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Our prayers are with everyone

Hello to my American friends and the people of the world.
Let us pray for everyone, be they good or bad.

My love for Americans come from the mortal fact that were it not for them and their Allies in World War II, I would not exist nor possibly would either my father and mother. In today's bitter conflict with terrorism, I see clear and evident parallels between the terrorists of today and the Nazis of the twentieth century. My heart goes out to the brave American and Coalition soldiers who, with the Iraqi Armed Forces and policemen, are saving the people in Iraq from the remnants of the Nazi-like Republican Guards and their armed criminals who purposefully target Iraqi and foreign babies, children, mothers, and fathers for intimidation, injury, maiming, and murder.

You may ask, "Johnny, how can you compare the war against terrorism as a continuation of the fight against Nazism?"

Well friend, it's when I read, hear, and see the activities of the American-led liberators in Iraq, that I recall similar circumstances that were experienced by and described to me by my parents during World War II.

Perhaps the same love that I have always felt for the Americans and the Allies since I was old enough to remember, will be similarily felt in ten, thirty, or seventy years from now by Iraqi men and women who recall their own parent's and grandparent's testimonies about the horrors of living in Saddam's Iraq and the joys of their rescue by the valiant Americans and their Coalition of the Willing.

It may likewise seem impossible to imagine that strangers from across four continents put their own lives at risk so that all Iraqis could be allowed to live free and peaceful lives while their close geographic neighbours refused to help. Perhaps they too will realise the personal and mortal debt that they owe to the American people as I too, realise my own personal and mortal debt to the American people.

I see similarities between today's news out of Iraq and my parent's experiences and maybe you can too. Here's an example.

My mother was rescued from the Nazi concentration camps by the American Army and whenever she hears Benny Goodman's music, she explodes with joy; she told me that when the American radio stations took over the German ones and started playing the big band sounds, the Nazis fled for the hills. My mother taught me that it wasn't the Germans as a people who were evil, but that their nation was held captive by the Nazis. She explained that immediately after the Nazis timidly fled the advancing Americans, the regular German forces were able to better help the people in the camp.

She told me about the German and Communist insurgents who tried to prevent the reconstruction of the war-torn countries of Europe. The lesson she said, was to recognise and forgive people who were either brainwashed or held captive by evil philosophies. She said that everyone has it in them to break the bonds of evil, even if the relief is momentarily.

Another time, she told me about was when the slave train she was on was stopped in the railway yards of Dresden during the firebombing of that city by the Allied Air Forces. When the Nazi overseers fled for their own safety, it was the heroics of the remaining German guards to unlock the railcar doors and free them from certain death. They were likewise assisted by the German people to places of relative safety even as they were up to their ankles in melting pavement and the air itself, she said, was on fire.

So it is testimony like this that emboldens me to proclaim that when given a chance, good will always triumph over evil when good people take the risk upon themselves.

My father was a member of the Polish guerilla forces who fought the Nazis and the Communists and their sympathisers. Late in the war when the Communists pushed into Germany, he and his group were also pushed out of their country and into Germany and when the Allies and the Communists defeated the Nazis, my father's group was caught between both of them.

Certain death awaited my father on the Communist side but when the Americans saw him, they saw him as a hero! The American Army accepted him and his group as members of the American forces and offered them the honour of being Nuremburg War Trial guards.

Whenever I see photos of the trials, I look at the MPs there and whenever I spot my dad, I see a freedom fighter who fought the evil in this world and was rewarded by the good in this world, in particular, the American people!

God Bless America!

And God Bless Americans!

And God Bless good people everywhere and may we remember to pray for our enemies, that they may repent and build a better world for every individual in it and waiting to be in it.

I am J. K. (John) Mroz and I am Canadian-born of Polish parents.

P.S. On the internet, another Canadian is purported to support our American friends and as a member of the media, he is said to have given a remarkable editorial broadcast from Toronto sometime after 9/11. What follows is believed to be a partial text of remarks attributed to Gordon Sinclair, a Canadian television commentator. If the authorship is an urban myth then let me apologise to Mr. Sinclair and also say to you that the feelings that are described in the first and last paragraphs have truly touched my heart.

"This Canadian thinks it is time to speak up for the Americans as the most generous and possibly the least appreciated people on all the earth.

Germany, Japan and, to a lesser extent, Britain and Italy were lifted out of the debris of war by the Americans who poured in billions of dollars and forgave other billions in debts. None of these countries is today paying even the interest on its remaining debts to the United States.

When France was in danger of collapsing in 1956, it was the Americans who propped it up, and their reward was to be insulted and swindled on the streets of Paris. I was there. I saw it.

When earthquakes hit distant cities, it is the United States that hurries in to help. This spring, fifty-nine American communities were flattened by tornadoes. Nobody helped.

The Marshall Plan and the Truman Policy pumped billions of dollars into discouraged countries. Now, newspapers in those countries are writing about the decadent, war-mongering Americans.

You talk about scandals, and the Americans put theirs right in the store window for everybody to look at. Even their draft-dodgers are not pursued and hounded. They are here on our streets, and most of them, unless they are breaking Canadian laws, are getting American dollars from Ma and Pa back home to spend up here.

When the railways of France, Germany, and India were breaking down through age, it was the Americans who rebuilt them. When the Pennsylvania Railroad and the New York Central went broke, nobody loaned them an old caboose. Both are still broke.

I can name you 5,000 times when the Americans raced to the help of other people in trouble. Can you name me even one time when someone else raced to the Americans in trouble?

I don't think there was outside help even during the San Francisco earthquake.

Our neighbors have faced it alone, and I'm one Canadian who is damned tired of hearing them get kicked around. They will come out of this thing with their flag high. And when they do, they are entitled to thumb their nose at the lands that are gloating over their present troubles. Stand proud, America!

ver. 2004-12-15