The 30's era has always interested me in an uncomfortable fascination, kinda like looking at a corpse. You don't really want to stare but you have to look, then realize people behind are wondering why you are still standing in front of the casket. The greatest evils of the world came from that time. The hardship is unimaginable. I realized a while back that the only difference between me and a person way back is they just got here first. Their time was then as mine is now. The purges under Stalin, the depression world wide, NSDAP, Spanish Civil War, Japanese invasion of China, and real people experienced it. How would I handle the Brownshirts kicking in my door at 2:00am and giving me 20 minutes to pack for deportation to a KZ? What would I think as a career soldier sitting on a train enroute to a Gulag for 10 years after being accused and convicted falsely? What would I do if the Japanese Imperial Army was two blocks away burning and raping with my wife and daughter looking at me for help? What would I be thinking as a resident of Guerncia as the Condor Legion made its second bombing run? It was a terrible epoch in world history.
RK
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