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Could we get a historical feels thread? Stuff that really pulls the heartstrings, make you think, make you depressed, ect.

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Anne de Gaulle was the youngest daughter of General Charles de Gaulle. She was born in Trier, Germany, where her father was stationed with the Army of Occupation in the Rhineland.
She was born with Down Syndrome and lived with her family until her death. For Charles, there was one sacred rule in the de Gaulle household: Anne was never to be made to feel different or less than anyone else. Charles de Gaulle was well documented for his reserve,
and even with family members he was usually not very demonstrative. Not so with his daughter Anne, who received a warmth that he had seemed to be storing for his entire life just for her. He would entertain her with songs, dances, and pantomimes, he would often act as a child himself to bring her joy. One Colombey resident recalled how he used to walk with her hand-in-hand around the property, caressing her and talking quietly about the things she understood. She was, he said simply, “My joy. She helped me overcome the failures in all men, and to look beyond them.”

In 1948, Anne succumbed to pneumonia, a month after her 20th birthday and died in her father's arms. Upon her death, weeping, her father said: "Now, she's like the others."

On 22 August 1962, Charles de Gaulle was the victim of an attempted assassination at Petit-Clamart. He later said that the potentially fatal bullet had been stopped by the frame of the photograph of Anne that he always carried with him, placed this particular day on the rear shelf of his car. When he died in 1970, he was buried in the cemetery of Colombey beside his beloved daughter.

She could only utter one word clearly in her entire life: ‘Papa’

:(

What is this a picture of?

Today was his birthday :(

those tablets are makeshift gravemarkers, usually nailed on a gross to ID a grave before a gravestone is laid. (im assuming) Those are the victims of Pawiak prison during the Warsaw Uprising.

Aww fuck user I didnt want to learn that tonight

>"A dead tree with hundreds of obituaries pinned to it near the remnants of the Pawiak prison, Warsaw. After the 1944 Uprising the tree served as a notice board for people searching for their relatives."

fuck dude way to set the bar too high

>micro penis manlet

kek

Love this one.

It makes me wonder what technologies will amaze me this century.

After the recapture of Jerusalem, many began to make pilgrimages to and around the holy land. However, the lands were not well secured and rife with brutal bandits that would kill many peasants. Thus, in 1119, a French knight called Hughes de Payen appealed to the current King of Jerusalem to create an order of men to protect pilgrims. The request was granted, giving rise to the Knights Templar.

With powerful backing back in France, the Knights became affluent and influential. Not only this, they became famed as powerful shock troops to combat the infidel. In 1177, 500 Templar Knights made their stand with only several thousand men and turned the tide against an overwhelmingly large muslim force of 26,000 lead by Saladin himself.

Western reach into the east was not to last. Feuds between the monastic orders such as the Knights Hospitaller, Knights Templar, and the Teutonic Knights sapped them of their strength, and Saladin managed to recapture Jerusalem in 1187. The Knights Templar would continue to cede ground to the Muslims until 1303, where their last base in Cypress was retaken by the Mamluk Sultanate.

It is 1307, and King Philip IV of France is deep in debt with the Templars. Rather than pay, he ordered the arrest of the Grand Master and many other Templar Knights on October, 13th. The Knights were accused of various sins, from corruption to homosexual practices. Under torture, the Knights were forced to plead guilty to these crimes. In November, all of the Templar Knights' assets were seized by the state. One prisoner would confess to the charges, stating "I, Raymond de La Fère, 21 years old, admit that I have spat three times on the Cross, but only from my mouth and not from my heart".

The Knights would attempt to defend themselves in court, but in 1312 a papal bull would dissolve the Knights Templar, and the Grand Master would be burned at the stake in 1314, closing the book on the Knights Templar.

Based de Gaulle, the last great Frenchman.

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it must of felt like a little incursion/exchange like how North Korea sometimes fires off artillery at South Korea, must of been crazy knowing that was the start of a conflict that killed millions

>she could only utter one word in her entire life
nah this is bullshit. down syndrome people possess quite large vocabularies.

one out of two of the only German soldiers given a full honor burial by the US during WW2.

you forgot a very important adjective there friend
>She could only utter one word ***clearly*** in her entire life: ‘Papa’

You skipped the word 'clearly' in that line. Kind of an important distinction, but whatever.

