Bottom line, there was likely a defensible position in late 1941, with Germany dominating Europe, and sat there the next 10 years absorbing their gains.
The allies (sans Russia and USA) would have nibbled at the edges... but done little serious damage.
After 1941, they wuz fecked!
Hence the takeover of Norway, and their support for Finland (to apply pressure to Sweden) and the real biggy... fuel was a significant Achilles' heel.
So either they had to maintain a supply route through the Balkans. Or... the Stalingrad venture.
Lacked the industrial capacity to match the allies (espesh once the US production facilities got going...but also Russia was out-manufacturing, and, simultaneously, using tank design that made repair and replacement easy: Germany did not).
There were major shortages of key materials...
Well, Stalingrad kicked off in 1942 and that was pretty key.
I'd say it was obvious from the point the US entered the war against Germany that their goose was cooked. Perhaps earlier, too, but on a low heat!
Germany had too many structural weaknesses to support a long war...
The fish won't like that much...
Love it!
Meanwhile, here's a little story that might speak to you.
The guy i was 'competing' against was Labour 's then national youth organiser, Andy Bevan...
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Interesting. Origin of "throe" is germanic, pretty much as written there.
Then, it came to us by way of middle English, ΓΎrΕwian... which added a /w/...
...and then later on, we kicked the w out again, perhaps to avoid confusion with "throw."
And yet... here we are!
In its death throws?
Are those like warm fluffy blankets with a black border?
Slow, slow... but fingers crossed. Yes.
Yay! Today i learned a new word:
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On that basis, im surprised she didn't put trump down...
This is me showing my ignorance.
I know she offed a dog.
But why?
You say that, but...
...i got half a century older.
<sigh>
Better yet... do you remember the incompetence of it.
Would be dog killer Andrew Newton (istr) is tasked with going to Barnstaple to kill said dog.
Goes to dunstable instead.
Happy days!
Finally recuperating, after being unwell for much longer than i like.
On the plus side, it did feel at times like i was on the ayahuasca grand tour...
...sorta hallucinated away a couple of days.
Then just out of it. Slept at least 48 hours yesterday!
Better than smelling of deep fried potato.
McCain waffles!
...you're way to the left of labour, and "are you allowed to be so radical?"
Well, yes and yes.
And that's a big part of the problem. Labour, for the most part, don't realise how establishment they are...
Big mistake... because back then, Young Liberals, of which i was one, went to bed with the works of Kropotkin.
We were closet anarcho-syndicalists, with no time for Labour flummery.
Afterward, he seemed in a state of shock. A mix of...
...first, because he mistook my youth for lack of competence. That lasted about two minutes into our delivery.
Second, because he just took it as read that his corporatism, authoritarian labourism was so much more radical than anything i could offer.
I mean, i get this is modern politics for modern people. But it ain't new.
Back in the 70s, i did a lot of campaigning for the liberals (way left of where the lib dems are now).
I was invited to debate with some national Labour name at a comp in London.
The guy was a patronising git...
Glad to hear that.
I trust you'll be out celebrating, then!
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Every day is a good day to repost this. But especially this week!
Auditioning for Servalan in the Blake's Seven reboot....
Yeah. Point taken. But since historians far more knowledgeable than i are prepared to argue the toss on date, i'll just nod along and agree that it is 'arguable.'
Besst of luck to you, given it's a question that's had historians arguing since forever (well, 1945, anyway).
On the start of WWII, some place it as early as the early 30's. Others, as late as 1941, when the entry of the USA converted it from two major regional wars into a true world war.
Shout out for Piran, patron saint of Cornwall, whose day it is today.
His first disciples were, allegedly, a fox, a badger and a boar.
So, he can't have been all bad!
Unlike Snow Hill, which was once gateway to the South west and the grand old lady into which trains would pull bringing my grandmother from Paignton.
Sadly, Snow Hill has been ruined in a way that Moor Street has not.
Yet.
If you're going to die anyway, the withholding treatment bit is a little redundant.
