ABSTRACT
But that night, the attack didn’t come. Indeed, for the next two weeks, Piotr and Leszek simply held their ground, capturing the range of the strikers’ emotions, from the euphoria of the strike’s first days to spirit-sapping exhaustion as the action dragged on. No one doubted that an attack would come. The only question was when. In scenes reminiscent of the American Alamo, 75 men and women facing almost certain annihilation stood steadfast in the face of army tanks and provocateurs who’d occasionally feign an attack in order to probe the strikers’ defenses.
