Good and evil are objectively identifiable objects, concepts and truths.
Tomorrow is the 64th anniversary of Operation Overlord, the greatest amphibious assault (against a defended coast too) ever attempted.
I don’t think there will be much remembering of this fact – even in those parts of the MSM which (a) use print rather than shallow and sensationally-presented Wireless Tele Vision, and (b) still manage to print magnificently-written and researched military obituaries. It’s amazing that any of these grand old chaps and ladies (sometimes) are still with us, as the great conflicts of the 20th Century pass out of living memory and into lore.
Because freedom is right (we know we are right) and tyranny is wrong (they know who they are, and they know they are wrong also, but they are evil so they keep quite about that one); and because humans ought to be allowed to live free; free of constant threatening and violent reminders of the existence of barbarian warlord-creeds – which purport to treat them as farm-animals or other identifiable groups as in the left wing fascist canon – it was necessary for the Anglosphere plus its friendly or else embattled associates to go to war for an idea.
Not “for oil” (go home and eat dog-poo, you Bush-haters and other snivelling little West-bashing lefties, “911-truthers” and saddos – why don’t you all just pack up and live somewhere else and stop bullying us?)
Nor “for power/preserving the British Empire” (eat some more, you British teachers who believe the source-interpretations given in the “Nationalised Curriculum” for “Modern History Syllabus B.)
But simply because some really really wrong stuff was going on, would get worse if not stopped, and therefore ought to be stopped. I do NOT specifically single out the Nazis’ hijacking of Germany and thr German People here, although the Nazi junta’s actions in Poland were the proximal cause of the resumption of the World War (1752 to…???) in 1939. These are the right reasons for prosecuting a war, and may involve no direct national interest. That is why I have always been in favour of going to war in Iraq in 1990 and in 2003, and I have never failed to disagree strongly with some – often in the Libertarian Alliance itself, who speak eloquently against this involvement. It’s a pity that Blair lied about the justification, but it does not make our war wrong – still less “illegal”. (Who defines the “legality” of a war or otherwise, anyway? And…I notice always that no leftwing or fascist regime has in modern times been kangaroo’d as guilty of an “illegal war”. Why? DISCUSS…)
But anyway, back to D-Day. Until a decade or two ago, I remember even town-scale processions of what my old father used to call “the poor old chaps”, looking anything but wretched in their pressed trousers, dark blazers heavy with medals, and their various uniform hats, proudly carrying battle-honours, and usually accompanied by their chums in wheelchairs. The point about these processions and ceremonies is that they naturally and inevitably got smaller and thinner as the years went by. Chaps die, or they get frailer, or being old soldiers they just fade away – so we are told. The commemoration of Remembrance Sunday still has great gravity since it recalls a mostly voluntary sacrifice of previously undreamt-of scale by Free Peoples, but it too will pass out of living and into folk memory, one day.
Now, schoolchildren in England do not even learn about D-Day specifically, how enormous and co-ordinated an undertaking it was, what the objectives were, and why it was necessary. I once marked an essay in which a boy had written “At the end of 1945 Hitler invaded Britain and Churchill was voted out of office.” There is little or no mention of D-Day in the official “Syllabus” except for a “learning objective” that “Nazi Germany was defeated in May 1945 by the USSR with help from across the Atlantic by the USA.” Britain seems ot be out of it – even the phrase “unsinkable aircraft carrier”, which is crude but apposite – is missing. “Sources” include accounts of the US troops greeting Russians at Torgau, and a long clip from the beginning of “Saving Private Ryan“, showing the initial chaos of the Omaha beach landings, which all these sensitive (many are!) teenagers are forced to watch, in horror – as some tell me much later.
Two things are happening at once really. Firstly, a great, noble and altruistically-conceived task, of titanic proportions, is dying out of living memory; this is inevitable and cannot be stopped. Secondly, important aspects of the conflict of which it was a major part are being re-written to suit the modern left-fascist-Statist political instruction agenda.
If this was the USSR and it was alive today (perhaps it is) then 6th June 1944 would be celebrated with all-day-wall-2-wall television about the glorious exploits of the “People’s Army”. There would be parades of entirely inappropriate rockets and missiles, on tractors of vast proportions, driving in droves, and in ever-increasing numbers. Huge phalanxes of identically-visaged goose-steppers would bootjack past a saluting-base containing waxworks of those politburo members most recently dead, or even older.
Nobody, absolutely nobody, would be allowed to forget what it was about. Ever.
In contrast, I predict that when I am an old man, people will buy plastic poppies, and strange greeting cards also with poppies on them, to wera or send on about the second week of November. A date will be agreed by the companies such as Hallmark Cards, against which to “sell into” the “key accounts” such as Clinton Cards, Tesco etc. Nothing wrong in that. People then will solemnly send them to each other, not quite knowing why the tradition began – a bit like Christmas and Easter really.
The “gift of forgetting” is what liberal civilisations have for their people – still, even in this one which is rapidly sliding down the drain into the cesspool of police-stateness. It means you are not permanently tormented and trumpeted at, about the “great leaps forward by the People”, against capitalist and fascist-bourgeois (isn’t that a contradiction in terms or have I misread my Eagleton and my Gramsci?) oppression. People (not “The People”) are free to pursue more personal and more pressing concerns. Big state stuff just, well, fades away.
No, D-Day will not be widely remembered tomorrow, or probably on any anniversary much after that. The few remaining chaps who took part will shortly join their chums, in wherever it is that old chums like to think they go to, to be together again. Long after, strange, slightly creepy acreages of Northern France, overgrown with ivy and self-seeded brushwood, will be found to contain ordered rows of crumbling gravestones indicating what appear to be human remains. The inscriptions will be all-but-unreadable.
British schoolchildren will learn that the pre-EU European nationalist War of 1939-45 was fought between nationalist/monarchists who ground the faces of The People on the one hand, and republican/Europeans on the other, to decide whether the NHS and “Schools-n-Hospitals” should be set up.
But I wanted to say a bit about D-Day anyway.