Fellow bloggers,
I write to you from England of all places. Bad food, worse weather...you get the picture. Do not misunderstand me, I love our British brethren, but I cannot stand the humiliation of being defeated in my own country. In case you hadn't heard, the Maginot Line fell like a house of cards. All is lost in France - France is now Germany.
I admit that I have no real solution to how to counteract Hitler's Blitzkrieg. His Blitzkrieg swiftly enveloped our troops on the Maginot Line and we have now fled to Dunkirk and have been evacuated. I am now head of the Free French Movement based in England, the only land not taken thus far by the Nazis. We'll see what we can do from here.
The Maginot Line was the worst idea ever conceived. It was not MY idea at all. It was Petain's, a man who should now live in a nursing home. When discussion happened as to what we should do if Germany ever invaded, the last option for me was the Maginot Line. I didn't want it. Talk about putting all of our eggs in one basket...The Germans easily came right through the Ardennes Forest and out-flanked us.
In the end, fighting the Maginot Line was like fighting against a defenseless beached whale. A failure of epic proportions. Petain is a buffoon!
When we were coming up with new solutions, I always opted for a mobile armoured division, something that could move fast, react with speed, and intimidate. This option was vetoed by Petain, who is now Hitler's petit shien (little dog).
I write to you a humbled man tonight. England is alone in this war. The Free French can't do much. We wait for an ally who will help us sweep away the Nazis like pig vomit.
I bid you adieu.
-Charles De Gaulle
