Hemingway salva Paris dos nazistas (ou pelo menos um bar...) - Is Paris Burning? by Larry Collins and Dominique Lapierre (Delanceyplace)

Um trecho deste extrato de Delanceyplace:    "His first act [was] to liberate the bar of the Hotel du Grand Veneur, a honeysuckle-covered inn favored by week­ending Parisians and their ladies. In the bar he had installed a case of hand grenades, a carbine, a bottle of the grateful owner's best cognac and a prewar Michelin road map on which he had already begun to plot the German positions in the neighborhood. To the FFI [French Forces of the Interior] who had started to drift into the hotel, Hemingway was 'mon capitaine.' By the time Paris was liberated, in one of the most rapid promotions in French military history, he would be 'mon general.'     Today's selection -- from Is Paris Burning? by Larry Collins and Dominique Lapierre.    In August of 1944, the Nazis were losing control of Paris, a city they had occupied since 1940. Aware that the U.S. Army was now marching across France, Parisians began occupying government buildings and putting up barricades. Berlin ordered two Panzer tank divisions south to Paris to "restore order in the city at any price." Hope now lay with the Americans, who were just 30 miles from Paris: "Two Panzer divisions ... were on their way south. [Generalfeldmarschall Walther Model] had only one sharp parting phrase [for Paris' commander General Dietrich von Choltitz]: 'Restore order in the city at any price.' "The streets of Paris which, a few hours earlier, had rung with the proud words 'Aux Barricades!' now echoed a more anguished cry, rising up from those first flimsy fortifications. It was 'The tanks are coming.' ... The Panzers that had given Adolf Hitler the key to Paris in 1940 swarmed again into the streets of the capital. ... "That evening brought the first drops of a new rainstorm and, along with it, a wild and welcome rumor. It buoyed up the spirits of the entire population of Paris. ... Playwright André Roussin set it down: 'A day begun in fear ends in hope,' he wrote. 'It seems the Americans are in Rambouillet. Tomorrow they will be in Paris.' At the village of Rambouillet, Col. David Bruce (left) OSS commander in the European Theater, Ernest Hemingway (center). "The Americans were indeed in Rambouillet, only 30 miles from Paris. ... Roussin had, however, some­what overestimated their number. There were three of them, and none of them had any real business being there. The first was a courtly Virginian named David Bruce, a colonel, the head of the OSS for France, whose capture would have afforded untrammeled delight to the Germans. The second was a jeep driver, a taciturn GI named 'Red' Pelkey, from West Virginia. The third was a war correspondent. True to a promise sworn long before, Ernest Hemingway was leading the United States press corps to Paris. "His first act [was] to liberate the bar of the Hotel du Grand Veneur, a honeysuckle-covered inn favored by week­ending Parisians and their ladies. In the bar he had installed a case of hand grenades, a carbine, a bottle of the grateful owner's best cognac and a prewar Michelin road map on which he had already begun to plot the German positions in the neighborhood. To the FFI [French Forces of the Interior] who had started to drift into the hotel, Hemingway was 'mon capitaine.' By the time Paris was liberated, in one of the most rapid promotions in French military history, he would be 'mon general.' "Sole liberators of this hunting preserve of the kings and presidents of France, and forty-eight hours ahead of the rest of the Allied armies, the trio found themselves saddled with an embarrassing problem: too many Germans. 'Every time we turned around,' Bruce found, 'one was crawling out of the woodwork to surrender.' Hemingway took away their pants and put them to work in the kitchen peeling potatoes for his growing band of FFI." To subscribe, please click here or text "nonfiction" to 22828.

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Ironias da Historia: nazistas retrataram um bebe judeu como perfeito representante da raca ariana...

Os nazistas foram perfeitos criminosos, seres indignos da Alemanha, ou simplesmente da "raça" humana.

Eles o foram por preconceito, aliás debilóide, estúpido, ignorante no mais alto grau, ao pretenderem dividir a humanidade em raças, muito embora certa ciência do século 19 também afirmasse a existência de raças.

Até aí, seria apenas preconceito. Mas os nazistas foram além: pretenderam escravizar "raças inferiores" e exterminar uma raça em especial, além de várias outras categorias de seres humanos que eles julgavam indignos de continuar vivendo.

Mao Tsé-tung e Stalin mataram muito mais, infinitamente mais, do que Hitler, inclusive aliados e supostos inimigos de classe, e por diversas outras motivações, mas eles o fizeram contra o seu próprio povo, em nome de projetos de engenharia social e atendendo a uma ideologia violenta, como é o marxismo e sua teoria da luta de classes.

Mas só Hitler, como poucos na história da humanidade, pretendeu eliminar radicalmente todo um povo, ou mesmo mais de um povo, talvez uma civilização inteira, como eram os judeus europeus. Foi um monstro, sem dúvida.

O fato de que os nazistas estúpidos tenham sido enganados por um dos representantes de um povo submetido é altamente irônico, mas demonstra, mais uma vez, como são falhos os julgamentos humanos baseados nas aparências.

Os companheiros petistas, e os militantes da causa negra, estão cometendo mais um crime racial no Brasil, felizmente sem exterminação. Mas eles também dividem a sociedade em afrodescendentes e todo o resto, o que é um racismo estúpido e criminoso contra a história do Brasil. Fica sendo uma das heranças malditas dos companheiros, junto com os racistas da causa afrodescendente, que terá de ser superada mais adiante.

