i care more about the speed of my internet than the direction of my life
I am ze awesome Prussia!
Gestapo Often Outwitted by Czech Housewives
"Most women of Bohemia-Moravia sorrowed, as these did, when Hitler’s troops marched in. Since then - March, 1939, the women of Czechoslovakia have learned how to fight Nazism by sabotage, guerilla warfare and a hundred other methods whose effectiveness is testified by the violence of German countermeasures." (caption)
When an extraordinary number of coffins were transferred by cart from one town to another, Nazi police became curious, and opened them to discover carcasses of pork, beef and lamb carefully places on satin cushions.
It is verboten to wear the red, white and blue tricolor, the Czech national colors. But defiant Czech women find other ways to fool the authorities. They combine a red skirt and white blouse with a blue girdle. A blue hat tops a red and white costume. Boutonnieres of red, white and blue flowers grace dainty shoulders. The Nazis may glare at this often-recurring color combination, but they are helpless to do anything about it.
The anti-Semitic measures that Nazis have forced upon Bohemia has had a typical Czech reaction. Cafes, over which signs “For Jews only” appear, are the most popular gathering places in town. This in which Jews are voerboten are frequented only by Nazi officers and Gestapo agents. One day last summer a Nazi guard at a swimming pool announced over a loudspeaker that all Jews must leave the pool at once. He was dumbfounded to see every bather in the pool jump up, dash away to the dressing rooms. Within 15 minutes the place was completely deserted.
Street cars in Prague now have sections reserved for Jews. Young Czech “Aryan” girls inevitably fill the sections. In the food shops, where marketing for Jewish patrons is restricted to afternoon hours, one is likely to see the clerks declare angrily to Jewish customers, “Here, take this trash. It’s all I have left.” But when the package is opened, it may reveal a juicy steak, or a package of rice or some other rare morsel.
excerpt from PM newspaper, 1941.
I love Bertl all the time, but I think I love him best when he’s getting manhandled by a sassy lesbian:
This guy is mankind’s greatest enemy.
ya kno john green books can be really poetic and meaningful and stuff but if you frame them in the context of real life it’s like wow if i knew a teenager this pretentious in person i would not hesitate to smack em upside the head