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To my left I suddenly see a woman. I can see her to this day and shall never forget it. She carries a bundle in her arms. It is a baby. She runs, she falls, and the child flies in an arc into the fire.
Suddenly, I saw people again, right in front of me. They scream and gesticulate with their hands, and then—to my utter horror and amazement—I see how one after the other they simply seem to let themselves drop to the ground. (Today I know that these unfortunate people were the victims of lack of oxygen.) They fainted and then burnt to cinders.
Insane fear grips me and from then on I repeat one simple sentence to myself continuously: “I don’t want to burn to death”. I do not know how many people I fell over. I know only one thing: that I must not burn.
— Margaret Freyer, survivor.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bombing_of_Dresden
Same response for Margaret, two good little NAZI’s who only had their fill of war when it finally came to their front door!
A good friend of the family was a child of Dresden, relocated to the hills above the town from which she watched it burn her whole family to death.
She married a G.I. I asked her once how people felt about Hitler back then. “Oh! He was great!”
Neither Germany nor Japan has forgotten the lesson of abject defeat. That’s what keeps the peace. It sucks, but don’t cower from what works. It’s THE AMERICAN WAY OF WINNING.