Originally posted by The Vagabond
Just a couple of comments. It is not quite correct to illustrate the magnitude of lend-lease by singling out some specific area (e.g. trucks, locomotives) and pointing out an impressive percentage of lend-lease supplies versus the corresponding Soviet production. It is more correct to compare the gross numbers that include ALL products. Thus the total lend-lease to the USSR amounts to $11 billion (BTW it was $31 billion to Britain). At the same time, the USSR production is estimated at $190 billion. You see the point?
Just a couple of comments. It is not quite correct to illustrate the magnitude of lend-lease by singling out some specific area (e.g. trucks, locomotives) and pointing out an impressive percentage of lend-lease supplies versus the corresponding Soviet production. It is more correct to compare the gross numbers that include ALL products. Thus the total lend-lease to the USSR amounts to $11 billion (BTW it was $31 billion to Britain). At the same time, the USSR production is estimated at $190 billion. You see the point?
All this **** reminds me this situation:
A house of one man is on fire. He run to his neighbor and scream "I need help"
N: Sorry it is not my problem. I don't have to risk my life in fight for your house.
M: But, your house is close. If we will not stop the fire now, your house will be next.
N: I doubt this.
M: Fight with fire alone.
*later*
The fire is growing, and there is a real threat that next house will fire too*
M: *Again begging for help* Look, I told you if you will not help me, your house is next.
N: It is not my house. I don't have too.
M: At least, give me a fire extinguisher.
N: No, I can't. What if you are right? I would need it for myself.
M: GIVE ME SOMETHING!!!
N: Ok, take this buker of water.
M:*runs away to fight the fire again*
*few hours later when the fire is almost over*
N: *Apears in shining fire-fighter uniform.* Ok, I come to save you and our street from the horrible disaster. Don't worry, everything is under control now. I'm a proffesional. I will stop this fire within few seconds.
M:*almost totaly exhaused after hours of fight* Thank you ****** freind.
N: Drops a glass of water on fire.
Reporters arrived.
M: Drops on ground senseless.
Reporters: Who stoped this terrible fire?
N:Well, at the beggining it was M., I have supplied him with all nessecary equipment and training. Later I finished it myself.
R: Sir, you are so gentle, without you our street would be in ruins now.
N: It was my duty.
End of story
Every of your victories they try to turn into theirs, and if they delivered you field kitchens, they'll say after, that "the victory is ours, because a hungry soldier can't fight". You can't blame them on that, it's part of the big propaganda machine. They need this to create and support this "We are the greatest" feeling.
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