There is no explaining the Nazis. Why did they devote so many resources in the waning days of the war to continue to steal art? If they were sure the Final Solution was righteous, why did they pull men off the front to desperately try to destroy the evidence at the end?

Because they were, ultimately, no more a monlith than any other human enterprise. In the end various parties primary interests shifted to "getting loot" and "covering our asses" - or at least more openly doing so.

In the end various parties primary interests shifted to "getting loot" and "covering our asses" - or at least more openly doing so.

Those were things ordered by the German high command. I understand individual CYOA actions and greed.

quester, that's awful.

Aims, let me share my "Had a high A and scored the highest score on the midterm in a huge group of Speech classes my frosh year, missed one speech and flunked the class immediately because I didn't read the syllabus" story.

Walked into the prof's office to reschedule the speech, and was told "Nope, the syllabus clearly states this. You flunk the course."

I had no compelling reason, so as much as it sucked, i retook the course the next semester. And I NEVER EVER EVER failed to read and keep a syllabus again.

I sympathize with you, but I also get why the profs hold to a set schedule; unless it is a really compelling reason, backed by proof, if you do it for one person, you have no recourse but to do it for all...and that turns into a giant clusterfuck.

Ok, I just had a very bizarre sensation. I came home from work wiped, so I took a nap while the SO went into town for private lessons. I guess while I was waking up, I swear I heard someone walk, in slippers, in the bedroom, around the bed, over to the nightstand (at which point I tried to open my eyes and kinda saw him) and back out of the room. I was too groggy to be able to rouse myself. Then while I was lying there it occurred to me that a) the SO doesn`t wear slippers, b) he wasn`t due home for another two hours and c) neither was the dog inside. So I completely woke up, but stayed in bed listening for a while, but not another peep. I finally did get up, and nope, no one in the house.
 
I guess something else woke me and I dreamed the person in the room even though I thought I was awake? It was very unsettling. And creepy. I think I was incepted.

I've had dreams like that, Liese. They're so vivid that they fuck with your head after you really wake up, because you can't believe you hadn't already woken up, even though your rational brain is trying its best to convince you.

Now I`m totally convinced I`m dreaming this, although in my dreams posting to the b.org usually requires less typing. I`m totally flipping a light switch to see if this is real. Hmm. Guess so.

I hate those. They seem to happen more when I nap than when I sleep at night. I want to say it has something to with what phase of sleep you're in when you're woken up - extra deep and not REM - but that could easily be a made up by me for no reason explanation.

I woke up, when I finally did, all fight or flight. Then I realized that was probably a caffeine response (peppermint mocha from MoJo cafe on the way home from work). So maybe I was having the caffeine response already and my mind made up the scary to account for it?

I guess while I was waking up, I swear I heard someone walk, in slippers, in the bedroom, around the bed, over to the nightstand (at which point I tried to open my eyes and kinda saw him) and back out of the room. I was too groggy to be able to rouse myself. Then while I was lying there it occurred to me that a) the SO doesn`t wear slippers, b) he wasn`t due home for another two hours and c) neither was the dog inside. So I completely woke up, but stayed in bed listening for a while, but not another peep. I finally did get up, and nope, no one in the house.

Maybe it was my upstairs neighbor.

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