1 August, 1944, at 5 pm was the beginning of an operation by the Polish Resistance Home Ary to liberate Warsaw from German occupation. This is not to be confused by the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising, a year earlier. Both events ended in failure and tragedy. The Warsaw Uprising is particularly heartbreaking. Roosevelt had already handed over Poland to Stalin in 1943 in Teheran in exchange for Russia’s help in defeating Germany. So no matter what the outcome, Poland would be under the boot of somebody. Over 200,000 people were killed, most of them innocent civilians so it begs the question, Was it worth it? It’s a question not allowed in Poland because of course it was worth it! Any price is worth it, fighting for honor and country and especially the Nazis and Russians (who waited quietly across the river until it ended 63 days later). You say your grandmother went out for bread one day and the Germans rounded up her and 50 other people, lined them up against a wall and shot the retaliation for the Home Army assassinating a German officer? So what? She is forever commemorated in one of those plaques around the city where innocent people were shot. She gave her life for her country. No, she didn’t. All she wanted was bread to feed her children. Shut up and take the glory. But I digress. In response, Hitler ordered the Warsaw to be razed to the ground which resulted in 90% of the city destroyed.
So next time you’re in Warsaw and you say, What an ugly building!, remember they desperately needed housing after the war and built it up as quickly as possible. And the next time you say, What a gorgeous building! you should also ask, How did it survive the war?
Consequently, this date is commemorated every year. At 5 pm, sirens start blaring, people stop whatever they’re doing even stopping their cars and give a minute’s silence in quiet reflection. Very moving. That is, until this government came to power.
The day has changed and I don’t know when. Maybe I was out of the country in past years or maybe they just sprung it on the public pretending it’s always been that way. Or should have been this way if it weren’t for all the Commies in power since WWII, aren’t you glad we are here to reclaim our rightful place in history as the only country to have fought back and the world has totally ignored our sacrifice so we’ll show them? Cut to violins or at least one of Chopin’s depressing pieces. So imagine my surprise when I see three weeks’ worth of documentaries, movies and interviews on the Uprising on state-run TV. One week before, one week during and one week after. No incident is too minor, no character too obscure, too young or too old, too dead or too alive to be remembered, venerated and dragged into the limelight to produce an hour program about it. You say you heard this all before. You can’t repeat it enough. You can’t show enough flags or sing enough patriotic songs. You say everyone is on vacation? That’s not our audience. Our audience is the young, the poor, the bitter and the gullible. Or as Bob Dylan wrote in his masterpiece, Chimes of Freedom:
Tolling for the rebel, tolling for the rake
Tolling for the luckless, the abandoned an’ forsaked
Tolling for the outcast, burnin’ constantly at stake
An’ we gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashing.
And here is the real shocker. A huge parade is the culminating event on the day. Among the many marchers are, ready?- the neo-Nazis!!!!!!!
Yes, yes, yes, you read that right. Remember, this is the day where people memorialize the destruction of a city by the Nazis by having Nazis march in the street 73 years later. I’ll give you a moment to wrap that around your mind.
Remember this when you think of Nazis in Virginia.The reality, from America to Ukraine is far more frightening.
And for effect, I suggest you read this post while listening to this….