My Apologies to the Danes

Your truly (at age 20), visiting Danish friends in Aabenraa.  Spring 1988.

Yours truly (at age 20), visiting Danish friends in Aabenraa. Spring 1988.

If you had a chance to read the previous post, you’ll see that a Dane has properly and justly corrected an error I made four years ago.  My sincere apologies for not only writing in such a sloppy manner, but actually for thinking in such a sloppy manner as well!

I remember well the context of the original post back in 2011.  I had just finished reading William Shirer’s tome on World War II, and I was quite taken with those who had resisted the Nazis in whatever form possible.  In my haste to praise the King of Norway, I ended up insulting the King of Denmark.  This is unacceptable, and I should have been far more careful as a thinker and as a writer.

So, again, my apologies–utterly and fully–to the King of Denmark and all good Danes.

For those of you who know me personally, you know my love of all things Danish and Scandinavian.  For a long period of my young life, I was quite in love with a Danish young woman–though we decided to go our different ways well over 25 years ago–and the weeks I spent in Denmark were some of the best of my life.  I have always admired Danish history, the Danish language, Danish mythology, Danish architecture, Queen Margrethe (especially for her love of Tolkien), and, especially, the very warm Danish people.

Undskyld mig,

Brad Birzer

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