Last night, earlier this morning really, I attempted to fall asleep. The pain in my back raged and a cold pack soothed me. I slept for awhile, awoke, made coffee, then considered the collection of unfinished books gathered about my chair.
Stalingrad was the winner. I restarted it, as much to refresh my memory of what I had read so far of Vasily Grossman’s work. This is the epic novel of the epic battle that determined the outcome of that cluster of simultaneous wars that we call World War Two. Just as we cannot escape Sarajevo twenty eight years previous to this calamity, we live with this catastrophe even today.
Stalingrad, the battle, was fought by hundreds of thousands of ordinary people. Invading Germans, their Ukrainian Hiwis, ( Hilfswilliger), volunteer support troops, faced Russians and other ethnicities of the Soviet domain.
I think of Stalingrad today, nearly eighty years later, as Russians and Ukrainians face off , yet again. Not that far West, past the Don, are these eternal killing fields, where the Slavic world bleeds herself out.
Pick a side. Either one will do. Cheer on this ghoulish festival. Get bored eventually. Then go back to the NBA playoffs, or the NHL playoffs. Perhaps cricket in India is more to your liking. The deaths will continue, even after you’re bored.
Such a horrible shame it’s come to this. Thirty years ago, the world was riveted their TVs to watch the First Iraq war. Now we are so jaded it almost is an after thought.
I know. I just about puked when I saw Pelosi in Kyiv for a photo op.
Various peoples have been fighting over this same patch o’ dirt for eons. And when Putin and Zelenskyy are both dead and gone, a couple of scoundrels as disgusting as all the scoundrels who’ve preceded them will be killing over this. Ask me if this is worth a nuclear war.
slave sindee said:
for some reason some societies do not understand peace and love only a desire to dominate.
coming from a 60’s hippie of course. maybe if Putin & Zelenskyy sat down and smoked some weed with Snoop Dog, they would find some peace
In ‘Nam lots of guys smoked reefer. Didn’t always work.