Jule and I watched “Inglorious Basterds” last night. I enjoyed it enormously but then I thought, I bet half of America are thinking that that is how the WWII ended, with Hitler being blown up at the Paris cinema.
Maybe more than a half.
Jule’s friend Melanie told us the most hilarious story: one of her friends went to America for a year to work as a babysitter. It was Mid-West or Mid-South, where people are not so aware. Don’t get me wrong, I love people from the Middle America. So the birthday of the German girl was approaching and her host family wanted to throw a party, with balloons, confetti and cake with candles. And so they did. It was when the lights were dimmed and the cake appeared in the room, lit up by candles, that the German girl nearly threw up – the patter on her birthday cake was swastika crosses. Black crosses on the snow white icing. And candles, which she silently blew out.
Do I need to say more?
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