D Day anniversary

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Well, it's good to see my post got an instant reaction ;)

I stand by my comment. This country is backwards looking. As long as it continues the country will decline.

Oh, and as far as remembering what that outrageous dictator did, so it doesn't happen again goes...
Just look across the Atlantic to the fascist who cherry picked the "best bits" out of Hitlers doctrine and is now running the world. From the seat of the so-called 'cradle of democracy'.

The problem with living in the past is not only do you lose sight of the future, you invite to be forgotten, and are destined to make the same mistakes.
If you really think D Trump is a fascist I suggest a trip to Auschwitz.
 
Just an unimaginable sacrifice that young men and the country as a whole made.

My grandad was a desert rat, so not in d-day, but fought for all 6 years of the war without coming back once.
He was a printer, not a soldier.

My mrs grandad was special forces, dropped behind enemy lines on d-day. A very dangerous mission.
He never spoke about it to anyone! Sold his medals.
She only learned this after extensive research and found the details in a book!
Thankfully his daughter, my mum in law) and sons are still alive to learn what their dad did

As someone said, all this was only a few generations ago. My nanna is 96 and lived through the war, its still in living memory.

Anyone asking why their is still an obsession with it needs to look at themselves.

Given how dangerous and divided the world is now and how we’re seeing the hints of fascism appear across the world, it’s never been more important to keep the horrors of the war fresh in our memory.

If we forget, it becomes even more likely we repeat what happened.

My grandad was in Burma in the ‘forgotten army’, he fought alongside the Gurkhas.

Sadly he passed away when I was very young but my mum and my nana told me he spent his entire life singing the praises of the Gurkhas saying they were the bravest people he ever met and didn’t get enough respect and credit in the war.

The war is full of these stories. People all around the world fighting for what was right.

I’m not sure people are so brave anymore. And lies and propaganda are much more easily spread.

I am genuinely quite scared for our future.
 
Given how dangerous and divided the world is now and how we’re seeing the hints of fascism appear across the world, it’s never been more important to keep the horrors of the war fresh in our memory.

If we forget, it becomes even more likely we repeat what happened.

My grandad was in Burma in the ‘forgotten army’, he fought alongside the Gurkhas.

Sadly he passed away when I was very young but my mum and my nana told me he spent his entire life singing the praises of the Gurkhas saying they were the bravest people he ever met and didn’t get enough respect and credit in the war.

The war is full of these stories. People all around the world fighting for what was right.

I’m not sure people are so brave anymore. And lies and propaganda are much more easily spread.

I am genuinely quite scared for our future.

There has pretty much always been wars, if we didn't have one in Europe we exported one.

People are buying Chinese electric vehicles because they don't like Musks values, critical thinking or just virtue signalling nonsense?

WW2 was a fight these brave "Conscripted" people could see and knew it had to be crushed, it's many times different from micro aggression driven mind fascism people are shouting from the rooftops.
 
Posted this elsewhere before but it's a good story that I like telling.
When I taught in London many years ago I took a school party to Normandy for a week. We did Bayeux, museums, seaside resorts, etc. and spent a day at the D-Day landing grounds and the Arromanches war cemetery. Most of the kids were respectful/awed but two scrotes pissed about in the cemetery so much I sent them back to the car park to wait by the coach. When we all got back they were both upset, one with a swollen cheek and the other with a fat lip. Turns out two of the old French gardeners tending the graves had seen how they'd behaved and followed them out before giving them each a slap. They demanded I go and complain and said they'd tell their parents. I went over to give the gardeners a bottle of Calvados to say thanks.

Aah, such delightful little mites some London school kids are! Rosy-cheeked water babies…
 

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