The link goes to a BBC documentary about the famous Christmas truce in WW1. This is the 100th anniversary of that event. Human societies seem to have some common rules, one of which is that the young men must kill or be killed for whatever causes the old men have brainwashed them to believe. This is a movie about one of the few times in our history when the warriors told their overlords to stuff it, if only for a moment. On Christmas Eve and Christmas Day in 1914, during the first sacred holiday of the first world war, the trench warriors set aside their rifles, ignored their orders, and walked into the no-mans land to celebrate Christmas with their enemies. The Germans first put Christmas trees up just above their sight lines, with signs that said you no shoot, we no shoot or Merry Christmas. Then the Scots brought out their ubiquitous bagpipes and played Christmas carols. The French broke out their champagne. The men shared pictures of their loved ones. They roasted some pigs together for Christmas dinner, and their chaplains held Christmas religious ceremonies. They cleared no-mans land of the rotten corpses, buried their fallen comrades, and helped their enemies to do the same. When they had cleared away their dead, they played soccer where the bodies had been strewn. I watched the film this morning, on Christmas Day. If you can do that and keep your eyes dry, youre a much tougher hombre than I am. You may not even be human. The real-life aftermath of the unpremeditated Christmas truce was shock among the high commands of the opposing nations. Nothing could be more disastrous for the worlds sense of proper order than to have young men of opposing countries declaring their comradeship and refusing to kill one another. Why, its downright socialist! Generals on both sides declared this peacemaking to be treasonous, and all the lingering goodwill generated by the spontaneous outbreak of peace had been completely quashed by Easter of 1915, when the men would again resume the unquestioned killing of one another on behalf of their common God, who apparently issued the two sides contradictory orders. Before Armistice Day in 1918, an entire European generation was lost. Some thirty million young men would return to their homes wounded. Their mothers would be envied by the ten million others whose sons did not return at all. As I write this on this Christmas Day in 2006, when many young men are still dying for old mens causes, it gives some hope to look back on that Christmas of 1914 and recall the foot soldiers who proved that, despite all indications to the contrary, we do have brotherhood within us, if only we reach for it. https://youtube/watch?v=8WgPi_me1p4
Posted on: Thu, 25 Dec 2014 21:22:49 +0000
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