Weekend self-care open thread: We'll meet again

Yesterday marked the 75th anniversary of Victory in Europe Day, when the Nazis surrendered unconditionally to the Three Powers, ending six years of war on the Continent.

BBC One had a commemoration of the event. If you can catch it through fair means or fowl, please do so.

The moment which stood out for me was an interview with a finely-aged Scottish lass who had served in the Forces. The interview was conducted by the inestimable Joanna Lumley. I present it for you below:

I'm not one to inordinately lionize the Greatest Generation. But I will say this: it survived a Depression and a cataclysmic war, came through the other side, and rebuilt the world. Will we be able to do the same? Will we be able to look our descendants in the eye and tell them: We did the best we knew how to?

I think we will. The gun humpers roaming around screaming to reopen prepared for the wrong apocalypse. This revelation requires humility, decency, and patience, not violence and bravado. They prepped all these years for a breakdown in society, and instead found themselves unable to cope, because they lacked the qualities which imbue the survivors. Empathy is foreign to them, but it's what's necessary to survive a plague. Kindness is weakness to them, but is, in fact, the greatest strength. They prepared to shoot people after Y2K, or an economic meltdown; but their preparations were for eventualities they had conjured up in their fevered minds, thinking all human beings were as benighted as they were.

This is our chance to build something better, something we can proudly hand off to those who come after us. It's what we owe them. It's what we owe ourselves.

As Dame Vera Lynn sang: We'll meet again.