Wednesday, February 18, 2015

If a Hitler imprisoned my grandchild, could he hope to be liberated by the Americans, like my father was?

I ask this because:

Seeing the number of safety instruction posted on the pool where I live in Maryland.

Hearing rumors about sport-teams being sued for allowing players to take risks

Seeing, in the Home of the Brave, how they are using sissy bank regulations, which require banks to hold more equity when lending to “the risky” than when lending to “the safe”.

And seeing the development of the taste for drones... and distaste for boots on the ground.

I have enough reasons to get nervous about America, slowly but surely, getting to be too risk-adverse for its, and for ours, the rest of the world's, own good.

June 1940, my father was on that train which carried polish prisoners and which was the first train to arrive to Auschwitz. He had the number 245 stamped on his arm for the rest of his life. In April 1945, 70 years ago, he was liberated from Buchenwald, by American boots on the ground.