I was trying not to defend the Americans, or any of the allies for that matter, just trying to give it another prespective. Alas I'm baised, as I said, because I've met quite a few Holocaust survivors, and several old gentlemen with the 8th AF. While it is only a small prespective I view it was valid because they lived it.
Death is death, be it instant vaporization or, fear of death every moment in a concentration camp. May death be all around, watching and wondering if today will be the day, or from a empire that has been warned of complete destruction but insists of sacrificing it's people's lives to embrace it's crumbling empire. Death lurks in the house of the German family hiding in their stair well, as it does to their counterparts in Britain, and the GI in the foxhole, or the soilders marching in the bitter Russain winter, those on the ships at Pearl, the Uboat crews hunted from above, the exhausted German pilot squeezing in one last sortie for the fatherland, the tail-end charlie. Death is everywhere, for that is what war is.
It comes down to one thing, a man fighting for his beliefs, alongside men who believe the same.
I guess I have no real problem with "Waffen SS", although the name is not offensive, the images it provokes are. As long as their can be a bomber squad called "The Lucky Bastards Club" I recommend the PC brigades lay down their arms.
And if I ever make it to Japan I will visit that museum, as with any other historical sight that I can manage. Same goes with Europe. The Holocaust museum in Houston is on no historic grounds. It is on the outskirts of a Jewish community who payed for, and run it. But for what it's worth it, it is no different looking into those pictures than it is walking on the beachs of Normandy, the Arizona, Hiroshima, Berlin, London, Bastonge, Stalingrad, or place where such horrible things happen.
- Jig