PTSD

Of Beasts and Battles

6/6/06 was not only the (utterly non-exciting as the world has not yet ended unless it has ended and we just don't know about it in which case it doesn't much matter as life, as far as I can see it, is going on as usual. Anyway...) day that dreadful things (and I'm not talking of the remake of the Omen) could occur but also the 62nd anniversary of D-Day.

As an IR student, I guess I feel the need to point this out on PTSD. Also, (and I'm not above flogging a bit of family history at all times, as yous know), my great-granddad was sort of involved in WWII over in Europe. He (rather like the Doctor) was in London during the Blitz and bludged around Europe doing something or the other until the end of the War. He survived all that, lived to become one of those rather crusty old men of whom much is written about in literature and hardly ever mentioned what he actually did in those years. Hemingway would have been proud to call him mate, I reckon (except, perhaps, for the not-speaking-much aspect).

In my part of the world too, one of the major turning points of the same War was fought. The Battle of Midway ended on 7 June, 1942 and was vastly important in the defeat of the Japanese later on*. Though, as we all know, it helped a lot when those bombs were tossed down.


* In many ways, the Japanese, like the Germans, managed to sabotage most of their own plans for world/Asia-Pacific domination since they always picked the most ridiculous battles. Fiji and Samoa? Oh, why?

posted by Priya @ 11:46 PM