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In other news, in light of the retarded "don't wear camouflage because my family died in the Holocaust" fucknut direction that this thread has taken this afternoon:
This summer, we will be going to a remote jungle corner of Sumatra, in Indonesia, to the exact prison camp where my granddad (b. 1922) was interned during World War II. He was working in Singapore, then a British colony, when the Japanese invaded in 1941, a few days after Pearl Harbour. He, like all expatriates, was evacuated, by sea, to Australia. His ship was torpedoed en route, and he was captured. All "neutrals" who were captured, including those from countries which were under Nazi occupation and hence considered enemy-combatant nations by the Japanese although they had not, unlike Britain, officially declared war on Japan. were also interned, along with captured British and Americans
My granddad's camp wasn't anything romantic like Bridge on the River Kwai, but he did keep a diary that he managed to smuggle out, which was used in the prosecution afterwards. It detailed use of slave labour for timber harvesting in the jungle to help the Japanese war effort, as well as deaths by malnutrition. He didn't socialize with the Japanese prison guards, which is what is depicted in the romantic versions of prison camps. But he also made it clear the Japanese did not eat prisoners for meat, as claimed by many internees during the prosecution. Many guards and prisoners got involved with local women, many of whom were brought in as prostitutes, and specially selected for their large endowments upstairs...which the Japanese were apparently obsessed with.
So I may have a few half-Indonesian relatives out there. Maybe I should post a fit against the makeshift graves in the jungle prison camp?
This place is a bit out of the way, though, from the main tourist traps of Java, Bali, etc.
Not sure that's going to work, there's already a big stick up there...