Just Beyond Prudence: 180

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

180

My sister showed me this short movie, and it really surprised me the answers that some people gave. I'm a World War II buff, and the fact that some people do not even know who Adolf Hitler was just blows me away. It's a really interesting movie, and I recommend that you watch it.

3 comments:

Julianne DrewsOctober 24, 2011 at 8:07 PM
Wow. Powerful. It opened my eyes a lot. Thanks, Morgan.
-Julianne
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Morgan JOctober 26, 2011 at 5:08 PM
You're welcome. I'm glad you liked it.
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TarissaNovember 3, 2011 at 2:13 PM
Really great video. Definitely eye-opening the way some of those people can support Hitler's actions... I can't believe their opinions! And then the fact that many people didn't even know who he was---whoa.
Thanks for sharing the video.
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