#Brech

[balloonboyismyson]

i would totally give Freddy and Monty an equal amount of kisses.

KISSES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lifee-iz-a-melodiee]

Was wäre dieses Leben nur ohne Essstörung?...

...Man hätte auf einmal sooooo viel Zeit für schöne Sachen.

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17.10.2024

[midcenturyblog]

In ‘Eisenhower’s Death Camps’: A U.S. Prison Guard Remembers

Martin Brech lives in Mahopac, New York. He wrote this memoir essay in 1990.

This is how men behave in every war.

In October 1944, at age eighteen, I was drafted into the U.S. army. (...)

In late March or early April 1945, I was sent to guard a POW camp near Andernach along the Rhine. I had four years of high school German, so I was able to talk to the prisoners, although this was forbidden. Gradually, however, I was used as an interpreter and asked to ferret out members of the S.S. (I found none.)

In Andernach about 50,000 prisoners of all ages were held in an open field surrounded by barbed wire. The women were kept in a separate enclosure that I did not see until later. The men I guarded had no shelter and no blankets. Many had no coats. They slept in the mud, wet and cold, with inadequate slit trenches for excrement. It was a cold, wet spring, and their misery from exposure alone was evident. (...)

When I threw this food over the barbed wire to the prisoners, I was caught and threatened with imprisonment. I repeated the “offense,” and one officer angrily threatened to shoot me. I assumed this was a bluff until I encountered a captain on a hill above the Rhine shooting down at a group of German civilian women with his .45 caliber pistol. When I asked, “Why?,” he mumbled, “Target practice,” and fired until his pistol was empty. I saw the women running for cover, but, at that distance, couldn’t tell if any had been hit.

This is when I realized I was dealing with cold-blooded killers filled with moralistic hatred. They considered the Germans subhuman and worthy of extermination; another expression of the downward spiral of racism. Articles in the G.I. newspaper, Stars and Stripes, played up the German concentration camps, complete with photos of emaciated bodies. This amplified our self-righteous cruelty, and made it easier to imitate behavior we were supposed to oppose. Also, I think, soldiers not exposed to combat were trying to prove how tough they were by taking it out on the prisoners and civilians. (...)

The only bright spot in this gloomy picture came one night when. I was put on the “graveyard shift,” from two to four a.m. (...) Suddenly I noticed another prisoner crawling from the graveyard back to the enclosure. They were risking their lives to get to the graveyard for something. I had to investigate.

When I entered the gloom of this shrubby, tree-shaded cemetery, I felt completely vulnerable, but somehow curiosity kept me moving. Despite my caution, I tripped over the legs of someone in a prone position. Whipping my rifle around while stumbling and trying to regain composure of mind and body, I soon was relieved I hadn’t reflexively fired. The figure sat up. Gradually, I could see the beautiful but terror-stricken face of a woman with a picnic basket nearby. German civilians were not allowed to feed, nor even come near the prisoners, so I quickly assured her I approved of what she was doing, not to be afraid, and that I would leave the graveyard to get out of the way.

I did so immediately and sat down, leaning against a tree at the edge of the cemetery to be inconspicuous and not frighten the prisoners. I imagined then, and still do now, what it would be like to meet a beautiful woman with a picnic basket under those conditions as a prisoner. I have never forgotten her face.

Eventually, more prisoners crawled back to the enclosure. I saw they were dragging food to their comrades, and could only admire their courage and devotion. (...)

Shortly afterwards, some of our weak and sickly prisoners were marched off by French soldiers to their camp. We were riding on a truck behind this column. Temporarily, it slowed down and dropped back, perhaps because the driver was as shocked as I was. Whenever a German prisoner staggered or dropped back, he was hit on the head with a club and killed. The bodies were rolled to the side of the road to be picked up by another truck. For many, this quick death might have been preferable to slow starvation in our “killing fields.”

When I finally saw the German women held in a separate enclosure, I asked why we were holding them prisoner. I was told they were “camp followers,” selected as breeding stock for the S.S. to create a super-race. I spoke to some, and must say I never met a more spirited or attractive group of women. I certainly didn’t think they deserved imprisonment. (...)

Famine began to spread among the German civilians also. It was a common sight to see German women up to their elbows in our garbage cans looking for something edible — that is, if they weren’t chased away.

When I interviewed mayors of small towns and villages, I was told that their supply of food had been taken away by “displaced persons” (foreigners who had worked in Germany), who packed the food on trucks and drove away. When I reported this, the response was a shrug. I never saw any Red Cross at the camp or helping civilians, although their coffee and doughnut stands were available everywhere else for us. In the meantime, the Germans had to rely on the sharing of hidden stores until the next harvest.

