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Visiting London for a few days, and noticed a lot of half-mast flags: red cross on a white background (reminiscent of some crusaders, Templars?) any symbolism behind them being shredded? Its a lot of them, must have cost a ton of money…
The red cross and white background is St George's cross, the national flag of England. Flags on lampposts are also a thing in Northern Ireland. Sometimes in some places they are neglected and not replaced, so just get worn down over time.
Its the flag of England, racists have been hanging them up all year.
They're half mast because the racists are too stupid or too scared to get a longer ladder.
No idea why they're shredded but they tend to use cheap Chinese made flags that don't hold up to the weather.
Do you think they sell them pre-distressed? Like designer jeans?
Oh, it's an interesting story, this one! It's actually the flag of Genoa https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genoa#Flag
There's a fairly large community in the area descended from Genoans who fled to London when Napoleon invaded. Those Genoans brought their flags with them to prevent Napoleon from capturing them, to sort of say "you've got the land, but you'll never get Genoa". Their descendents today still fly those same historic flags each year on the day that their first ship landed in London
Also, of course, lying is a popular hobby on the internet
Asian here, I see no reason to distrust you.
You can keep your horses and recurve bows to yourself!
Got them round here too, look like complete shit. Get a proper flag and flagpole you bellends.
In Northern Ireland, it's become so commonplace that they kind of have like a frame attached to the lampposts now to accommodate them and hang them vertically. It actually looks rather pretty when done properly. I saw a similar thing in China as well.
They’ve been at half-mast ever since Mr Bean drove the princess of our hearts into a pillar in that Paris underpass. NEVER FORGET.