Of course the people in the metro didn't see a thing!...what a joke! petrified ratlets! but they'll still come out to refute me! make claims!...that nothing got bombed!...squished! powdered! that the firmament was calm, and me, I imagined the whole thing! chrysanthemums, sprays, roses! why, there's no more any such thing as sky-hooking shrapnel than there is anal ice cream! it's all in my mind! hallucinations and bullshit! what a crook! but I repeat and reassert! shrapnel and fiery lace stretched from one end of the horizon to the other! with lots of glow-worms mixed in...and dancing purple fireflies...
Louis-Ferdinand CélineTag: wwii world-war-ii paris bombing
You can do anything you put your mind to doing.
Gertrude KerschnerTag: wwii world-war-ii germany adolf-hitler poland womanhood folklore femininity robert sandor ww2 national-socialism gertrude world-view world-history austria weltanschauung bdm bund-der-artamanen bund-deutscher-maedel country-service-camp ct farmers-harvest giersdorf greenwich guardian-of-the-country hirschberg hitler-youth jelenia-góra jm jungmaedel jungmaedeldienst kasperle kerschner kleinzell landjahr-lager league-of-german-girls linz lower-silesian-voivodeship neiderschlesien neo-pagan nsdap odal-rune podgórzyn reisalpe walpurgis-night wandervőgel
14 July 1942—Jerusalem - ...A magnificent parcel, covered in tape and seals, arrived for me from India. Inside were two pairs of old fashioned corsets with bones and laces. They were sent by HRH The Duke of Gloucester. Nick and I had an argument as to how one should thank one of the Royal Family for a present of corsets. Whichever way we put it looked disrespectful. Finally we sent a telegram saying: ‘Reinforcements received. Positions now held. Most grateful thanks.
Hermione RanfurlyNot every loss was confirmed by an officer at the door. Nor a telegram with the power to sink a fleet. Loss, often the worst kind, also arrived through the deafening quiet of an absence.
Kristina McMorrisTag: wwii war silence loss death mourning tragedy drama grief telegram officer
War doesn’t start with an explosion….It bears far more subtlety. A simmer beneath the surface, as if bringing broth to a boil.
Kristina McMorrisGood had defeated evil, people proclaimed, a justification for atrocities best left forgotten. They would cling to this oversimplified truth while trading pats on the back and placing flowers on graves.
Kristina McMorrisTag: wwii evil war loss death mourning tragedy good grief grave
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