WWII IN COLOR

You need to see this series at least twice to realize the magnitude of it. Look at WWII. What comes to mind? How do you see the war? Black and white.

Save the famous flag raising in the Pacific, this war has been viewed in black and white. It was a black and white war. Good fought evil. We saved the world.

How much difference does color make? A lot. No longer is WWII a grandiose crusade. No longer is it an epic holy war. Now, it is a personal tale. No longer shades of grey, a thousand brilliant hues explode on screen. The war is closer than ever. The men who fought and died are not distant memories. They are grandfathers and great uncles. They saved the world.

Every Tomorrow owes its existence to Yesterday. Everything that we are and ever will be is because of WWII. All that we have has come from that war. Our world is the aftermath of that greatest struggle.

WWII was an epic. It was a good war. It was a clean war. It was a simple war.

The American Civil War was one of chivalry. Two children played their games. WWI was the adolescence of warfare, searching for adulthood. In WWII, we were young men. The world was at our footstep. The wind was in our hair. We flew. We swam. We marched. We soared.

We split the atom.

We killed countless innocents.

We saved the world.

The words of those who lived through these events come alive. You will shiver when you hear the description of the Nazi wolf pack. You will cry when you hear of the knife of light over Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Never have the victories been greater. Never have the horrors been more disheartening and appalling.

Never before has WWII been so close, so personal, so immediate, so intimate. Those brave men who died in the hedgerows or Europe, the deserts or Africa, and waters of the Pacific saved the world.

WWII is not ancient history.


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Peter Tatara
2.25.2000

Dairy Farmers For Quebec's Independence