not at all madness
And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs door and at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand?... The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin’s thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If...if...We didn’t love freedom enough. And even more we had no awareness of the real situation.... We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.
Indeed. .”We didn’t love freedom enough”
I will not be going to any camp. I have read enough about Soviet gulags and German concentration camps to know that death is preferably.
In the 1960's I had the pleasure of meeting a Polish grandfather of a friend. This man and his brothers made use of the OSS's Liberator single shot 45 shown below:
Since Poland was under control of the Russians at that time, he didn't go into specifics to protect relatives and friends behind the Iron Curtain in Poland.
He and his brothers developed a code of take two Nazis or Communists with you. They used the 45 Liberators to kill Nazi and later Russian officers. Then they used their weapons to kill more.
Apparently, one of the last actions of the OSS before Truman disbanded them was get he and his relatives out of Poland as the war ended.
Take two with you, was and is a powerful message for all.