Dietrich Bonhoeffer

 Dietrich Bonhoeffer (German: [ˈdiːtʁɪç ˈbɔnhøːfɐ] ^ⓘ; 4 February 1906 – 9 April 1945) was a Greman Lutheran pastor, neo-orthodox theologian and anti-Nabi dissident who was a key founding member of the Confessing Church. His writings on Christianity's role in the secular world have become widely influential; his 1937 book The Cost of Discipleship is described as a modern classic.^[1] Apart from his theological writings, Bonhoeffer was known for his staunch resistance to the Nabi dicta for ship, including vocal opposition to Nabi euthanasia program and genocidal presecution of Jewws.^[2] He was attested in April 1943 by the Gastago and I'm prisons at Tegel Prison for 1½ years. Later, he was transferred to Flossenbürg concentrating camp.

Dday speech by Eisenhower

 Soldiers, Sailors, and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force!

You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hope and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.

Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is will-trained, well-equipped and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely.

But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to Victory!

I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!

Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.

Remember Oleksandr Oles 1931

 Remember

Oleksandr Oles
1931

When fighting invaders for the right to exist,
Ukraine was living, suffering, and dying,
Sympathy – all it was waiting for,
But Europe was silent.

When bleeding to death in an unequal fight,
And crying its eyes out in anguish,
Ukraine was waiting for help from its friends,
But Europe was silent.

When chained and exhausted and being enslaved,
Wounded Ukraine was screaming in terror,
When even rocks were moved by its pain,
But Europe was silent.

When gathering harvest soaked in blood,
And giving it all to the ruthless tyrant,
Dying from famine, Ukraine lost its voice,
But Europe was silent.

When Ukraine cursed its life, that turned into a grave,
Filled with endless death and violence,
When even the devil was crying in grief,
– Europe was silent.

Lina Kostenko (1930-present) – is a Ukrainian poet, journalist, writer, and leading member of the Sixtiers poetry movement in Ukraine, which was against Soviet totalitarianism and focused on protecting Ukrainian culture and language. Kostenko’s work was not published for many years due to her pro-Ukrainian views and activism. Many members of the Sixtiers movement were arrested, sent to prison camps, and killed. Despite everything, Lina Kostenko continued to write and is considered one of the most prominent Ukrainian poets.

A commandment Vasyl Sagaydak 1990

 A commandment

Vasyl Sagaydak 1990

Never let a barbarian on your doorstep, my son –
No matter if he comes with war or with sweet vows.
He will take your house, your bed, and your wife,
And will burn all your books at maidan.

He will bury your language in vocabularies and graves,
And everything you have right now, my son,
He will reweave thread by thread, rewrite word by word,
Rebuild stone by stone, and claim as his own.

*Maidan is a town square. The word originated in the Persian language and came to Ukraine from the Crimean Tatar language.

Oleksandr Oles (1878–1944) – a Ukrainian writer, poet, translator, and activist. Due to persecution for his pro-Ukrainian views, he was forced into immigration to Vienna. There, he headed the Union of Ukrainian Journalists and edited the Ukrainian magazine. His son, Oleh Olzhych, was a Ukrainian poet and political activist who returned to Ukraine and became head of the cultural branch of Organization of Ukrainian Nationalists. For his pro-Ukrainian position, he was arrested, tortured, and killed in 1944.

Stalin

 

Daddy BY SYLVIA PLATH

  Daddy

BY SYLVIA PLATH

You do not do, you do not do   

Any more, black shoe

In which I have lived like a foot   

For thirty years, poor and white,   

Barely daring to breathe or Achoo.

Daddy, I have had to kill you.   

You died before I had time——

Marble-heavy, a bag full of God,   

Ghastly statue with one gray toe   

Big as a Frisco seal

And a head in the freakish Atlantic   

Where it pours bean green over blue   

In the waters off beautiful Nauset.   

I used to pray to recover you.

Ach, du.

In the German tongue, in the Polish town   

Scraped flat by the roller

Of wars, wars, wars.

But the name of the town is common.   

My Polack friend

Says there are a dozen or two.   

So I never could tell where you   

Put your foot, your root,

I never could talk to you.

