They called it the*épuration sauvage,*the wild purge, because it was spontaneous and unofficial. But, yes, it was savage, too. In the weeks and months following the*D-Day landings of June 6, 1944, Allied troops and the resistance swept across France liberating towns and villages, and unleashing a flood of collective euphoria, relief and hope. And then the punishments began.
The suspicion and punishment of women after World War II is part of a cycle of repression and sexism that began long before D-Day and continues to be seen today, in the conversation around the #MeToo movement. It begins with a terrible event, then women get blamed, then aggressively attacked and finally the assault is forgotten. In the 74 years since the D-Day landings, the barbarity of the*épuration sauvage*— its violence against women — has often been overlooked. As I learned more about these women, their stories and images haunted me, compelling me to write about them. The result is my novel,*The Lost Vintage, which features a character accused of horizontal collaboration.
It is time to ask why these women paid the price for the sins of men. It is time to recognize that these women, too, were the victims of sexual harassment and assault. It is time to remove their story from the shadows, and share it in an effort to stop the cycle from continuing. It happened to them, too.
Ummm, there were plenty of women who did terrible things. It also ignores the millions of women killed by the Germans and ultimately by the Soviets as well through various means.One of the woke persons on my FB feed posted this article arguing that we should not be celebrating D-Day, and doing so is just another example of toxic masculinity! Another great piece by TIME
What Happened to Women in France After D-Day in 1944 | Time
My grandfather was the same way. He was in the Pacific Islands. He stormed the beaches of the Isle of Leyte. He passed away in October of 2017. He never spoke of the war and deflected any time it was brought up. When I was in high school he gave me some books to read about the war, rather than telling me about it.my grandpa hit normandy beach on d-day. he was 2nd wave in. never wanted to talk about it. i can't begin to imagine what he saw.