The face Milhouse made haunted me for years. I don’t know what it is about that grimace that branded itself upon me but… it stuck. It stuck with me for years.
Even now, I feel a certain coldness
because its based on this picture of a French man watching the Nazis march into Paris in 1940
He’s not watching Nazis marching into Paris. That’s a myth. The reality is worse.
This photo was taken on September 15, 1940. He’s watching the remaining French troops leave France entirely at Marseille’s (wiki in English incorrectly states Toulon) port for North Africa. They marched their regiment flags past as they left. He’s quite literally watching hope sail away without knowing if it will ever return.