Hunger made German women more “available,” but despite this, rape was prevalent and often accompanied by additional violence. In particular I remember an eighteen-year old woman who had the side of her faced smashed with a rifle butt, and was then raped by two G.I.s. Even the French complained that the rapes, looting and drunken destructiveness on the part of our troops was excessive. In Le Havre, we’d been given booklets warning us that the German soldiers had maintained a high standard of behavior with French civilians who were peaceful, and that we should do the same. In this we failed miserably.

[botebot-10]

In my own little world, I have been enjoying plenty of great games!

New guilty pleasures, new all time favorites, and an alternative new genre that matches the fun of platformers for me!

Im gratefull for not having the horrible "gen 9" experience everyone else claims to have..

[menzoberranzans-historian]

Disciplinary action in Tier Breche

If you fuck around in Tier Breche, one of the punishments was forced self mutilation. (cutting your own pinky finger off)

This would be a punishment for something like attempting to sneak out before your education was finished.

Source:

Got the first book (Dissolution by Richard Lee Byers) on audible 🤓

[fallingforfandoms]

LISA, VERDAMMT NOCHMAL, du kannst doch sowas nicht ohne Vorwarnung posten, ich, also, das, aaaaahhhhh 😍🥹

[gebarricaded]

Attention Spatort Community

Ein Neuling unterwegs: Nach etwas persönlicher Eskalation auf AO3 samt Entdeckung der verschiedenen Tags, beschäftigt mich seit Tagen der ein oder andere Gedanke.

Momentan Priorität Nummer 1: Der Name “Babsi” - ein verselbstständigter Headcanon über Leos Mutter, der einfach von vielen als gegeben akzeptiert wird, oder ist mir was durchgegangen? Und wenn ja (weil ich so neugierig bin), wie genau hat das angefangen?

[teamhoernchen]

*sächselt*: Dann wollen wir uns den Kladderadatsch mal angücken."

"Moritz, das mit der Hausmeisterverkleidung war 'ne Spitzenidee, aber könntest du das mit dem Dialekt eventuell lassen?"

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*sächselt*: "So, ich bin jetzt gleich bei der Tür!"

"Brenner, jetzt reiß' dich mal zusammen, das ist immer noch ein Polizeieinsatz, ja?"

[zurich-snows]

Karikatur einer Künstlermähne? Christoph Brech fixiert die Handbewegungen von Mariss Jansons. Foto: Christoph Brech

[lalalaugenbrot]

i am this close to writing emails to bus and train manufacturers and inquire about why they all decided to put the worst lighting imaginable into their vehicles... too bright too cold too glary, seriously how hard can this be? it's like they're ordering random luminaires from alibaba without ever testing them

[thepetulantcat]

Wenigstens stellt sich die dom-sub-frage gar nicht erst

2021 war die FDP-Kampagne ja quasi nur Sex Sells

Um seine Partei zu retten, muss Lindner nun halt komplett blank ziehen. Full frontal nudity. Dick out. Nipples hard... Stirn gebotoxt. Ass tight. Hole loose. Sex tape mit Strack-Zimmermann. Sie trägt den Strap On. Den Strap-Zimmermann

[lifee-iz-a-melodiee]

Nur ein paar Stunden wach und schon wieder am verzweifeln. Ich kann das nicht mehr.

08.12.2024

[plusperfekt]

Tipp! Sabrina Scharf beim „Attacke Lippenstift Festival“ in Gelsenkirchen

Sabrina Scharf litt zehn Jahre lang an Magersucht. Noch ist sie nicht vollständig geheilt, aber auf dem Weg der Recovery und dabei, wieder vollständig gesund zu werden. Die Zeit, in der Sabrina nicht nur ihre eigene Lebensqualität einbüßte, sondern auch – das sagt sie selbst – ihren Lieben unendliche Sorgen bereitete, hat ihr fast das Leben gekostet. Continue reading Tipp! Sabrina Scharf beim…

[botebot-10]

I really enjoyed Security Breach, I know it wasnt perfect but I DEFINITELY hope Steel Wool Studio is planning to make more games like this!

And maybe add survival mode back in?? (pretty please? 🥺🙏)

[a1sh1teruu]

@chokchokk

Du Gay 👉

[zeravmeta]

-pawing my screen from across the ocean- arknights looks fun i wanna play