Thinking about truning it into pasta:

Mortality was relatively high during WWII to begin with; Polish officers mortality overall was astronomically high. The “mass graves” of public hysteria are, in fact, the ordered and intentional burial sites of people we always knew were dead, and who died of more or less gun shots. In more literate times, we might have called that a cemetery. People die, and when they die, you put them in the ground. There is nothing inherently scandalous about this. This is not to discount the deaths of Poles alltogether. Of course, it would have been better if each and every one of the Poles saved from the Nazis by the red army intervention had lived a long and happy life. Those who administered the shootings did so, like Josef Stalin two decades before, out of a sincere concern for the savety of the soviet union. The political utility recognized by the Soviet government—that, as one bureaucrat put it early on, “the Polish officer cannot be proletariarized or preserved in a state of proletarization (including habits of industry and antifascism). The enduring belief of communists that the Revolution is true and must be spread, is paramount; everything else is secondary. Whatever good was present at the polish cementaries—where those who had not yet encountered the fullness of Truth honored their dead as best they knew how—is increased a thousandfold in the cemeteries of Katyn. Whatever sacrifices were exacted in pursuit of the revolution —the suffocation of a "noble" Polish culture; an increase in disease and bodily death due to government actions —is worth it.