The forty or so legion members employed at Dominion Command in Ottawa must be getting worried about their salaries. I get an email ad at least once a week trying to sell me more legion trinkets and tat. This week a couple of new items have arrived, A Tote case for medals, not just your real medals but the legion pretend medals too,. Quite a bargain at only $39.95 plus P & P. You already know we have available the cheap tin 150 anniversary legion medal, but did you know you can now buy the medal ribbon that goes with it. Its only an extra $5.00 over the $25.00 for the medal. I’m trying to imagine where a bedecked associate would decide when and where to wear this ribbon?. The sacred Poppy is taking another merchandising hit, now available is and umbrella with a stained glass effect featuring a mass of poppies, only $29.95. But wait there is more!!! a beautiful scarf with the same stained glass design, its only $34.95
When L.Col John McCRae wrote the poem, he could never have imagined we would be using the famous internationally recognized Sacred Poppy Symbol as a method of making money for the very legion charged with the duty of protecting it.
This is not right or necessary, if the legion command are in financial desperation, using the Poppy is not the answer. Especially in the merchandising of such tatty and ill thought out products. The legion should never sell medals, pretend or otherwise, a suitable commemorative badge or pin would be much more appropriate. Using the Poppy on umbrellas etc is a disgrace and should be stopped immediately.The legion is losing money for one reason only, loss of members and lack of new members. They need to ask themselves why???selling poppy earrings will not save them. Finally, the legion is today run by civilians/associates, real veterans are upset and leaving in droves. So what is the answer? associates need to do some soul searching. They need to stop pretending to be veterans themselves and recognize the issues they have created.
In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing, fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
God Bless and keep reading