Depends on the severity. I worked with several Down syndrome people, one was about as clever as a teenager and was quite well spoken. Another I can barely make out any semblance of a sentence, and she can speak only a few words clearly, like "mommy". Anne looked like that girl, so she probably was on the more severe end

Eh I was also basing my statement off of personal anecdotes, guess Ive been fortunate (for lack of a better word) enough to only interact with more intelligent Down syndrome people.

Janusz Korczak, the pen name of Henryk Goldszmit (22 July 1878 or 1879 – 7 August 1942), was a Polish-Jewish educator, children's author, and pediatrician known as Pan Doktor ("Mr. Doctor") or Stary Doktor ("Old Doctor"). After spending many years working as director of an orphanage in Warsaw, he refused sanctuary repeatedly and stayed with his orphans when the entire population of the institution was sent from the Ghetto to the Treblinka extermination camp, during the Grossaktion Warsaw of 1942.

On 5 or 6 August 1942, German soldiers came to collect the 192 orphans (there is some debate about the actual number: it may have been 196), and about one dozen staff members, to transport them to Treblinka extermination camp. Korczak had been offered sanctuary on the “Aryan side” by Żegota but turned it down repeatedly, saying that he could not abandon his children. On 5 August he again refused offers of sanctuary, insisting that he would go with the children. He stayed with the children all the way until the end.

"With Lt. Lengefeld I lost the best superior I ever had. In the previous hard weeks he meant much to me and gave me a lot of inner strength. He was an exemplary company leader and he claimed never more from us as he was willing to give by himself. Led by him I was on patrol straight into the american forward outposts. When the American observation ammunition detonated on trees with a flogging bang and we got the impression that the enemy broke into our positions he never said "Go and check"
but "Follow me". - Soldat Hubert Gees

The death of Louis Charles (son of Marie Antoinette and Louis XVI) always gets to me.

He was separated from his family after Louis XVI's death for "re-education." His "re-education" involved getting him drunk, abusing and punishing him whenever he acted "royally" or mentioned wanting to see his family and praising him when he acted "coarse"; for instance he was praised for swearing, drinking, and yelling out lines or songs about how great the Revolution was and how horrid his "bitch mother" was. He was eventually forced into accusing his mother and aunt of sexually abusing him.

After he had outlived his usefulness, they shut him up in a room and ignored him for more than a year. His bedding was never changed, room never cleaned, nor was he provided with so much as candle.The months in this neglect contributed to extremely poor health. He ended up severely ill, covered in bug and rat bites, and psychologically fucked up from the almost 2 years of abuse.

Some months after Robespierre's fall, they finally started treated him like a human being, and his room was cleaned, he was given medicine and food, treated with kindness, and he was allowed to walk around the prison--including trips to the top of the tower for fresh air. But they hadn't told him that his mother died, and wouldn't give him any news about her. He would pass the door of her (former) room whenever he went for a walk at the top of the tower, and once picked flowers which were growing in one of the cracks outside and left them outside her doorway. However the years of emotional and physical abuse had shattered his health, and he died from a longstanding infection.

After his death, they found the half-finished words "Mama, I am sor--" written on the wall of his room. One of the men who attended to him after his conditions improved implied in a memoir that Charles thought his mother wouldn't come to him because she was mad at him.

He was 8 when he was separated from his family, and 10 when he died.

>brave
>kind
>understanding
>on top of that was handsome as fuck

he was too good for this evil world

o fug :(

en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Genie_(feral_child)

>She's out there somewhere right now

This one really got me. I don't even know why.

a man sacrificing himself to comfort children to their deaths is pretty feels

FUCKING PEASANTS

THE FRENCH REVOLUTION WAS A MISTAKE

JUDEA MUST BE DESTROYED

Wtf I hate the French now

>She could only utter one word clearly in her entire life: ‘Retreat’

xd upboat n subscrbie pls

>in 1964, the German government voted to give back-dated pay to all surviving Askaris from the German forces of the First World War. A temporary cashier's office was set up in Mwanza on Lake Victoria. Of the 350 old soldiers who gathered, only a handful could produce the certificates that Lettow-Vorbeck had given them in 1918. Others presented pieces of their old uniforms as proof of service. The German banker who had brought the money had an idea: asked each claimant to step forward, was handed a broom and ordered in German to perform the manual of arms. Not one man failed the test.

