“It is slothful not to compress your thoughts.” Winston Churchill

Last week, when I suggested hiding from everyone for an hour a day and finishing a book. I did it. I finished Erik Larson's "The Splendid and the Vile: A saga of Churchill, family, and defiance during the blitz." I'm not usually drawn to war porn, but as with all of Mr. Larson's books, it's great.
I'll share a few of my favorite bits. Describing life during the Nazi bombing raids on London, he shares this note, eerily reminiscent of our current times:
"The raids generated a paradox: The odds that any one person would die on any one night were slim, but the odds were that someone, somewhere in London would die were 100 percent. Safety was a product of luck alone."
His end notes are always filled with easter eggs and I loved this one:
"Churchill paid particular attention to the code names chosen for secret operations, according to Ismay. The names could not be glib or frivolous. "How would a mother feel if she were to hear that her son had been killed in an enterprise called BUNNY HUG?" Ismay wrote."
Good point.
Then there's this small diary entry from around April 1942, which I can't get out of my head.
"'What a glorious spring day outside!' he wrote. 'How beautiful the world can be! And yet we have no chance to enjoy it. Human beings are so stupid. Life is so short, and they then go and make it so hard for themselves.'"
The diarist was Nazi propagandist Joseph Goebbels. Such a beautiful little thought. Such a terrible little man. We humans are complex, aren't we.
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