The Bright Red Line

Fellow-blogger Erik Hare, writing as Barataria, has written a thoughtful, honest post about the lessons of history as they relate to last Saturday’s tragedy in Charlottesville, Virginia. Please take a minute to read, as he has made his point far better than I could have. Thank you, Erik, for this post and permission to share.

Barataria - The work of Erik Hare

This weekend a line was crossed, a bright red line painted in the blood of over 400 thousand Americans who died to end the scourge of Nazism forever. Chanting “Blut und Broden”, or its easy translation, children with far more energy than sense attempted to define Americanism by what has been demonstrated and defined to be its exact opposite.

Like their apparent heroes, they are losers. But they having chosen the losing side of history for predictably bad reasons beyond a simple moral failure. Their inability to learn from history is a feature of a nation incapable of learning from history and thus in need to constantly redefine itself.

As much power as there is in constant redefinition, there is also a need for constant vigilance. History is calling us today. Millions of ghosts are watching us waiting for us to make the right decision.

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9 thoughts on “The Bright Red Line

  1. 6,000,000 Jewish people were exterminated as a result of Nazi extremism When Donald Trump sided with the alt right, violent extremists in his speech on Tuesday, in my opinion he became a legitimate threat to the safety of Jewish people in my own country.

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  2. I have said before, but will say it again at the risk of sounding boring, but there is a polarisation of minds going on.
    Not that I am religious, but the book of ‘Revelation (Apocalypse)’ has a passage at the end times prophesy that reads something like… And there shall be two in the fields, one shall be taken and the other will not.’ This is not a ‘rapture’ like taking (of the faithful) to Heaven, but rather a metering out of punishment to those who have done wrong.
    The very idea that it splits 50/50 and often between friends or living companions, suggests this polarisation in no uncertain terms. Whether religious or not… We are all headed down the same road. How we make that march, is entirely up to each individual!

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    • Quite so! We each stand for what we believe is right, I presume. But … do those who support white supremacy actually believe they are morally right, I wonder? Or do they know they are wrong, but it is what they want, so they convince themselves it is the right thing? Yes, the divide is so wide now that I cannot see it ever quite healing, and I have come to accept that it definitely won’t happen in my lifetime … which makes me incredibly sad. 😥

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  3. I wonder how many of those who marched under these flags of evil actually had family who fought and maybe died to end the very scourge their descendants support. I also wonder how many of the black people they hate so much had family who fought beside their own. In the cause of Freedom and in the name of America.
    Those black people have the right to stand under the names of the troops their family served in while those of the Neo Nazis do not. They bring no honour to their country.
    xxx Cwtch xxx

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    • You are so right, dearest David. The word ‘honour’ has taken on a whole new meaning in some circles. I used to wonder how long it takes to forget a lesson learned. I think we can now safely say, roughly 70-80 years. And think about that one … a generation … the last of those who actually fought in WWII, those who suffered the indignities at the hands of the Nazis … are dying off now. The horrors of the death camps, of seeing neighbors taken from their homes in the middle of the night, never to be heard from again … to this generation, perhaps those are all just stories. They do not have the same meaning to todays youth that they had to me in my youth, when I would listen to my grandparents speak in whispers of family members long since dead by the hand of the Nazis. I well remember the tattoo on my grandmother’s left arm that I traced with my small fingers, and my father’s tales of Dunkirk. Even though I was born 6 years after the end of WWII, I always felt, through the vivid re-tellings by my parents and grandparents, that I had actually lived through it. But generations after us … they do not have that same connection. Perhaps the stories, even if passed down, become old and tired and fail to inspire. I do not know …. but I do see that today we, as a nation, as a society, seem to have lost the value of the lessons of history. Thus, are we doomed to repeat the mistakes? Some days it would seem so.
      xxx Cwtch xxx

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