I just came across a speech I gave at a campaign event 4 1/2 years ago about the evils of socialism. It needs repeating since it fits the present. I lived through Hitler’s and Stalin’s socialism and often wonder how I sustained myself. Even as a very young girl in the 1930s, I knew that my beloved homeland was drastically changing. My memories from that period are chilling especially as I correlate many developments I witnessed to those ongoing in the United States.
During the 1930s, my father was a railroad administrator—a highly-regarded position at the time, and he was being pressured to join the “Party.” Noticing that representatives of the Party included thugs in brown shirts smashing windows and vandalizing businesses (Black Lives Matter?), he declined. Eventually, he was ordered to participate for two months of “reeducation.” He returned home in an ambulance, never to recover from the beatings and torture he had endured at the hands of Party operatives. He died shortly after. His last words to me were: “Do not give in. Never give up.”
