Then you are, Sierra Oscar Lima!I don't listen to any of those things. Don't have a cell phone, don't wear a watch, don't watch television and I don't listen to the radio. What I'm doing now is it.
The real lesson, I think, is the extreme ease with which both "history" and "what everybody knows" can be and is manipulated by those with an interest in such manipulation, especially when "history" is largely the product of scholarship funded by politically-aligned think tanks, which often, themselves, receive support from sources desirous that certain conclusions be reached.
There's a reason why so many books on the history of World War II and the runup to that war have been subsidized by the CIA -- the history of Praeger Publishing since 1950, to mention one such firm, is very interesting to examine from that perspective. To quote Mr. Orwell, "Oceania is at war with Eurasia. Oceania has always been at war with Eurasia."
History can be a funny thing. Churchill said history would be kind to him because he intended to write it--and he did, too. Of course, he didn't write all of it. Then, too, so did everyone else who lived long enough. I have a theory about who writes history. At first, it's the generals who write the history. They're the oldest, usually. It's something like 40 or 50 years later that those who were privates get their chance to write a little history. While the generals (and admirals) are writing their histories, the privates are too busy earning a living. But they get their chance, too, in the end.
I was nine when the BBC broadcast Threads, a dramatised portrayal of the effects of a Soviet nuclear attack on the UK, concentrting on the stories of two families in Sheffield.
The problem begins when any historical figure is placed on a pedestal, above all possible criticism. Churchill's posthumous cult of personality -- hey look, he's fighting Daleks alongside The Doctor! -- has so obscured the reality of the man -- hey look, the Bengal Famine! -- that he resembles more a figure out of a propaganda movie than anyone who ever actually walked the earth.
This mythmaking around good old Winnie is just as potent in the US as it is in his homeland, maybe even more so because we here never saw him up close. But if you go back and review the press in the years after WWII, a great many Americans were very disturbed by his saber-rattling from the sidelines. Many even saw him as deliberately trying to instigate a Cold War as a vehicle for returning himself to political power, and his whole "Iron Curtain" thesis was not greeted with anything near resembling universal acclaim when he first declared it.
We had a film in the US around the same time called "The Day After," which took a similar ultra-realistic view of the consequences of a nuclear strike -- and it was very reflective of the attitude of the mid-'80s, that sense that the button could get pushed at any time. The propaganda mills ran overtime to convince people that the Soviets were ready to launch missiles at any moment, to the point where a little girl from Maine became a world celebrity for about fifteen minutes for writing Yuri Andropov a letter asking him if this was really so. And the Soviets, for their part, were just as convinced that the US was planning a first strike. Paranoia ran thick and heavy thruout that decade -- not as bad as The Fifties, but bad enough.
Part of that may be human nature. We can't quite get our minds around the fact that both good and bad can exist within the same person. So for political and military leaders we either remember the best or the worst. And for those who are still living, it's the same thing: we usually just recognize the best or the worst in them. That's probably true for family members, too. And sometimes, it's surprising what we do.
Several years ago my son was in the army. We went to visit him halfway through his training and I went back when he finished. There was a big dinner in the NCO club then, too. I found it rather surprising to see photos of WWII German generals on the wall. Perhaps these days it is more difficult to ever admire an enemy as was sometimes the case in WWII.
... I don't remember there being any government announcement telling us that we were either supposed to do something or not do something. ...