Good discussion on Crooked Timber here.
The bit I like best in the article is this:
Resistance, confined to a small minority until 1944, was dominated by what middle-class people would categorise as "the awkward squad": teachers and unionists (many of them leftists), young mavericks, communist activists, journalists, peasants: in short, little people.
Yes. The awkward squad. The whiners, the libruls, the complainers.
Do you remember the
It's my belief that complainers and activists have a place in society, like canaries in a coal mine. They might be a pain sometimes, but other people use them as a warning system that things might be going a bit far in the wrong direction. Like real pain does in the body I suppose.