He joins the RAF, carries out daring missions for the French Resistance, armed with a Sten gun and grenades, then is invited into No 10, briefed by Churchill himself, and parachuted at night into rural France in 1944.But alas he is betrayed and captured by the Gestapo at the Passy metro station. Tommy ends up in Buchenwald but amazingly escapes, survives the war, and goes back to his salon in Paris. I salute the extraordinary stoicism and fortitude and grit of real-life heroes like Yeo-Thomas (who, said Ian Fleming, was one of the inspirations for James Bond). But there is another reason why, even if I had missed that last train out of Paris, I could never have surrendered to Nazism.
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The attitude, the mood, the metaphysics that is existentialism never died.
But it occurs to me that, by the same token, maybe there ought to be a parallel, “Nazism is Easy” event too.
Sartre in particular liked to describe himself as “an ugly bastard” (and Simone de Beauvoir agreed with him).
His autobiography is and inverted fairytale in which he is turned from a curly-haired “angel” into a “toad”.
He is then beaten up, kicked half to death, handcuffed in stress positions, whipped while naked, and given the original “waterboarding” treatment, ie nearly drowned, in an actual bath, then revived, time and time again, and gets the dreaded electric shocks to the genitals to boot, but somehow, despite his all too natural terror, manages to hold back crucial information and save his comrades from being rounded up and tortured in turn. Conversely, so far as I can make out, anyone who resorts to waterboarding and all the rest of it might as well wear Nazi insignia, no matter the cause. No one can understand the appeal of Nazism who does not see that, beyond the sheer will-to-power and the sadism, there is a Nazi aesthetic.