Sunday, November 13, 2011

Letter from Father to Son, then and now

April 30, 1945
Berlin

Dear Dennis, the man who might have written on this card once controlled Europe -- three short years ago when you were born. Today he is dead, his memory despised, his country in ruins. He had a thirst for power, a low opinion of man as an individual, and a fear of intellectual honesty. He was a force for evil in the world. His passing, his defeat -- a boon to mankind. But thousands died that it might be so. The price of ridding society of bad is always high. Love, Daddy.


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November 9, 2015
Phnom Penh

"Dear Rithy, the man who might have written on this card once controlled Cambodia -- three short years ago when you were born. Today he is dead, his memory despised, the country in ruins. He had a thirst for power, a low opinion of man as an individual, and a fear of intellectual honesty. He was a force for evil in the world. His passing, his defeat -- a boon to mankind. But thousands died that it might be so. The price of ridding society of bad is always high. Love, Daddy."



2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dear Dad, you can go F*U*CK Yourself.

Anonymous said...

11.38 PM

You are absolutely right!

Bullshit, nothing else but bullshit.