>Their tutor Aristotle described friendship as "... one soul abiding in two bodies". That they themselves considered their friendship to be of such a kind is shown by the stories of the morning after the battle of Issus. Diodorus, Arrian and Curtius all describe the scene when Alexander and Hephaestion went together to visit the captured Persian royal family. Its senior member, the queen Sisygambis, knelt to Hephaestion to plead for their lives, mistaking him for Alexander because he was taller and both young men were wearing similar clothes. When she realized her mistake she was acutely embarrassed, but Alexander reassured her with the words, "You were not mistaken, Mother; this too is Alexander." Their love for each other was no secret, as is borne out by their own words. Hephaestion, when replying to a letter to Alexander's mother, Olympias, said "... you know that Alexander means more to us than anything." Arrian says that Alexander, after Hephaestion's death, described him as "... the friend I valued as my own life." Paul Cartledge describes their closeness when he says: "Alexander seems actually to have referred to Hephaestion as his alter ego."

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wtf im crying now

Brown's damaged bomber was spotted by Franz Stigler who was refueling and rearming at an airfield. He soon took off in his Messerschmitt Bf 109 G-6 and quickly caught up with Brown's plane. Through the damaged bomber's airframe Stigler was able to see the injured and incapacitated crew. To the American pilot's surprise, Stigler did not open fire on the crippled bomber. Stigler recalled the words of one of his commanding officers from Jagdgeschwader 27, Gustav Rödel, during his time fighting in North Africa, “If I ever see or hear of you shooting at a man in a parachute, I will shoot you myself." Stigler later commented, "To me, it was just like they were in a parachute. I saw them and I couldn't shoot them down."

Twice, Stigler tried to get Brown to land his plane at a German airfield and surrender, or divert to nearby neutral Sweden, where he and his crew would receive medical treatment and be interned the remainder of the war. Brown and the crew of the B-17 didn't understand what Stigler was trying to mouth and gesture to them and so flew on. Stigler then flew near Brown's plane in a formation on the bomber's port side wing, so German antiaircraft units would not target it; he then escorted the damaged B-17 over the coast until they reached open water. Brown, unsure of Stigler's intentions at the time, ordered his dorsal turret gunner to point at Stigler but not open fire in order to warn him off. Understanding the message and certain that the bomber was out of German airspace, Stigler departed with a salute. At the post flight debriefing informed his officers about how a German fighter pilot had let him go. He was told not to repeat this to the rest of the unit so as not to build any positive sentiment about enemy pilots. Brown commented, "Someone decided you can't be human and be flying in a German cockpit." Stigler said nothing of the incident to his commanding officers, knowing that a German pilot who spared the enemy while in combat risked execution.

In 1514 the lawyer Martin Fernandez de Enciso read the requerimiento in the name of King Ferdinand and Queen Juana to the Indians of Sinu. Enciso read the warning that if the Indians wished to stay on the land they must pay the gold tribute to their highness. If not they must leave.

>…The two [Sinu] Chiefs listen, sitting down and without blinking, to the odd character who announces to them that in case of refusal or delay he will make war on them, turn them into slaves along with their women and children, and sell and dispose of them as such and that the deaths and damages of that just war will not be the Spaniards’ responsibility. The chiefs reply, without a glance at Enciso, that the Holy Father has indeed been generous with other people’s property but must have been drunk to dispose of what was not his and that the King of Castille is impertinent to come threatening folk he doesn’t know.

>Then the blood flows.

>Subsequently the long speech will be read at dead of night without an interpreter and half a league away from the village that will be taken by surprise. The natives that sleep won’t hear the words that declare them guilty of the crime committed against them.

After the war, Brown returned home to West Virginia and went to college, returning to the newly established U.S. Air Force in 1949 and serving until 1965. Later, as a State Department Foreign Service Officer, he made numerous trips to Laos and Vietnam. But in 1972, he retired from government service and moved to Miami to become an inventor.

Stigler moved to Canada in 1953 and became a successful businessman.

