As usual interesting write up of his experiences – he could turn an issue nobody would think of into something worth contemplating.
It was a snapshot of time – taken out and examined –
I think – there is a bit of selfishness attached to those who term themselves “pacifists” – indeed, as Lex said that they are only pacifists because others fought for them.
I wonder how many would harbor the same feelings if they had lived in, say, 1943 Manilla or Munich.
Which reminds me, having read Traudl Junge’s book a passage of hers jumped out at me.
Traudl, you see, what one of Hitler’s secretaries who was at his side from 1942 to the end of the war in the Berlin Bunker. She kept a diary of her experiences, and very late in life, convinced by co-writer Melissa Muller, wrote a book, Until The Final Hour
She had always considered herself apolitical – that whatever happened wasn’t part of her contribution – that she was just a passive observer.
Then one day in her hometown of Munich she saw a plaque dedicated to Sophie Scholl, who was executed by the Nazis for her starting a resistance group.
Sophie was the same age as Traudl and at that moment Traudl realized that she could not hide behind the facade of “passive observer”.
Classic Lex. And the Commentariat was actively and extensively engaged! As much as I miss the content and style of Lex’s writing, there’s that other thing I miss: the back and forth between the commenters, with Lex occasionally stepping in to referee/clarify/acknowledge. I often wonder what would spark my fellow Lexicans to engage in a like manner here. I see it start up occasionally on one post or another, but like a fire needing fuel/oxygen, it peters out all too quickly.
Again, I realize that the loss of our Lex left us a void too big to fill. Though we try.
I’ve said it before, but losing Lex was like losing my father. Lex was more than SOPA of Navy milbloggers. He engaged a community of remarkable people with his sparkling example and a life well lived.
Maybe we need more open-ended posts like a book reading one, or who we would want to party with on Mayan sweet meteor of death eve. To honor his words, we need to try and emulate the community he fostered. That ship may have sailed, but just a thought.
As I read this post, I found myself looking at Lex in a different way. He had the maturity to look at this woman, without putting a bunch of generalized labels on her. He let her be her and not some extension of himself. This is a unique aspect of the man and his writing. This unique aspect, is one of those things which stand out about the man, we call, Lex.
Grumpy – what I find so refreshing about his style of writing is taking himself out and viewing a given situation from the 3rd person – which is pretty much what you said too
I recall reading this post originally.
Having finished reading it this time I wondered if she continues to give massages, if she ever recalls that short conversation, and wonders what happened to that old retired Navy guy.
As usual interesting write up of his experiences – he could turn an issue nobody would think of into something worth contemplating.
It was a snapshot of time – taken out and examined –
I think – there is a bit of selfishness attached to those who term themselves “pacifists” – indeed, as Lex said that they are only pacifists because others fought for them.
I wonder how many would harbor the same feelings if they had lived in, say, 1943 Manilla or Munich.
Which reminds me, having read Traudl Junge’s book a passage of hers jumped out at me.
Traudl, you see, what one of Hitler’s secretaries who was at his side from 1942 to the end of the war in the Berlin Bunker. She kept a diary of her experiences, and very late in life, convinced by co-writer Melissa Muller, wrote a book, Until The Final Hour
She had always considered herself apolitical – that whatever happened wasn’t part of her contribution – that she was just a passive observer.
Then one day in her hometown of Munich she saw a plaque dedicated to Sophie Scholl, who was executed by the Nazis for her starting a resistance group.
Sophie was the same age as Traudl and at that moment Traudl realized that she could not hide behind the facade of “passive observer”.
The movie Downfall is also based on her book.
Classic Lex. And the Commentariat was actively and extensively engaged! As much as I miss the content and style of Lex’s writing, there’s that other thing I miss: the back and forth between the commenters, with Lex occasionally stepping in to referee/clarify/acknowledge. I often wonder what would spark my fellow Lexicans to engage in a like manner here. I see it start up occasionally on one post or another, but like a fire needing fuel/oxygen, it peters out all too quickly.
Again, I realize that the loss of our Lex left us a void too big to fill. Though we try.
I’ve said it before, but losing Lex was like losing my father. Lex was more than SOPA of Navy milbloggers. He engaged a community of remarkable people with his sparkling example and a life well lived.
Maybe we need more open-ended posts like a book reading one, or who we would want to party with on Mayan sweet meteor of death eve. To honor his words, we need to try and emulate the community he fostered. That ship may have sailed, but just a thought.
As I read this post, I found myself looking at Lex in a different way. He had the maturity to look at this woman, without putting a bunch of generalized labels on her. He let her be her and not some extension of himself. This is a unique aspect of the man and his writing. This unique aspect, is one of those things which stand out about the man, we call, Lex.
Grumpy – what I find so refreshing about his style of writing is taking himself out and viewing a given situation from the 3rd person – which is pretty much what you said too
I recall reading this post originally.
Having finished reading it this time I wondered if she continues to give massages, if she ever recalls that short conversation, and wonders what happened to that old retired Navy guy.