The document summarizes key aspects of World War I, including how it started as an unexpected stalemate between major powers that were unprepared for modern warfare. Trench warfare led to constant death from disease, gas attacks, rats, and trench foot as armies faced a tragic equilibrium where similar weapons and bad leadership prolonged the stalemate for years. The failed Schlieffen Plan that involved invading Belgium went against early assumptions and contributed to the prolonged trench warfare.
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World War One Stalemate
1. reflection
? History is littered with the wars which everybody
knew would never happen.
? Enoch Powell
3. August 1914 major powers fought
? Not prepared
? Horse and carriage were the main source of
transportation
? Some uniforms were red
? Lack of ammunition and supplies
? No one would be able to last for more than 6 months
5. Schlieffen Plan
? The invasion of Belgium had been a part of it
? Created by Alfred von Schlieffen in 1905
? Plan assumed Russia would be slow to mobilize so they
would concentrate on France
? Didn’t work: troops were already in place
? Also assumed Belgium would not retaliate
? Heroically defended their towns and homes
? Eventually defeated by Germans
? British were forced to retreat and the Germans
eventually defeated the French
6. Trench Warfare
? Death was constant
? Disease
? Gas
? New weapon
? Gas masks
? Rats
? Trench foot
? Fungal disease caused by cold, wet, unsanitary conditions
that generally lead to gangrene and amputation
13. Trench Warfare
? “Stand to”
? Rum, rifles and breakfast truce
? Inspection and chores
? Daily boredom
? “stand to” supplies and maintenance
? Absolutely horrid smell
? By the end each side had dug over 12,000 miles of
trenches
14. I’ve a little wet home in the trench
I’ve a little wet home in the trench
where the rainstorms continually drench
there’s a dead cow close by
with her feet in towards the sky
and she gives off a terrible stench
Underneath, in the place of a floor
There’s a mass of wet mud and some straw
But with shells dropping there,
There’s no place to compare,
With my little wet home in the trench.