In 1986, the then-retired Lieutenant Colonel Brown was asked to speak at a combat pilot reunion event called a "Gathering of the Eagles" at the Air Command and Staff College at Maxwell AFB, Alabama. Someone asked him if he had any memorable missions during World War II; Brown thought for a minute and recalled the story of Stigler's escort and salute. Afterwards, Brown decided he should try to find the unknown German pilot.

After four years of searching vainly for U.S. Army Air Forces, U.S. Air Force and West German Air Force records that might shed some light on who the other pilot was, Brown hadn't come up with much. He then wrote a letter to a combat pilot association newsletter. A few months later, Brown received a letter from Stigler, who was now living in Canada. "I was the one", it said. When they spoke on the phone, Stigler described his plane, the escort and salute confirming everything Brown needed to hear to know he was the German fighter pilot involved in the incident.

Between 1990 and 2008, Charlie Brown and Franz Stigler became close friends and remained so until their deaths within several months of each other in 2008

>While travelling to his new assignment in Africa, Lettow-Vorbeck formed what would prove to be a lifelong friendship with Danish author Karen Blixen, who was travelling aboard the same liner. Decades later, she recalled, "He belonged to the olden days, and I have never met another German who has given me so strong an impression of what Imperial Germany was and stood for."
>Lettow-Vorbeck's fluency in the Swahili language earned the respect and admiration of his African soldiers; he appointed black officers and "said — and believed — [that] 'we are all Africans here'." In one historian's estimation, "It is probable that no white commander of the era had so keen an appreciation of the African's worth not only as a fighting man but as a man."
>After hostilities ended, the British transferred the German soldiers and POWs to Dar es Salaam for eventual repatriation. Lettow-Vorbeck tried to ensure decent treatment and an early as possible release for the German Askaris imprisoned at Tabora.
>In June 1926, Lettow-Vorbeck met Colonel Richard Meinertzhagen in Bremen, the British Intelligence officer with whom he had fought a battle of wits until Meinertzhagen was invalided back to England in December 1916. Three years later, Lettow-Vorbeck accepted an invitation to London, where he met face-to-face for the first time J. C. Smuts; the two men formed a lasting friendship. When Smuts died in 1950, Lettow-Vorbeck sent his widow a moving letter of sympathy.

Fuck, this one gave me goosebumps

>He intensely "distrusted Hitler and his movement," and approached his relative Hans-Jürgen von Blumenthal with an idea to form a coalition with the Stahlhelm against the Nazis. This resulted in the Vorbeck-Blumenthal Pact. Later, when Hitler offered him the ambassadorship to the Court of St James's in 1935, he "declined with frigid hauteur."; the suggestion for the nomination as ambassador to the Court of St James had come from retired Colonel Richard Meinertzhagen during a visit to Berlin. During the 1960s, Charles Miller asked the nephew of a Schutztruppe officer, "I understand that von Lettow told Hitler to go fuck himself." The nephew responded, "That's right, except that I don't think he put it that politely." After his blunt refusal, Lettow "was kept under continual surveillance" and his home office was searched.

>By the end of the Second World War in 1945, Lettow-Vorbeck was destitute. His two sons, Rüdiger and Arnd, had both been killed in action serving in the Wehrmacht. His house in Bremen had been destroyed by Allied bombs, and he depended for a time on food packages from his friends Meinertzhagen and Smuts. However, with the German economic miracle, he began to enjoy comfortable circumstances again. In 1953, he visited his former home, East Africa, where he was heartily welcomed by surviving Askaris, who greeted him with their old marching song Heia Safari! and was also received with military honours by British colonial officials.

>Successful fighter ace assigned to lead air defenses of the Battleship Tirpitz
>Due to poor communication between Kreigmsmarine and Luftwaffe commands, the Tirpitiz is destroyed
Gets courtmarshalled, demoted and jailed
Truth gets out
Hitler allows him to "Rehabilitated himself through combat."
>mentally broken, he throws him into suicidal combat
>applied for ME-262 service

On the morning of 4 April 1945, Maj Ehrler flew his last sortie and achieved the last three of his 208 recorded victories. Flying out of JG 7's airfield at Brandenburg-Briest, accompanied by his wingman, was in the skies 50 kilometers east of Hamburg when B-24 Liberators from the 448th Bombardment Group began forming their bombing run of Parchim. Ehrler attacked the lead 714th Bombardment Squadron, downing two B-24 bombers: "Miss-B-Hav'n," and "Red Bow". At the time of the attack, two P-51 Mustangs were pursuing Major Ehrler, and he was being fired upon by the bomber's gunners, taking hits from the tail and waist gunners of B-24 "My Buddie" who reported pieces of fuselage flying off the jet. The attack took place over Büchen.

