Sunday, March 23, 2025

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Saturday, March 22, 2025

Mussolini







 

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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©  Tom Taylor







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Saturday, March 15, 2025

Paper Tiger

  







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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©  Tom Taylor







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Saturday, March 8, 2025

End Game

 


  

 



  

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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©  Tom Taylor








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