In this post card setting, at the Hotel Royal in Evian Les Bains, in 1938, I sold you and you sold me.
The pretty boys, in their striped trousers, all came to the sparkling conference, to talk about the Jews.
“What a swell meet-up, old loves, great food and the wine–mia momma.”
My dearest Sher:
All the pretty boys, brought their pretty speeches to the conference. Their speeches were:
Evian Les Bains Conference, 1938, is, beyond reasoned debate, the singularly most important episode in the sad saga of the war in the western sector, yet it is virtually unknown today to anyone except very educated men, and to only a very few of us in that set–the entire slaughter of our people could have been prevented and the ones to blame are the Brits and the Americans.
Some of the smaller Benelux countries actually said OK and took some Jew refugees, but of course those countries were themselves over run when the storm came which made their kindheartedness no longer helpful or pertinent.
The conference lead, directly, to the Final Solution which is known to most, or rather, known for now, at any rate.
The Evian Conference provided a viable option to that solution and offered another instead.
It’s always been remarkable to me that the Jews somehow manage to smile, even in anticipation and direct experience of the horror upon horror unrelenting that has been their history since The Garden.
The West and the Americans, who could have effected an altogether different final solution, closed eyes and walked away.
We simply made pretty speeches, drank great wine, took the waters, had swell dinner parties and then, walked away, when Herr Hitler’s emissary called our bluff.
The German said this to us:
“We are going to get rid of the Jews. We are not kidding. We don’t care much how that gets done. It’s your call, pretty boys. If you striped pants guys are all upset about this–here’s a promise:
We will bring the Jews to the harbors and you pick them up and take them home with you if you love them so much as you say you do.”
The West, with tiny, brave exceptions, finished their wine and their dinners and…all ran away.
Another final solution ensued.
The German hated the Jew–he admitted it–publicly.
We were indifferent and hid our indifference under a cloak of engaged concern and lofty speeches.
In the Scripture, we see that Lazarus burnt in a hotter pit of Hell for his indifference than did the actively evil man.
I first read about this conference when I was 7 years old.
Knowledge of Evian resides, or rather resided, as it is soon to be forgotten altogether when my generation goes aloft, exclusively in the egg head classes, always a small group, and getting smaller by the day.
I get very annoyed by the many who say that Germany was just some freakish outlier respecting Her policies toward our people.
The attitudes of Germany respecting Jews was, and is, the universal attitude in all of Europe–and by lineal extension, all of America.
It is a convenient excuse to blame Germany and duck all blame everywhere else.
Apologists for Frank Roosevelt, a truly dreadful man, would say “well, we went to war with Hitler to stop this,”
But that is a lie–to Frank and the Americans, saving Jews was not even a consideration in the war.
A shame on us all. A blight on all men, this.
People need to know about this, but they’ll never be taught.
As real education in the West utterly collapses and the only thing anyone can think to say about the war at all is:
“Oh! my, my, Hitler killed the Jews,”
We are now left with an idiocy that permits all the others who were complicit and collusive to sail away Scot free and far worse yet, to play the hero for having saved what Jews were left from Hitler’s clutches.
Hitler and the Germans are convenient villains behind whom, all the other villains, now hide.
A blight on all of us.
Of course, for the striped trouser crowd, everything is OK
Everything is always OK
You and I know that everything is not OK and we remember the horrid cowardice and indifference of the West, Sher dear,
The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~Instead, the rich man ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally~~man to man~~
~~In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man~~
Finis Origine Pendet~
Rejoice and Glad!!
~The Original Angry Bird~~The Catholic University of America Screaming Red Cardinal Mascot~~
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