Por enquanto fiquem com esta boa história num dos blogs do Washington Post.

Paulo Roberto de Almeida

The ‘perfect Aryan’ child used in Nazi propaganda was actually Jewish

By Terrence McCoy 

Morning Mix, July 7 at 5:12 AM

The newlyweds came to Berlin as students, a pair of Latvian Jews who wanted to make it big in singing. In 1934, just after Adolf Hitler took control of Germany, the young Jewish woman became pregnant with a child who would soon become known as the “perfect Aryan.”

The photo was everywhere. It first adorned a Nazi magazine that held a beauty contest to find “the perfect Aryan” and then was later splashed across postcards and storefronts.

Image excerpted from the video testimony of Hessy Taft. (Courtesy of USC Shoah Foundation)

Less well-known, however, was the fact that the “Aryan” girl was actually Jewish.

As remarkable as that revelation is, more remarkable is the story that accompanies it. The girl, now 80 and named Hessy Levinsons Taft, recently presented the magazine cover, emblazoned with her baby photo, to the Yad Vashem Holocaust Memorial in Israel and offered her tale to the German newspaper Bild. But the extended version of what happened is found in anoral history she gave to the United States Holocaust Museum in 1990.

It begins in 1928 when her parents came to Berlin. Both were singers. The father, Jacob Levinsons, crooned a chocolate-smooth baritone. His wife, Pauline Levinsons, had studied at the renowned Riga Conservatory in Latvia.

Jacob had accepted a position at a local opera house and taken the stage name of Yasha Lenssen, his daughter recalled in the lengthy interview with the Holocaust Museum. It was the time of surging anti-Semitism in Berlin, and when “they found out that his name really was Levinsons,” she said, “they decided to cancel his contract.”

“Without any money” and living in a “very, very cramped one-room” apartment, the young couple gave birth to Hessy Levinsons on May 17, 1934. She was beautiful. So when she was 6 months old, the parents decided to have her picture taken. “My mother took me to a photographer,” she told the museum. “One of the best in Berlin! And he did — he made a very beautiful picture — which my parents thought was very beautiful.”

They liked it so much, they framed it and propped it up on the piano her father had given her mother as a present after Hessy was born. They had thought the picture was a private family photo. But soon after, a woman who helped clean the apartment arrived to deliver some surprising news.

“‘You know,’” the woman said, “‘I saw Hessy on a magazine cover in town.’”

Hessy’s mother found that impossible to believe. A lot of babies look the same, the mother explained, and surely the helper was mistaken. But she wasn’t.

“‘No, no, no, no,’” the helperexplained to Taft’s mother. “It’s definitely Hessy. It’s this picture. Just give me some money, and I’ll get you the magazine.”

Money changed hands, and the helper soon returned with a magazine. A headline that said “the Sun in the Home” stretched across the top with the same picture that was there, resting on the piano. “The magazine was published out of Leipzig [in central Germany] and was very definitely one of the few magazines allowed to circulate at the time,” Taft said in the oral history, “because it was a Nazi magazine.” She said the pages brimmed with images of “men wearing swastikas” and even one of Hitler himself “reviewing the troops.”

The parents were terrified. Why was their Jewish infant on the cover of a Nazi magazine lauding Hitler’s exploits?

They contacted the photographer, according to Hessy’s account. “‘What is this?’” the daughter says her mother asked. “‘How did this happen?’”

The photographer told her to quiet down. “‘I will tell you the following,’” the story went. “‘I was asked to submit my 10 best pictures for a beauty contest run by the Nazis. So were 10 other outstanding photographers in Germany. So 10 photographers submitted their 10 best pictures. And I sent in your baby’s picture.’”

“‘But you knew that this is a Jewish child,’” the mother exclaimed.

“‘Yes,’” he said, explaining there had been a competition to find the “‘perfect example of the Aryan race to further Nazi philosophy…. I wanted to allow myself the pleasure of this joke. And you see, I was right. Of all the babies, they picked this baby as the perfect Aryan.’”

Family stories are always prone to hyperbole, distortion and exaggeration — but this appears to be true. Taft has reams of photographs that show her in numerous publications and cards. “I can laugh about it now,” the Telegraph quotes Taft, now a chemistry professor at St. John’s University in New York, as saying. “But if the Nazis had known who I really was, I wouldn’t be alive.”

The parents were equally shocked and “amazed at the irony of it all.” In the weeks afterward, the picture was everywhere. It was in storefront windows, in advertisements and on postcards. One time, Taft says her aunt went to the store to buy a birthday card for her first birthday in May of 1935 only to find a card with Taft’s baby picture on it. “My aunt didn’t say another word, but she bought the postcard which my parents brought with them throughout the years.”

Eventually, the family fled Europe and found refuge in Cuba for years before immigrating to the United States in the late 1940s and settling in New York City. Hessy Levinsons got married and became Hessy Taft. But the father stayed behind in Havana to operate a business, which eventually foundered under the rise of Fidel Castro. “He always said, ‘I have survived Hitler; I will survive Castro,’” Taft said. “And he did. He did.”

Terrence McCoy is a foreign affairs writer at the Washington Post. He served in the U.S. Peace Corps in Cambodia and studied international politics at Columbia University. Follow him on Twitter here.