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Chargement... War Is Beautiful: An American Ambulance Driver in the Spanish Civil Warpar James Neugass
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In 1937 James Neugass, a poet and novelist praised in the New York Times, joined 2,800 other passionate young men who travelled to Spain as part of the Abraham Lincoln Brigade - an unlikely mix of artists, journalists, industrial workers and intellectuals all united in their desire to combat European fascism. Published now for the first time, War Is Beautiful is poised to take its place among the best war memoirs and is a transcendent contemporaneous rendering of wartime Spain. Aucune description trouvée dans une bibliothèque |
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Neugass got to Spain in time to drive his ambulance in support of the Lincoln-Washington Brigade in the battles of Tereul and Segura, and to reel away from the ultimate fascist onslaught in the heartbreaking Ebro retreat. Neugass describes the day-to-day lives of the combatants and medical teams, and particularly gives an idea of what it's like to drive a full ambulance along a bomb-cratered road while being attacked from the air.
Here is a passage that gives a pretty good example of the level of writing:
"By midnight, the Major and I were again on the road, headed south to Albacete.
The road was as clean of trucks as the sky was of planes. Not one ounce of lead or a single soldier's footprints had poisoned this landscape; and here we lay in the khaki filth of our executioner's apparel, stew-eyed on groaning nerves, impatient to reach the next theatre of war before the curtain should go up on the latest most stream-lined slaughter. For how many years will we who hate war as no pacifist ever hated war have to fight, and love to kill?
'It is very beautiful here,' said the Major, breaking the silence in which we had traveled for eleven hours. Neither of us likes to talk while we are on the road. There is no need for talking. The human voice is an organ whose use is the planning of campaigns and the giving of orders.
'Yes,' I answered, 'it's a nice spot for a Classification Post.' There were trees for camouflage, ditches deep enough to use for trenches when the planes came over and the ground was soft enough for the quick digging of graves. People are sometimes stupid enough to die in places where a pickaxe has to be used."
I can't remember a book I've read that gives a clearer, more immediate, more human picture of the stress endured by combatants in a war zone. ( )