An Unusual Sunday Post - The Axe Forgets; the Tree Remembers - Real Life

Mar 27, 2022 14:57


The Axe Forgets but the Tree Remembers - Ukraine and Poland

The missiles and the bombs continue to fall. The spokespeople speak, the newscasters analyze, and the pundits make statements to claim their ten minutes of fame accumulated over multiple sound bites. The photographers have it harder - their documents and fame require in-person experience ( Read more... )

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aearwen2 March 27 2022, 23:36:22 UTC
What is there to say but, "Yup. This."

Well done.

Consider yourself hugged VERY tightly.

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engarian March 29 2022, 13:48:22 UTC
Thanks, my dear friend. It's the other side of the mirror for me, when I think of Ukraine and Poland.

- Erulisse (one L)

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seaivy March 27 2022, 23:41:59 UTC
my heart is with you!!
it's not personal for me but images still haunt me
i feel the pain in those photos

the wife of an associate was the daughter of holocaust
survivors and lost family

how can we ever forget?
it was not so long ago
there are those of us - young though we might have been - who remember it as it was present to us
and the photos make what we have only childhood memories of adult talk very real

how can Europe in particular forget?

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engarian March 29 2022, 13:49:32 UTC
Europe (as most people and areas) practices selective blindness. It's a survival mechanism that comes into play for people and for governments. Not good, but understandable.

- Erulisse (one L)

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adoptedwriter March 28 2022, 00:46:44 UTC
Hugs. What’s going on is horrifying. We are sadly reliving much of the past only with more technology which is extra scary.

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engarian March 29 2022, 13:50:05 UTC
True that. The extra scary part too.

- Erulisse (one L)

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marlawentmad March 28 2022, 02:32:31 UTC
Thank you for writing about that family history. The past and present often seem too close to comfort.

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engarian March 29 2022, 13:51:05 UTC
When it comes to these nations, they merge in my mind. I can't hear one without hearing the whispers of the other.

- Erulisse (one L)

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