Brussels.

What a horror story. They change with the wind and never actually get elected. But all too often Germans. That bunch who got beaten after slaughtering six million jews. Although perhaps some of you don’t remember that.

Yes, it is embedded in my psyche. I was eight years old when I discovered this and I don’t feel any less horror now.

I was required to watch this as a school child, while that particular German generation were not. Much too distressing for them, no doubt. And so they continue to pretend that it was just a minor aberration.

No, I won’t ever get over this. I lived my first years of life of a War in London. Constant bombing and fear. This is a terrible thing to do to a small child in pursuit of annihilating an entire race. And make no mistake. That was what it was all about.

So they lost. Or did they? I was still going hungry while recourses were being poured into Germany.

But don’t worry about it. I will likely be dead in another twenty odd years and then everyone can forget that it ever happened.