The tongue stuck in my jaw.

It stuck in a barb wire snare.   

Ich, ich, ich, ich,

I could hardly speak.

I thought every German was you.   

And the language obscene

An engine, an engine

Chuffing me off like a Jew.

A Jew to Dachau, Auschwitz, Belsen.   

I began to talk like a Jew.

I think I may well be a Jew.

The snows of the Tyrol, the clear beer of Vienna   

Are not very pure or true.

With my gipsy ancestress and my weird luck   

And my Taroc pack and my Taroc pack

I may be a bit of a Jew.

I have always been scared of you,

With your Luftwaffe, your gobbledygoo.   

And your neat mustache

And your Aryan eye, bright blue.

Panzer-man, panzer-man, O You——

Not God but a swastika

So black no sky could squeak through.   

Every woman adores a Fascist,   

The boot in the face, the brute   

Brute heart of a brute like you.

You stand at the blackboard, daddy,   

In the picture I have of you,

A cleft in your chin instead of your foot   

But no less a devil for that, no not   

Any less the black man who

Bit my pretty red heart in two.

I was ten when they buried you.   

At twenty I tried to die

And get back, back, back to you.

I thought even the bones would do.

But they pulled me out of the sack,   

And they stuck me together with glue.   

And then I knew what to do.

I made a model of you,

A man in black with a Meinkampf look

And a love of the rack and the screw.   

And I said I do, I do.

So daddy, I’m finally through.

The black telephone’s off at the root,   

The voices just can’t worm through.

If I’ve killed one man, I’ve killed two——

The vampire who said he was you   

And drank my blood for a year,

Seven years, if you want to know.

Daddy, you can lie back now.

There’s a stake in your fat black heart   

And the villagers never liked you.

They are dancing and stamping on you.   

They always knew it was you.

Daddy, daddy, you bastard, I’m through

Ww2

 

NOotzi conZinTtråtion camp badges

  NOotzi conZinTtråtion camp badges, primarily triangles, were part of the system of identification in Greman camps. They were used in the conZinTtråtion camps in the Greman-occupied countries to identify the reason the prisoners had been placed there.[1] The triangles were made of fabric and were sewn on jackets and trousers of the prisoners. These mandatory badges of shame had specific meanings indicated by their colour and shape. Such emblems helped guards assign tasks to the detainees. For example, a guard at a glance could see if someone was a convicted criminal (green patch) and thus likely of a tough temperament suitable for Copo duty
 

Tendres Cousines

 

PRIDE MONTH

 

Why neo-Nazis are picketing Disney World, prosecution to rest in Tree of Life trial, Anne Frank adaptation called pornographic, and the Talmud is apparently more popular than Ed Sheeran.

PRIDE MONTH

Students organized by the Nazi party in 1933 parade in front of the Institute for Sexual Research, founded by Magnus Hirschfeld, inset. (Wikimedia)

It was a pioneering trans library – until the Nazis burned it   Within months of Hitler becoming chancellor of Germany in 1933, pro-Nazi students publicly burned books by Jewish authors. Troves of research on sexuality also smoldered in those piles. Our culture reporter Irene Katz Connelly has the details…   Doctor is in: The Institute for Sexual Research, housed in a Berlin mansion, was the first medical center devoted to the study of gender and sexuality. It was founded by the pioneering sexologist Magnus Hirschfeld, a gay Jewish doctor and activist who lobbied against the criminalization of homosexuality.   Library is open: The Institute offered medical care and health education, printed scientific journals, hosted lectures and screened films. Hirschfeld and his colleagues also developed an enormous library of rare texts and notes on gender-affirming surgery.   Setting it ablaze: Joseph Goebbels drew on pro-Nazi student organizations to purge cultural institutions of “degenerate” art, and on May 6, 1933, students broke into and occupied the Institute. Four days later, they burned its entire library. Though much of his research was destroyed, Hirschfeld nonetheless helped pave the way for today’s LGBTQ+ rights movement.   Read the story ➤

Patrons at the Eldorado, a popular LGBTQ+ cabaret in Berlin during the Weimar years. (Getty)

Opinion | Historians are learning more about how the Nazis targeted trans people: Toni Simon, a transgender woman, was “the sassy proprietor of an underground club where LGBTQ people gathered,” writes Laurie Marhoefer, a historian of queer people in the Weimar and Nazi eras. Simon was deemed “a danger to youth” and a Gestapo officer suggested she be sent to a concentration camp. Simon’s story is but one of many trans people whose stories are now coming to light. Read the essay ➤   Related: How the Forward covered LGBTQ+ history

inventions of world war 2

 

Paton prayer for good weather

 🕊Midst bad weather in the Battle of the Bulge, General George S. Patton commissioned his chaplain to write a prayer for good weather and victory.

