Every word she writes is a lie, including ‘and’ and ‘the.’
Mary McCarthy, a New York writer and Trotskyite, speaking of Lillian Hellman, a New York writer and Stalinist, on the Dick Cavett show (January, 1980)
I am in Dresden until late summer. We have rented a fourth floor apartment in Dölzschen (This is in German, but should translate automatically), a village a mile SSE in the foothills with an amphitheater view of Dresden’s city center. Often I forget how close the German city is to the German countryside. Though German towns are now merging into one another like in the United States, this five- or six-hundred year old farm village still, if not for much longer, has a sense of the country. The town hall (rathaus) borders the barn yard (bauerhof). It is as if in the morning and evening cows still walk to pasture down the main street.
Our apartment has high-stadium view of the downtown where the 13-14 February 1945 Dresden firestorm gutted the city. One can almost feel, having finished the milking that evening sixty years ago, the farmer hears the horses, agitated, their heavy hooves striking the pen boards a few times, resonance to the first few bombs the pathfinders dropped to mark the target zone, then the silence, then down along the Elbe River, the city beneath the clouds lights up in fire and explosions. The resultant firestorm killing thousands. In the conflagration the innocent, half-innocent and guilty alike perished (see note below). Such was the first half of Europe’s twentieth century that the number barely registered a blip. [Read more...]