Only a couple of weeks ago I acquired an old book that documented every WW2 raid by German bombers on the town where my mum lived as a child. It also listed details of everyone that was killed, along with their age, address and circumstances etc.
I gave it to my mum (now in her 80's) and she scanned through the list of victims, often stopping and telling me about some of the ones that she had known. One was her 14 year old cousin, killed by a direct hit on his house. She remembered how just the day before, he had bought a smart new suit with the wages he had managed to save from his new job, and had been proudly marching up and down the street in it for all to see. It was possibly one of the few times that he'd owned brand new clothes.
Another victim listed was an 11 year old girl, who had been my mums best friend at school. She had been on an errand for the teacher when the bombers came over. It was one of those times when the air-raid warning only sounded at the last minute, without sufficient time for everyone to find shelter. Uncannily, my mum would usually have been on that errand, but on that particular day she had been delayed by helping her own mother at home.
Personal first-hand stories really bring home the true horrors and devastation caused by such raids, and obviously many such stories exist from all of the nations involved.
As for the rights or wrongs of the actions of our Bomber Command, as far as I'm concerned we were fighting desperately for the survival of our country, our people and everything that we believed in. I'm certainly no expert on the history of WW2, or of the general tactics needed to improve our chances of survival or success, but along with attacking military and industrial targets, I know that anything that impacts on the morale and fighting spirit of the enemy population is also a major factor.
Channa... my late father served with the Commandos and saw action in the Far East. I'm not sure if he actually crossed paths with the Chindits, but I know that he always spoke of them with great respect and admiration.
And lastly, fast forward a few decades....... On several occasions in the 1980's I spoke with a man who had been an RAF pilot in the recent past, and had routinely flown Vulcan Bombers over several foreign lands whilst armed with a nuclear payload. The enormity, responsibility, potential effects of his actions, or whatever, had a very profound effect on him and he took on religion in a big way. He gave up his flying career and became a military chaplain, dedicating his time to the spiritual support of military and emergency service personnel who may at times have to deal with death or tragedy on a large scale.
I don't think anyone should doubt the sense of responsibility or necessity felt by those in Bomber Command.