It is February 19. The other night I was sleeping and had a terrifying dream, just horrible. It was about how in the midst of Second World War a man came to power in the United States after promising during his election campaign to end the war in just a few weeks or even days by making everyone come to an agreement.
At that time, the United States was an extremely important country. The main stronghold of the Western world, the arsenal of democracy, the land of the free and the home of the brave. And so, as this man was elected, he immediately started talking about his great relationships with Adolf Hitler. He even called him Mr. Hitler and did not hide his admiration for him.
Many in Europe thought this was some kind of clever game, that the United States president was actually making calculated moves to flatter the Fuhrer into a trap. But very quickly it became clear that this was not the case.
The new United States president accused Europe of refusing to negotiate with Mr. Hitler about peaceful coexistence. He claimed that the war wouldn't have started if only Europeans had peacefully agreed to hand over their rights, their laws, their borders, and their history to Nazi control.
"This is your fault," the new American president shouted at the Europeans. "Because of you, we can't freely trade with our Nazi partners. Because of you, we have inflation and an influx of refugees who, for some reason, refuse to die in the comfortable and welcoming concentration camps of Mr. Hitler."
Then the president continued: "Of course, we are still the land of the free, but we are willing to give up quite a bit of what that 'free' includes, if it means the price of eggs drops by a few cents. And naturally, we are still the home of the brave, but you must understand, we are not brave enough to risk upsetting Mr. Hitler."
I woke up at the moment when the main stronghold of the Western world raised a white flag and the padlock was placed on the gates of the Arsenal of Democracy along with the sign that read "Closed at the request of our partner, Mr. Hitler". Phew, I thought, what a relief that it was just a dream, just a terrible bad dream, right?