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Claire Berlinski's avatar

Thank you for this. There's a detail in here that might make sense of a piece of family history. My once-stepmother's father fought at the Battle of the Bulge. (I now call her "my aunt," because "former stepmother" sounds rather awkward and reveals a bit more family drama than anyone is entitled to know at first introduction.) She once told me that he was present at the liberation of a concentration camp. (I don't recall if she told me which one.) She also said that they had taken a look at what they found, told the German guards to run, and then, he said, "We wasted them." On another occasion, she said that her father had railed against the idea of "war crimes," saying "WAR is a crime!" I'll ask her, but I have a feeling this story may link those memories together.

I remember her father, by the way: I visited Victoria's parents' home at Christmastime every year for years. (In Minnesota, a place where I am reputed never to have set foot because clearly I know nothing about the heartland or normal folk.) He was a lovely man and an utterly devoted father of four girls; the kind of man who could fix *anything,* a typical product of the GI Bill and the postwar upward mobility it produced. He got on like a house on fire with my own grandfather, also a WWII combat veteran: They exchanged WWII stories for hours. But like many men who've seen that kind of combat, he wasn't quite right in the head. Trying to raise four daughters as if fatherhood was just like being a strict drill sergeant -- "If you don't hang up your coat properly when you walk in the door that nest of German machine-gunners will see to it that's the last damned screw-up you make!" -- caused a certain amount of tension in the household. (My father called him "Mad Bob" and made every effort to fall deathly ill with some psychosomatic affliction during the holiday season so to get out of the annual pilgrimage, which is one reason she's my *ex*-stepmother.) Like most veterans of that war (or any war), he told his family very little about what he'd seen, and she knew only what I've mentioned here and a few other unrelated anecdotes. Those were among her few memories. She was the youngest, too, so I doubt he'd have been forthcoming in discussing what he saw, war crimes. or any fallout from them. But it all fits together, doesn't it?

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Deep Turning's avatar

I think there were multiple moral certainties, each with powerful reasons behind it: ending the war quickly; unconditional surrender, to prevent a repeat of 1918; the morally and militarily questionable concept of strategic bombing; the horrific, never-to-be-used-again nature of nuclear weapons.

The problem is that many of these moral certainties were in deep conflict with each other.

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