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Ignoring history

As 21st-century Americans, we have a lot of our own history to look back on.  We should also look back at important events in world history.  Ignoring that history can create a troubling scenario.

I’m especially troubled by people who have ignored the reality of world history during the 20th century.  Especially people who ignore what happened to Europe during the 1930s and 1940s and make declarations like “Hitler was right.”

The recent upsurge in antisemitism, probably related to actions taken by Israel’s current government, may play a role.  But applauding the actions of a monster like Hitler totally ignores what really happened.

Hitler’s Nazi government transformed most of Europe, both before and during World War II, evoking almost incredible depths of cruelty and destruction.  The Holocaust systematically killed millions of European Jews in an overwhelmingly evil plan that still shocks us today.  But we should remember that the Holocaust was only part of the cruel and destructive Nazi regime.  Hitler wasn’t just about killing Jews.  He went on to kill millions of people in every occupied country in Europe, as well as tens of thousands killed in the London blitz.  And we should add to this number the estimated 21 to 25 million members of the military killed in combat during World War II.  Tens of millions more were wounded.

One early example of the damage done to so much of Europe appeared on my TV the other night.  Searching for something to watch, I clicked on Netflix, which offered me the chance to see a 2016 film, “Anthropoid.”  The Netflix blurb said that the film involved Czech patriots opposed to the Nazis, and it starred engaging actors like Cillian Murphy and Jamie Dornan.  I decided to take a chance on it.

As the film begins, the audience learns about the Munich Agreement, the attempted appeasement of Hitler in September 1938, which allowed the Nazis to take over much of a hitherto-independent country, Czechoslovakia, without firing a shot. The audience can watch newsreel coverage of British Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain waving the piece of paper that allowed that to happen. The film goes on to feature seven brave Czechs who, following the orders of the Czech resistance based in London, parachuted into their home country to fight the Nazis who had taken over Czechoslovakia. 

The film focuses on two of these parachutists, played by Murphy and Dornan, who were given the mission called “Anthropoid” to assassinate Nazi General Reinhard Heydrich.  Heydrich, the top Nazi in Prague, ran a ruthless and brutal campaign against Czechs who resisted the Nazis.

In the film, these two loyal Czechs (named Jan and Josef) endure tremendous stress as they prepare for their task.  Along with brave women and men living in Prague who help them, they finally succeed at assassinating Heydrich.  The reprisals happen immediately.

While Jan and Josef are hunted, many others in the resistance are rounded up and massacred.  The film reveals that about 5,000 Czechs were killed in retaliation.  An entire village, Lidice, was wiped out.

I won’t reveal what ultimately happens to Jan and Josef and the other parachutists.  But I’ll add that I found much of the film almost unwatchable.  Because it clearly demonstrates the cruelty of the Nazi regime under Hitler, some scenes were terribly difficult to watch. I fast-forwarded through these scenes as well as I could. (Not easy to do with streaming.)

I’ve visited Prague myself, and I know that the Jewish population there was devastated by the Nazis.  But there is no mention of Jews throughout this film. Its focus is on the cruelty suffered by the brave Czech patriots whose story it tells.

This film is a potent reminder of recent world history. If we don’t ignore this history, and we honestly look at what happened to Europe under the Nazis, we can see how much of Europe, including Germany itself, was almost irreparably damaged.  Let’s remember that local populations were terrified by their Nazi occupiers, with only a few people brave enough to fight in the resistance–at least until V-E Day in April 1945, when the Allies finally freed Europe from Nazi cruelty.

The vivid story told in “Anthropoid” makes clear how vital it is to pay attention to history. Its story is a cautionary tale, serving as a warning for us today.  If we look back at the ruthless pursuit of cruelty in the Nazi era, we can learn to watch for signs of cruelty as they occur in our own time.  These signs are appearing in our country more and more frequently.  And as author Timothy Snyder writes in On Tyranny: “We are no wiser than the Europeans who saw democracy yield to…Nazism…. Our one advantage is that we might learn from their experience.”

And we must, like the Czech patriots in “Anthropoid,” screw up our courage and oppose them.  At the ballot box if nowhere else.

For Father’s Day: A Coronation to Remember

The U.K.’s Queen Elizabeth has been front and center lately.  Between an awkward state visit by the U.S. president in early June and the colorful celebration of her 93rd birthday a short time later, she has recently occupied a lot of media attention.

But the Queen has a long history in the minds of the American public.  I first heard about her when I was growing up in Chicago and she ascended the throne after the sudden death of her father, King George VI.

The brilliant Netflix TV series, “The Crown” (which I’ve recently caught up with on DVD), has revived my memories of the early tenure of the Queen.  One particular episode in Season I immediately caught my attention.  At the beginning of this episode, “Smoke and Mirrors,” the young Princess Elizabeth helps her father prepare for his coronation in 1937 (following the abdication of his brother, Edward VIII).

The extreme closeness between father and daughter is demonstrably clear.

The story moves on to the preparation for Elizabeth’s own coronation in 1953.  By this time, her husband, the Duke of Edinburgh (dubbed Prince Philip in 1957), has assumed a significant role in her life.  He insists upon orchestrating the coronation itself, choosing to bring “the modern world” into it.

His efforts to “democratize” the ceremony leads to a shocking innovation: televising it.  He proposes that television cameras capture all of the pomp and circumstance in Westminster Abbey.  This move is unthinkable for many who had long served the royal family.  One of the holdovers from the past calls the prospect of televising the coronation an “unconscionable vulgarization.”

But even despite the opposition of Winston Churchill, the Duke finally gets his wife’s approval, and the new queen’s coronation is broadcast on black-and-white TV for all the world to see.

This splendid episode on “The Crown” has special relevance for me.  As I watched the story unfold, I was brought back to June 1954, when a color version of the coronation was showing as a film in a movie theater in Chicago.  For some reason I can’t recall, my father was in charge of me one day.  He decided that we would go together to see the film at the theater in downtown Chicago.

This was a memorable event for me.  I adored my father, but he usually devoted more attention to my older sister than to me.  I was the little sister who, on road trips, was relegated to sitting in the back seat with my mother while my sister sat in the front seat next to Daddy.

It’s not surprising that my father could communicate more readily with my sister, who was two years ahead of me in school.  Although both of us were voracious readers (stunning our local public-library staff by how quickly we zipped through countless books), my sister was probably reading at a somewhat higher level and understood more about the world than I did at that time.

Following a similar pattern, Elizabeth was the older daughter in her family, and if the opening of “Smoke and Mirrors” accurately portrays her relationship with her father, he paid more attention to her and depended more on her than on his younger daughter, Margaret.

As the younger daughter in my family, every hour I could spend with my father when the two of us spent it alone was more memorable than those we also shared with my sister and mother.

That’s why seeing the color film of Elizabeth’s coronation with Daddy became one of my most treasured memories.  Going downtown and plunging into a darkened movie theater in the middle of the day with my father, but no other member of the family, was extraordinary.

When Daddy died later that year, I was staggered by losing him.  As I grew older, it became increasingly clear that our afternoon watching Elizabeth crowned in Westminster Abbey was an afternoon I’d never forget.

As we celebrate Father’s Day this year, I recall once again how lucky I was to have that golden time with him and him alone.