Minutes later, as the 448th Bombardment Group circled back at Stendal, Ehrler engaged a third Liberator, "Trouble in Mind" over Kyritz. A reference is made by surviving crew members to cannon hits in the fuselage that destroyed the Liberator, but Ehrler had only moments before he radioed Major Theodor Weissenberger that he was out of ammunition and intended to ram the bomber. In any case, both planes were destroyed in the ensuing explosion. The B-24 crashed at Krüllenkempe, near Havelberg, as Maj Ehrler's jet fell to earth in the woods of Scharlibbe, where he was killed. His body was recovered the following day at Scharlibbe, near Stendal, where he was buried. Ehrler's grave at Stendal confirms the date of death as 4 April 1945.

>"Theo?... Heinrich here... Have just shot down two bombers... No more ammunition. I'm going to ram. Auf Wiedersehen, see you in Valhalla."

Compare this to the Kennedys and the way they treated Kathleen.

Unless you're specifically in some kind of care taking line of work, you will almost certainly only interact with those that have some semblance of social skills, because they're the only ones who can realistically go out in public and interact with people.

>le small penis lol! xDDDD

>small penis

I don't get it

>hitler had one ball
>hitler had literally no balls
>hitler had no dick
>hitler had a microdick

Why can't people get past the fact that hitler was human and experienced some psychological trauma in the trenches? When will this sensationalist meme end?

HITLER HAS ONLY GOT ONE BALL

THE OTHER IS ON THE BERLIN WALL

HIS MOTHER, THE DIRTY FUCKER

CUT IT OFF WHEN HE WAS SMALL!

>mfw this triggers the stormies so hard they have to bitch about wahhh ppl are being mean to muh hitler in another thread

gonna keep pasting this till the end of days

The other German to be buried with honors from the US was Maj. Josef Gangl, a Heer officer who worked with the US Army to lead them to a POW camp that was about to be attacked by rouge SS elements.

He was killed during the battle as he shieled an American from sniper fire.

what a cowardly cuck. real mensch have the strength to do what is necessary for the good of the volk.

>She was born in Trier, Germany, where her father was stationed with the Army of Occupation in the Rhineland.
>She was born with Down Syndrome
Karma.

why do i have to be a nazi to think its a historical myth?

>pen breaks
>mail pen to pen repairman
>write letter with new pen
>send letter to pen repairman
>finish eating breakfast
>oh shit, enemy soldiers
>wait, are we playing war or cops and robbers?
>can't remember
>stop right there criminal scum!
>get shot in the heart

Wtf was this guy's problem?

After harassing Arctic convoys for a year, Battlecruiser Scharnhorst was cornered by the fast battleship HMS Duke of York, a Cruiser, three light cruisers and nine Destroyers. Blinded by a lucky shot to the radar and a snowstorm by a snowstorm, Scharnhorst engaged the fleet without fear. It took twelve hours, 52 salvos and four direct torpedo hits to capsize the Scharnhorst. The ship was still firing on the British as it rolled and sank. of the 1,968 men on Scharnhorst, only 36 survived.

Upon the mission debrief, commander of the taskforce, Admiral Bruce Fraser said: "Gentlemen, the battle against Scharnhorst has ended in victory for us. I hope that if any of you are ever called upon to lead a ship into action against an opponent many times superior, you will command your ship as gallantly as Scharnhorst was commanded today."

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I would like to have a word with you Maria

Fuuuuuuuuuuck. Jesus Christ, man. That last part. I can't think of anything more painful or more cruel than a fate such as his. My heart bleeds for his poor soul, and I hope they were reunited once again in heaven.

What a sad, woefully miserable story.

Frenchies were a fucking mistake. Be at peace Louis Charles.

