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Love at Arm's Length.
The Individual dies and becomes nothing.
The State is eternal. It is everything.
Charismatic. A born leader. A man of destiny.
The people sweep him into power.
Mussolini is now the State.
Junior partner to the Nazi next door.
Near war's end Mussolini and entourage are captured
attempting an escape to Austria. Italian partisans
shot them on the spot and strung them up for
all the world to see.
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OVER EASY
It was a long trail of defeat for Rommel
ever since the loss at Alamein four months previous.
His troops fled the pursuing Eighth Army across
Libya, giving up the major port of Tripoli with
very little fight.
Hitler and Mussolini were furious
with their rogue commander.
No one cheers a loser.
Field Marshall Kesselring, Smiling Al to the troops,
was Hitler's man running the Mediterranean, and
Erwin Rommel's boss in North Africa.
Rommel thought he was finally head honcho in Tunisia.
Then he got word of a battle underway that he knew
nothing about. Smiling Al and Rommel's rival,
General Arnim, schemed together a battleplan without
letting Rommel in on the planning.
Kesselring supported Arnim's insubordination.
Rommel's authority now resembled the thin gloss
of a dime store badge.
Surprise.
General Montgomery, Monty to most everyone,
knew he had a two to one advantage over Rommel
in most every factor that mattered on the battlefield -
firepower. Yet it was Rommel's forces that charged
the Brits at Medenine without any hope of winning.
Rommel could only stir things up to buy time.
In the picture above Monty is the cat that just ate
the canary. He knew Rommel's plan right down
to the when and where. So much for the surprise
Rommel counted on to win. It was the Tommy cyphers
that stole German secrets from the Enigma machine.
They were 'listening' in as Rommel gave a detailed
explanation of his plan to his superiors in Rome.
Monty stuffed the area around Rommel's objective
with as much artillery, tanks and anti-tank weapons
as the terrain would allow.
Rommel's three undernourished Panzer divisions
walked into a lights-out experience. A third of his
tanks were lost in this useless effort to slow Monty.
From here on Axis troops could only back up.
This tactic might be called stretching out defeat.
The plan to attack Medenine was not Rommel's.
His men no longer listened to him. He was on
borrowed time. Rommel was not a military genius.
He'd become a has-been.
The Field Marshal flew to Rome three days
following the battle. He made his case for
evacuating Africa with both Mussolini and Hitler.
Neither man could tolerate this embrace of defeat.
Hitler hospitalized Rommel for a needed rest.
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OVER EASY
Rommel's victory in North Africa depended on an
army of bumbling Yanks as an enemy. Turns out
the GIs learned quickly from their rookie mistakes.
The vaunted Afrika Korps was stalled outside Tebessa
and 21st Panzer was stuck, well short of its objective,
Sbiba. Both pinned down by Allied fire.
It's Sunday and time had run out.
Rommel's final move was 10th Panzer to take Thala.
The breakthrough must be here and now or this
entire adventure would be a colossal waste.
It's either stampede the Yanks or be caught in a vise,
ground down between two imposing Allied armies.
10th Panzer was too big to be stopped.
Troops defending Thala worked frantically to get
their men and equipment in place and ready.
They needed more time.
General Dunphie's orders were to slow Rommel down.
Make the panzers pay dearly for every foot they advanced.
Dunphie's Valentine tanks would have to go toe-to-toe,
exchanging blows with German tanks that were a
few armored classes better than Dunphie's best.
Buying time meant sacrificing the tankers manning
those Valentines.
The Yanks were a worthy opponent, according to
Rommel. Not as good as the Brits, but they were
learning. Even as American GIs were running
from him at Kasserine, Rommel marveled at
the equipment they abandoned. He was positively
jealous, and concerned. He had no idea the Yankee
military could be so well stocked. And with quality
equipment, as well. He'd never seen anything like it.
He remarked about knocking out 40 Sherman tanks
and in a couple of days they had all been replaced.
It was like his victory counted for nothing.
Here was a general frustrated.
He had no answer for this onslaught of military plenty.
It was a soggy experience for everyone at Kasserine.
You were doused by heavy rains and you slogged
your way through thick mud daily.
That held true for Sunday - day of the final assault
on Thala. Dunphie's armor did battle and fell back
throughout the day, until they reached the Allied
final line of defense. Dunphie's jeep was the last
vehicle through. That should be it. But wait.
Here comes a Valentine up the road.
Must be stragglers. Let them in.
Big mistake.
It's the old Trojan Horse ploy.
They were waved on through.
The Nazis captured this Valentine, then drove it
right through the Allied defense. Rommel's
armor quickly followed. A melee erupted.
It was chaotic, with tanks and soldiers running about,
firing point blank into one another. All the while brilliant
flairs drifted down from above giving the view below
a stark light of almost black and white. After three hours
both sides retreated from the fight, exhausted.
The battle was a draw.
Thala held.
The clouds parted on Monday.
Rommel looked upward and saw overhead hundreds
of Allied planes flying about blue skies,
busy bombing and strafing his men.
Kasserine was over. Rommel needed to get his troops
to Mareth. There was no time to lose.
The map shows why Mareth was so important.
The front line was both fortified and narrow.
Any flanking attempt by Montgomery would be
channeled through a roundabout pass that should
be easily defended. But for how long? Time was
still Rommel's enemy. Each day new troops, tanks
and planes arrived to strengthen the Allied position
in Tunisia. Rommel got driblets and empty promises
by comparison, because Germany had problems
with their war in Russia.
Hitler was losing.
Arnim was right. Rommel's plan was too ambitious.
The fuel and supplies wouldn't be there for all
he wanted to do. Rommel knew this but that just
made his venture a longshot. Unfortunately,
every strategy available to the Axis in North Africa
required some longshot maneuver to avoid defeat.
That maneuver was lost at Kasserine.
In Rommel's mind North Africa was gone.
Italy would be the next battlefield.
Imagine how that would go over with
Mussolini or Hitler.
Rommel was just naive enough to take on
that task.
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OVER EASY