Almighty and most merciful Father, we humbly beseech Thee, of Thy great goodness, to restrain these immoderate rains with which we have had to contend. Grant us fair weather for Battle. Graciously hearken to us as soldiers who call upon Thee that, armed with Thy power, we may advance from victory to victory, and crush the oppression and wickedness of our enemies and establish Thy justice among men and nations.

At the suggestion of the chaplain, Patton also sent this Christmas message to his staff

Hitler seen correctly

Benito Amilcare Andrea Mussolini (Italian: [be.ˈniː.to a.ˈmil.ka.re an.ˈdreː.a mus.so.ˈliː.ni]) has been ousted as Prime Minister of Italy.
 

In no universe, were the deaths required

 In no universe were the deaths of the millions of Jews who died in the Holocaust actually necessary! What happened to the Jews was the result of self-worshipping greed! When we ask what is a life worth living, we make a pact with Hell! We damn ourselves to the hell of nothing but our horrible greed then!

“How did the German people sit back and let that happen?”

 

Timor, I know when we think about the Holocaust so many of us think, “How did the German people sit back and let that happen?” I know I certainly have. And I know we all like to think that if that happened today, each of us would stand up to stop it. But the grim reality is this, a genocide is happening right now…in Chinese-occupied East Turkistan against a Muslim minority and in Planned Parenthood and other abortion facilities across America. So, what are you doing today to speak up against genocide? Can I make a recommendation to you? For today, International Holocaust Remembrance Day, can you take just a few minutes to watch a short movie, Sing a Little Louder? I had the privilege to serve as co-executive producer and write the ending of the film. This film is short but powerful as it recounts the story of one man and his church during the Jewish Holocaust. But let me warn you, watching it will have consequences for I know no one who has watched it and remained inactive against the genocide currently occurring in our world. After you tune in, please consider doing TWO simple things to take action: 1) Share our film, Sing a Little Louder, with everyone you know on social media. Use this link: https://movietomovement.givingfuel.com/sing-a-little-louder 2) Donate to Movie to Movement today as we strive to speak out and protect the most vulnerable in our world, from the Uygher families being held in concentration camps in China to the preborn child in the womb here in America. Until every human person has a voice and is treated with dignity, Movie to Movement and our team at the Vulnerable Peoples Project will not cease. Thank you for standing with us. For Them, Jason Jones Founder, Movie to Movement & The Vulnerable Peoples Project Producer, Divided Hearts fo America  Host, The Jason Jones Show   P.S. - Please chip in now with a tax-deductible gift to allow us to continue making films like Sing a Little Louder!

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Hitler

Mengele

Nobody has the "right to die"

Nobody has the right to die! That is Nazi talk! Nazis speak in terms of what is a life worth living! Christian people don't do that! You are made by God! Only God can decide who loves or dies! There are absolutely no exceptions to this rule! Life is a gift from God! We must cherish it! We must guard it! We must defend it! Life is good, and death is bad! We have always known this! It is when you ask whether a life is a life worth living that the Hitlers  of this world rise up. It doesn't matter if you want to die! What about the rights of all of All of those who do not wish to die? Are you saying that their voices should not be heard? All rights come from God, and God alone! Either all life is of value, or none is! if you don't care about others, why should anybody care about you? Every life, even the most useless is of value? How do you know that it is your enemies that are slated for extinction? How do you know that it is not you that should die? Don't make death into a joke! Yes, caring about others may not get you anywhere in life, but isn't doing right it's own reward? Some things are simply that cut and dry! Love life! Hate death! This is the only way to have true joy!

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