Triple Entente: Triple Alliance:
Armed Camps! Allied Powers: Central Powers:
The Major Players: 1914-17 Allied Powers: Central Powers: Nicholas II [Rus] Wilhelm II [Ger] George V [Br] Victor Emmanuel II [It] Enver Pasha[Turkey] Pres. Poincare [Fr] Please note the result of inbreeding in how much George and Nick look like each other Franz Josef [A-H]
Militarism & Arms Race Total Defense Expenditures for the Great Powers [Ger., A-H, It., Fr., Br., Rus.] in millions of £s.
Pan-Slavism: The Balkans, 1914 The“Powder Keg”of Europe
The Assassin: GavriloPrincip
Mobilization • Home by Christmas! • No major war in 50 years! • Nationalism! It's a long way to Tipperary, It's a long way to go; It's a long way to Tipperary, To the sweetest girl I know! Goodbye, Piccadilly, Farewell, Leicester Square, It's a long, long way to Tipperary, But my heart's right there!
Spies • “Mata Hari” • Real Name: Margareetha Geertruide Zelle • German Spy!
German Poster Think of Your Children!
Trench Warfare “No Man’s Land”
Verdun – February, 1916 • German offensive. • Each side had 500,000 casualties.
The Somme – July, 1916 • 60,000 British soldiers killed in one day. • Over 1,000,000 killed in 5 months.
Waltzing Matilda When I was a young man I carried my pack,And I lived the free life of a roverFrom the Murray’s green basin to the dusty outbackI waltzed my Matilda all overThen in nineteen fifteen my country said ‘SonIt's time you stop rambling , there's work to be done.’So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gunAnd they marched me away to the war.And the band played Waltzing MatildaAs we sailed pulled from the quay,And amidst all the cheers the flag waving and cheers,We sailed off to Gallipoli
How well I remember that terrible dayHow our blood stained the sand and the water.And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay,We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter.Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well.He showered us with bullets, and he rained us with shells,And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell.Nearly blew us right back to Australia!But the band played Waltzing MatildaAs we stopped to bury our slain.We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs,Then we started all over again.
Now those that were left, well we tried to surviveIn a mad world of blood, death and fire.And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive,But around me the corpses piled higher.Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over head,And when I woke up in my hospital bedAnd saw what it had done, I wished I was dead;Never knew there were worse things than dying!For no more I'll go waltzing MatildaAll around the green bush far and near,For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legsNo more waltzing Matilda for me
So they gathered the cripples, the wounded, the maimed,And they shipped us back home to Australia;The armless, the legless, the blind, the insaneThose proud wounded heroes of Suvla.And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay,I looked at the place where my legs used to beAnd thank Christ there was nobody waiting for meTo grieve and to mourn and to pity!And the band played Waltzing MatildaAs they carried us down the gangway,But nobody cheered, they just stood and staredThen turned all their faces away