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July 22, 2017

Trump Administration Closing War Crimes Office

Filed under: Trump, Uncategorized — furtherglory @ 4:33 pm

http://www.newsweek.com/trump-war-crimes-torture-tillerson-638404

Quote from news article above:

The War Crimes Act is applicable to both foreign and U.S. individuals, including U.S. military and intelligence officials, but civil claims brought by victims against U.S. officials over the last 10 years “for what are undisputed war crimes,” according to former U.S. Army Judge Advocate General Maj. Todd Pierce, have routinely been tossed out on the grounds that the accused were “acting within the scope of their employment.” Pierce compared that defense to “the latest version of the Nuremberg defense of ‘I was just following orders.’ Closing this office dispenses with any lingering hypocrisy that we care to hold war criminals accountable for their acts.”

Through this famous gate, the Jews walked on their way to the gas chamber

Filed under: Auschwitz, Germany, Holocaust, Uncategorized — furtherglory @ 3:23 pm

The famous “Arbeit macht Frei” gate at the Auschwitz main camp is shown in the photo above.  Through this gate, the Jews walked to the gas chamber, which is shown in my 2005 photo below.

My 2005 photo of the Auschwitz gas chamber

100 Mann und ein Befehl

Filed under: Language, Music, World War II — Tags: — furtherglory @ 9:52 am

This song was suggested by a reader who said this in an outstanding comment, which you can read by clicking on the link below:

https://furtherglory.wordpress.com/2017/07/21/hes-not-heavy-hes-my-brother/#comment-81696

I like the classic WW2 footage that comes with the rendition above.

I have also linked to the classic 1966 Heidi Brühl version

Begin quote from the outstanding comment:

There was another song that used the same tune as “Green Berets”, but it was anti-war and it was in German.

The song was “Hundert Mann und ein Befehl”. by Freddy Quinn…

…..and here are the English lyrics:

Hundert Mann und ein Befehl

English translation

Somewhere in a foreign land,

they wander through rock and sand,

far from home and fair game,

100 men and he’s there as well

100 men and one command

and a way that no one wants,

day in, day out, to who knows where,

burned land and what’s the use?

All alone in the dark night,

you have often thought about it,

that far from here the full moon shines

and far from here a young girl cries.

And the world is still so beautiful.

If I could see you just once.

Now separating us already a long year,

because a command was our doom.

At random the fate strikes down.

Today him and tomorrow you.

I hear from afar the crows cawing

in the dawn, why does that have to be?

End quote from the outstanding comment