Proto-Communist jacobins can never be forgiven

man he was just a fucking kid

These two sound more like traitors as like Heros. The Bomber Crew probably proceeded bombing German civilians with no second thought a couple days after the incident.

I laughed at this more than I should have.

so were all the hundreds of million of french children who starved while his family withheld the grain from the people because muh nobility.

The failure of the french monarchy condemned thousands of children, thousnads of civilianns to die from the incredibly painful gradual decay of starvation, where are the stories of them? The boy didn't deserve this yet neither did the people who toppled his parents.

sure but its not like he was complicit in it. tragedies aren't diminished or invalidated by other equally tragic things happening on the other side if the fence

Did they fuck?

Sucks for that German dude, he got interned as a POW by the goddamn Swiss before the war even started.

>Get to sit out all WW1 in a comfy swiss internment cell

desu not that bad

>Frenchies were a fucking mistake
You don't know shit, the revolution started in Paris and wasn't that succesful in the rest of France, Revolution worked because of the terror to suffer the same fate as those who opposed it, like the vendéens and the chouans. The Revolution was a mistake.

>The failure of the french monarchy condemned thousands of children, thousnads of civilianns to die from the incredibly painful gradual decay of starvation
Most of the starvations were due to the climate, not only due to taxes.

Kek

>No ammo
>Can't very well beat it with my hands
>In a ballistic missile with fuel
>Nothing else for it
>Remember your roots,Heinrich
>See you in Valhalla.
Thor be damned, pass this man the hammer.

wtf I love de gaulle now

>Theo. I have run out of ammunition. I'm going to ram this one. Good bye. We'll see each other in Valhalla.

>yet neither did the people who toppled his parents.

No one said they did.

>his family withheld the grain from the people

What are you talking about? Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette did not withhold grain from the people. They gave exceptionally to the poor ordinary, and especially so during the 2 bad harvests during Louis XVI's reign.

F

Yep. While the taxes were high for the poor, starvation and food deprivation did not ordinarily occur for the poor in France--it was only when harvests were bad which led the bread prices to grow exceptionally high did people lack for food. And even so, at least in the case of Louis XVI, he did what he could to alleviate their suffering by opening the kitchens of the palace and ordering for bread from Versailles to be distributed in Paris.

His sister's account of his separation from the family:

>On the 3d of July, they read us a decree of the Convention ordering that my brother be separated from us and lodged in a more secure room in the Tower. Hardly had he heard it when he flung himself into his mother's arms uttering loud cries, and imploring not to be parted from her. My mother, on her side, was struck down by the cruel order; she would not give up her son, and defended, against the municipals, the bed on which she placed him. They, absolutely determined to have him, threatened to employ violence and to call up the guard.

>My mother told them they would have to kill her before they could tear her child from her. An hour passed in resistance on her part, in threats and insults from the municipals, in tears and efforts from all of us. At last they threatened my mother so positively to kill him and us also that she had to yield for love of us. We rose, my aunt and I, for my poor mother no longer had any strength, but after we had dressed him she took him and gave him into the hands of the municipals herself, bathing him with tears and foreboding that she would never see him again.

>The poor little boy kissed us all very tenderly and went away in tears with the municipals. My mother charged them to ask permission of the Council general to let her see her son, if only at meals, and they promised her to do so. She was overcome by the separation; but her anguish was at its height when she learned that Simon, a shoemaker, whom she had seen as a municipal, was intrusted with the care of the unfortunate child. She asked incessantly to see him, but could not obtain it; my brother, on his side, wept for two whole days, never ceasing to ask to see us.

>"nah, it'll never catch on"

>However, with the German economic miracle, he began to enjoy comfortable circumstances again. In 1953, he visited his former home, East Africa, where he was heartily welcomed by surviving Askaris, who greeted him with their old marching song Heia Safari! and was also received with military honours by British colonial officials.

I'm really happy his life turned out well

>The ship was still firing on the British as it rolled and sank

based

Honestly, reading Vasily Grossman's "The Hell CalledTreblinka" is the only time an account of the holocaust has affected me.

wasn't he an impostor though?

