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TeostiedotCompany Commander (tekijä: Charles B. MacDonald) (1947)
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Kirjaudu LibraryThingiin nähdäksesi, pidätkö tästä kirjasta vai et. Ei tämänhetkisiä Keskustelu-viestiketjuja tästä kirjasta. MacDonald was a |Captain in the US Army. His outfits were Companies I and G of the 23d Infantry which he joined in September 1944 as replacement. He was green having never experienced combat. Fearing the men he led would be suspicious of his abilities, he held self-doubted his leadership ability. But his caring for his men and his lack of fear at the front soon made him a popular officer. He led his units across France, Belgium, Germany and ended the war in Czechoslovakia. He includes such tremendous detail in his narrative that more than once I checked to see that I wasn't reading a novel. He includes the names of men who he spoke to, who were wounded, who were killed plus the names of German officers he met near the end of the war and even women he danced with in the celebrations in the Czech Republic when the war ended. Once in a while when his narrative may leave you wondering what happened to some one, he adds in italics what he found out years later or information someone who read the first edition of the book told him later. This is a great read if you wish to know what it was like to be a basic infantry soldier fighting your way across Europe in 1944-45. One caution about the text is that German soldiers were often cited as killers of prisoners or wounded soldiers. While MacDonald never admits to actually seeing American GI's performing the same atrocities, he definitely never leaves you in doubt that some prisoners sent to the rear never made it there. As well, German wounded were frequently left to die if it was inconvenient to care for them. ei arvosteluja | lisää arvostelu
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As a newly commissioned Captain of a veteran Army regiment, MacDonald's first combat was war at its most hellish -- the Battle of the Bulge. In this plain-spoken but eloquent narrative we live each minute at MacDonald's side, sharing in all of combat's misery, terror and drama. How this green commander gained his men's loyalty in the snows of war-torn Europe is one of the great, true, unforgettable war stories. Kirjastojen kuvailuja ei löytynyt. |
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…. Though, incidentally, when Jack was about to be drafted into WWI, he made an agreement “with (his) country”, that he would serve when called upon, but not waste time beforehand on the journalistic drudgeries of modern war; and I think that, to some extent at least, our modern skepticism for the classical poetry of heightened sense perception in time of war, relates to the sort of modern war journalistic pieces of deadened sensitivity in war written by people like The Company Commander.
…. They weren’t as trigger-happy as the Soviets, but I’m not proud of everything they did.
…. But he freed the captives.
…. I moralize, so I’ll say this. Talk of justice can annoy, and perhaps some might find too much of that here. (White American men in the 1940s and their foibles, right.) The Company Commander too, though, speaks of justice; the mid-level officer thinks at one point that he’s a little bit more macho than the higher officer eating hotdogs or whatever at headquarters. Personally I think that if he had a little bit more awareness of himself, he, like all of us, would find less cause for complaint, who as a body gives so much cause for offense on our own part. My own apology for pointing this out can only be that I try to play more the part of a “Pop” Winans (or, rather, his father, I suppose), than a Malcolm X. Though, of course, Winans would not have served in this particular company.
This is of course, to speak of words not spoken, more than things as they appear, hahaha.