summarize the article 329 Chapter 11 World War Erich Maria Remarque THE LOST GENERATION In Erich Mar
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329 Chapter 11 World War Erich Maria Remarque THE LOST GENERATION In Erich Maria Remarque's All Quiet on the Western Front, a wounded German sol- dier reflects on the war and his future. He sees himself as part of a lost generation (See also page 313.) Gradually a few of us are allowed to get up. which life goes its daily round. And this is And I am given crutches to hobble around on. only one hospital, one single station; there are But I do not make much use of them; I cannot hundreds of thousands in Germany, hundreds bear Albert's gaze as I move about the room. of thousands in France, hundreds of thousands His eyes always follow me with such a strange in Russia. How senseless is everything that can look. So I sometimes escape to the corridor; ever be written, done, or thought, when such there I can move about more freely On the next floor below are the abdomi account when the culture of a thousand years nal and spine cases, head wounds and double could not prevent this stream of blood being amputations. On the right side of the wing poured out, these torture-chambers in their are the jaw wounds, gas cases, nose, ear, hundreds of thousands. A hospital alone shows and neck wounds. On the left the blind and the lung wounds, pelvis wounds, wounds in the joints, wounds in the kidneys, wounds in know nothing of life but despair, death, fear, the testicles, wounds in the intestines. Here a and fatuous superficiality cast over an abyss of man realizes for the first time in how many sorrow. I see how peoples are set against one places a man can get hit. Two fellows die of tetanus. Their skin turns obediently, innocently slay one another. I see pale, their limbs stiffen, at last only their eyes that the keenest brains of the world invent live-stubbornly. Many of the wounded have weapons and words to make it yet more refined their shattered limbs hanging free in the air and enduring. And all men of my age, here and from a gallows; underneath the wound a basin over there, throughout the whole world see is placed into which drips the pus. Every two these things; all my generation is experiencing or three hours the vessel is emptied. Other these things with me. What would our fathers men lie in stretching bandages with heavy do if we suddenly stood up and came before weights hanging from the end of the bed. I see them and proffered our account? What do they intestine wounds that are constantly full of expect of us if a time ever comes when the war excreta. The surgeon's clerk shows me X-ray is over? Through the years our business has photographs of completely smashed hip-bones, been killing;-it was our first calling in life. knees, and shoulders A man cannot realize that above such shat- tered bodies there are still human faces in things are possible. It must be all lies and of no what war is I am young, I am twenty years old; yet I another, and in silence, unknowingly, foolishly, Our knowledge of life is limited to death. What will happen afterwards? And what shall come out of us?