To others it straddles the line between anti and pro war (some decrying the glorification of pointless losses, others emphasising understanding those losses should help prevent them occurring again).
Here is something that always puzzled me. In WWII they sent almost all their troops to fight again in Europe (and North Africa) for a Britain led by Churchill. This time, however, they had good reason not to and should have instead be fighting the Japanese in the Pacific which was a real threat to them.
First defeat of Japanese troops in the Pacific was by Australian troops. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of_Milne_Bay
Lest we forget.
I guess those celebrating are those who weren't left behind.
Likely due to the day not being a recognized holiday.
Ypres, then, fits rather nicely. Including the couple of pages in grade 10 history class about how nobly we bled.
A war were neither side had any redeeming quality.
Just a random fact.
At every dawn service I'm overwhelmed by the number of young families who clearly have suffered their own loss.
For me Anzac day isn't even remotely about nationalism or patriotism, it's about love, families, bravery, sadness.
I don't think you need to criticise Anzac Day, you just need to see it from the personal perspective of those people who are remembering lost friends and loved ones.
That what ANZAC day should be about. It should be about the rememberance of the family thinking about their sons, brothers, fathers on the front line.
I am an Australian living in Germany. Every year when ANZAC day comes around, I also try to imagine how the local German families felt when their love ones go to war. In general, the people from the war generation that attended the war were brainwashed into action. For the Germans who can see through the hatred, they are just humans.
I was quite surprised when a German colleague saw the wearing of red poppies around November 11 as unusual and something he could not grok.
(Of course, that description is a little bit exaggerated: I'm sure reality was much fuzzier and messier. But that just proves the point that Gallipoli has become our national myth. It defines us now, even if it didn't really define us then.)