>Witold Pilecki (13 May 1901 – 25 May 1948) was a Polish Army officer and intelligence agent during World War II. He also served as a rittmeister with the Polish Cavalry during the Second Polish Republic and was the founder of the Secret Polish Army resistance group in German-occupied Poland in November 1939, and a member of the underground Home Army, which was formed in February 1942. He was the author of Witold's Report, the first comprehensive Allied intelligence report on Auschwitz concentration camp and the Holocaust. He was Roman Catholic. During World War II, he volunteered for a Polish resistance operation to get imprisoned in the Auschwitz death camp in order to gather intelligence and escape. While in the camp, Pilecki organized a resistance movement and as early as 1941, informed the Western Allies of Nazi Germany's Auschwitz atrocities. He escaped from the camp in 1943 after nearly two and a half years of imprisonment. Pilecki took part in the Warsaw Uprising in August 1944. He remained loyal to the London-based Polish government-in-exile after the Soviet-backed communist takeover of Poland and was arrested in 1947 by the Stalinist secret police on charges of working for "foreign imperialism", thought to be a euphemism for MI6. He was executed after a show trial in 1948. Until 1989, information about his exploits and fate was suppressed by the Polish communist regime.

>During Pilecki's last conversation with his wife he told her: "I cannot live. They killed me. Because Auschwitz compared with them was just a trifle." His final words before his execution were "Long live free Poland".

It always gets me that after fighting so hard for the sake of his country's freedom, he was executed by the ones he fought for.

At the Roman civil war battle of Cremona in 69 AD:
>An event which made the slaughter more dreadful was the death of a father at the hands of his son. I record the incident and the names on the authority of Vipstanus Messalla. A recruit to the Hurricane Legion, one Julius Mansuetus from Spain, had left a young lad at home. Soon after, the boy came of age, and having been called up by Galba for service in the Seventh, chanced to encounter his father in this battle and wounded him seriously. As he was searching the prostrate and semi-conscious figure, father and son recognized each other. Embracing the dying man, the son prayed in words choked by sobs that his father's spirit would be appeased and not bear him ill-will as a parricide: the act was not a personal one, and one single soldier was merely an infinitesimal fraction of the forces engaged in the civil war. With these words, he took up the body, dug a grave, and discharged the last duty to his father. Some nearby troops noticed this, then more and more; and so throughout the lines ran a current of wonder and complaint, and men cursed this cruellest of all wars. However, this did not stop them killing and robbing relatives, kinsmen and brothers: they said to each other that a crime had been done - and in the same breath did it themselves.

>feeling any sympathy for a Roman soldier
They're murderers and rapists. They make African militias under the cruelest of warlords look kind.

t. Axrotalus Vercingetorix
Fuck off G*llic-fucking-shit

abloobloo feel bad for me for suffering once after causing incredible suffering for others.

A son killed a father, meanwhile I bet these same scumbags did what modern militias are seen doing today: forcing families to rape and murder each other for entertainment.

hahahahahha

Welcome to the human condition friendo

There is no human condition. Holy shit, can Romaboo filth do anything but shit out platitudes and cry about muuuuuh honorabu lejunnnn!!!

You fuckers are more delusional than the weebs denying Nanking and posing with knockoff katanas.

>Romans asked who Hannibal was, and why the second Punic War occurred

Holy shit you are asshurt. Tragedy exists in all places, whether in some god forsaken jungle hut full of militia members or 2000 years ago in some desert city captured by Roman legionaries. Just because there were horrible things being done doesn't mean we can't sympathize with them. Frankly it makes more sense to sympathize with the Legionaries since they're 2000 years behind modern ethical standards versus black people in a shitty warzone
How does it feel to be autistic?

alright, I'm triggered.

Junger was always understanding and respectful of the French, and even the English.

>modern ethical standards
Relativists, everyone.
>it's bad to kill your friends and family
>it's okay to kill other people's friends and family while also enslaving every young man and woman

America bombed the wrong side of the globe.

I'm in favor of aborting/euthanizing downies, touching story tho.

poor girl

How could anyone treat their own flesh and blood like this?

I've always loved the last words of Heinrich Ehrler.
>Theo, I have run out of ammunition. I'm going to ram this one. Good bye. We'll see each other in Valhalla
>It always gets me that after fighting so hard for the sake of his country's freedom, he was executed by the ones he fought for.
Look up the trial of the sixteen.
The soviets were absolute scum.