I'm reading "Devil's Guard" right now which is fascinating. The book is supposedly based on a true story about an ex-Eastern Front S.S. commando who fled Europe after Germany surrendered. He then joined the French Foreign Legion and was then stationed and fought in Indochina.
The whole book is fascinating. Everyone except the British come out looking pretty bad. Germany looks brutal, France looks incompetent, America looks naive, and all the Communist forces get portrayed as bankrupt in all ways. The book has some definite rings of truth, but also of some exaggeration or outright fabrication. Some of it probably accurately describes what happened after WWII, where other parts are fantastically exaggerated.
I did like one particular exchange. The German officer was offered some Nationalist Chinese advisors to help him make some battleplans, but he wasn't sharing much information with them. One of the Chinese officers, Major Kwang, notices this and talks to him about it, saying that he can be trusted and wants to help. The reply -
"We have been around here for a long time, Major Kwang. We have outlived the average life expectancy of the Legionaires, and I think we are still around because we took nothing for granted - never!"
The major smiled politely. "Then you regard every stranger guilty until proven innocent?"
"We regard only one thing, Major - our own survival factors," I said. "We learned that a long time ago: to think, to plan, to calculate, to evaluate and act - everything related to survival factors. Friendship, relations, rank, sentiments are all only of secondary importance. We are living on borrowed time and abiding by the law of probability, which is the only law we carefully observe. Had we done otherwise, we would now be dead heroes instead of surviving experts. For that's what we really are, Major Kwang: neither invincible daredevils nor supermen nor heroes - only survival experts. But survival is the most important thing in any war."
"We are living on borrowed time and abiding by the law of probability, which is the only law we carefully observe. Had we done otherwise, we would now be dead heroes instead of surviving experts."
A half year ago in Malaysia, I met a Polish guy who had trained heavily in ninjitsu and was generally an admirer of Japanese culture and philosophy.
He and I talked for a number of hours, and we swapped a few book recommendations. I had just finished my copy of "The Samurai Ethic and Modern Japan" by Yukio Mishima, so I gave that to him as a gift. He recommended a number of good books and things for me to look up.
One of the books he turned me on to was "Zen Flesh Zen Bones: A Collection of Zen and Pre-Zen Writings" - and he gave me a link to a site where you could read all the stories for free, 101zenstories.com
I go back to the site for inspiration every month or two. I quite liked this one, "No Attachment to Dust" -
Zengetsu, a Chinese master of the T'ang dynasty, wrote the following advice for his pupils:
This week's "found poem" is another one crafted from a legal case.
The case is a really interesting situation that happened during the second "red scare" in the U.S., in the 1950s. Mezei, a Romanian/Hungarian man had lived here in the US legally for 25 years, as a permanent resident (i.e., he had what everybody calls a "green card," though it is not green now). He left the US to try to visit his dying mother in Romania but was denied entry and then had trouble getting permission to leave Hungary. He finally got permission to leave Hungary, and was granted a visa at the American consulate for entry to the U.S.
But when he actually arrived at Ellis Island, the U.S. government denied him entry, as a threat to national security. The government refused to disclose why it thought Mezei was a threat. Unfortunately, no other country in the world was willing to take Mezei in, especially now that the U.S. deemed him a threat but refused to say why.
Mezei sued, demanding a chance to hear the evidence against him and respond, to try to prove it was safe to let him go back to his home in New York. He argued that keeping him on Ellis Island was depriving him of his liberty without "due process of law," in violation of the constitution.
As you'll see in the poem, Mezei lost the case. The court's opinion has a single chilling line that has always stood out to me, from the first time I read it: "Whatever the procedure authorized by Congress is, it is due process as far as an alien denied entry is concerned."