The Nazi version – removing lines about Christ and inserting a paean to snowy fields – remained in some songbooks and, outside churchgoing families, is the version sung by many Germans today. The same goes for carols referring to Virgin Birth and lullabies that invoke the Baby Jesus. The rewriting was supervised by the chief Nazi ideologist Alfred Rosenberg, who had the brief of changing the German calendar. Christmas was to be merged into a Julfest, a celebration of the winter solstice of light and of oneness with nature. It drew on pagan traditions and tried to squeeze religion out.

http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/article6919302.ece

“Not that it matters, but what I meant was the left’s attitude as it applies to Bush.”

Sure, and while an uphill fight, we can get the word out about other points of view. Just as we had them imparted to us (depite the left’s control over our own education, the media while we grew up, et cet).

the reason is simple… not since then did they have good times like america had in its times. look at the words to the song you put up, know the history.

the SA was in the begining… the very begining. before the killing of the 12 million (6 who were jews). the sa and rohm were murdered the night of the long knives. they were not singing the later song, when they would be called in masse to death.

they were singing about how they defeated the socialists, and how they kept out the others (reactionaries, those who respond to any great cahnge by opposing it).

I said this period is muhc more complicated for the individuals at the bottom…

just as russians today reminisce about stalin… they dont reminisce about the camps, they reminisc about when they had products to buy, and when the streets were clean, perversion and thuggary was kept minimal.

when stalin was in power they said when would it be like when the czars were in control.

we look to the times when we were something.

this is not the same as loving the ideology.
if they discovered your friend, they would have been embarrased… and found i almost impossible to explain to someone who has such odd notions of reality and the past. like growing up just before hitler when your dad was gone and the men gone from the first world war, and a bunch of young people who had not yet been born, now birthed and living in a bad way due to retributive policies of europe..

your lifes greatest moments and times were your lifes greatest moements in time… even vietnam vets talk about the good times they had despite the war..

the communists were debased thugs compared to the germans…. so everyone hated the communists, and many even more than anything else. when they ended up in all that, they didnt know that it was a different form of the same thing…

its why i said… the pain of after, of being a part of something that until reality crashes down, seems good (like feminism, or any number of communist type groups masquerading as someting else), is so incredible that a kind of malaise sets in.

another song that is russian in origin is the same thing.

those where the days my freinds
we thought they never end
we would sing and dance, forever and a day
we would pick the sides we choose
we would fight and never loose
those were the days, oh yes those were the days.

they also had a different view of reality.
that your young days of glory were what they were
and life is what it was, and so it is.

may hopkins made it famous in the west
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AyaTIXdN5fI

you have to remember, we listen to the parts of songs we like and ignore the parts that dont resonate.

which is why women love joels just like a woman to me, until they actually listen to the words and then ask… would i want to live with someone like that… which is joels joke…

here are the lyrics, it explains why they were singing.

Once upon a time there was a tavern
Where we used to raise a glass or two
Remember how we laughed away the hours,
And dreamed of all the great things we would do

Through the door there came familiar laughter
I saw your face and heard you call my name
Oh my friend we’re older but no wiser
For in our hearts the dreams are still the same

and that last line is the point..

their dreams are stll the same, and their dreams werent bad… it was the people that take those dreams and then use them to move material to others ends, that then leave a bunch of young men and women made old… to wonder how they wasted their youth, and realizing that they had no choice but to waste it… for at the time, they would think doing otherwise was wasting it.

trapped in a circumstance that is not of their creation, they sing about the only good times in their life… when they were young… and they were dating pretty women who though they were heroes… that the world seemed to move out of their way. and it was full of heroism, and potential.

now all they have left are songs and their history and memory.

what else could they sing?

as child that was the only childhood they had…

The flag high! The ranks tightly closed!
SA marches with a calm, firm pace.
Comrades whom the Red Front and reactionaries shot dead
March in spirit within our ranks.

The flag high! The ranks tightly closed!
SA marches with a calm, firm pace.
Comrades whom the Red Front and reactionaries shot dead
March in spirit within our ranks.

My sister’s friend Pierre, a blond Alsatian and of course fluent in German, was on a skiing vacation in Bavaria in the 1970s. He ate supper at the town pub, was speaking only German. Some tourists of other nationalities were there, but finally left; only the Germans and Pierre remained.

They sang a couple of drinking songs and Pierre joined in. He reported to my sister that there came a moment when the Germans looked around and apparently decided “it’s just us chickens in here.” Slowly one older man arose — and started to sing the “Horst Wessel” song. The SS anthem.

The hair on Pierre’s neck rose as he watched all the men in the room rise to their feet and complete the song, with utmost seriousness.

He said, “I couldn’t wait to get out of there: I was scared to death they’d realize I wasn’t one of them.”

“What’s most galling is the depressing realization that history will be written by the Progressives. Future generations will have no idea what has actually happened since the 60s.”

Nothing new. Hardly anyone knows what’s happened since the 20s for the same reasons. We all were taught how great the new deal was… and even conservatives here use the term social darwinist as a negative… on and on.. we were all raised on their revisionist history.

A very typical attitude towards the worst dictators. “The good father Czar” is what the peasants thought about their ruler until that fantasy was shattered in 1905 outside the winter palace. A few dozen years later they said the same thing about Stalin, and I suppose do to this day. It’s disturbing though perhaps not surprising to read Germans saying this about Hitler.