Wilson Wilson
Bluelighter
true true WIlson. i don't mean no disrespect to those guys, i just think it comes across as a bit brexity these days and it doesn't sit well with my dad. so, his dad was rounded up for katyn massacre, escaped off the train. all his mates told him not to cos he'd get shot. they got shot. he survived, took 2 years to cross europe as a fugitive from the soviets and reported back to the polish army when it was based in London cos poland didn't actually exist at that time. he then won the virtuti miltari, the polish equivalent to the victoria cross. that was in the battle of the falaise gap, also known as hill 262 or corridor of death (i believe its a level in some version off call of duty). this battle was instrumental in the success of the DDay landings because it cut off a large amount of the german army. so i understand the sacrifices that people made, he never recovered, he was an alcoholic and gambling addict for the rest of his life.
my grandmother ended up on her own in krakow as a young teenager after her mum was taken by the stasi for black market trading (only way you could really surive at that time), her dad was already off fighting at the front. she made her way to the UK across europe to a family friend who was supposed to help her. she arrived in this country not owning the clothes on her back. she was sexually abused by her protector and ended up a prostitute and addicted to stimulants to keep herself slim for the rest of her life. at the end of the war, she went to find her mum at Belsen. her mum had survived the death march to belsen (i forget the name of the first camp she was sent to), quickly contracted TB and had her last rites read to her twice. my grandmother spent 2 days looking through bodies desperately trying to find her mum, and eventually forced herself into a hut she'd been told no one was in. it was a psychiatric hut and my great grandmother was in a catatonic state.
my grandparents, despite their personal horrors during the war, were never made to feel welcome in this country. my grandfather couldn't go back to soviet poland because according to the soviets he was supposed to be buried in the katyn forest with the other 22k polish officers, academics, etc. so i will pay my respects to them and everyone else who sacrificed, especially poles who lost a full fifth of their countrymen then were sold out by roosevelt, churchill and stalin at yalta, but i can forgive my dad for feeling that its a bit hollow when we as a country could have actually treated his parents and his country with respect while they were alive.
i got out of my mums volunteering by being asleep.
That's really sad and I absolutely understand your feelings given that history. I agree that, especially given what we were fighting for, we should have been treating refugees from Nazi and Soviet occupied countries with respect and doing what we could to help them. Particularly given that, after WWII, we were actively encouraging immigrants to come over due to heavy losses during the war.
And certainly I doubt many people would defend Stalin either, given he literally killed more people than Hitler, but then ultimately the Soviets played a big part in defeating the Nazis as well.
History is a big bloody mess (literally) and things are rarely black and white I guess is what I take from everything. At least those fucking Nazis were defeated.