Crematorium in operation at Dachau, the first concentration camp established in 1933 (Photo credit: Wikipedia) |
I was just
over at Delightfully Ludicrous, (link), reading that
today is
Swastika Rehabilitation Day. It's a funny/bizarre
story and it's
worth reading what she has to say about it.
Anyway.
I was on a bike tour of Bavaria in 1988
and was
overwhelmed by the beauty of the German countryside
and the intense spirituality of the people. We often found
little grottos deep in the woods with a
small statue of
The Virgin and a burning candle set in
front of her.
Religious paintings and statues were
everywhere.
But Bavaria has a dark history.
It is the place where the Nazis conducted
their torture
experiments on prisoners.
When we entered what was the SS
headquarters for the camp,
there were huge banners hanging from the
ceiling that showed
the faces of some of their victims.
The Nazis documented everything so well.
I just don't have the words to describe what it was like.
How
can you describe looking into eyes that show anguish
beyond
all comprehension.
And there was not a sound.
So many people were there that day and we
were all numb. The
silent tears just ran down our faces and
nobody bothered to try to
hide them or wipe them away.
The crematorium had a bad smell.
Fifty years after it was first used it still stank.
Fifty years after it was first used it still stank.
But that being said, my dear fellow bloggers, it is my personal
opinion that the swastika can be rehabilitated -
opinion that the swastika can be rehabilitated -
when humankind learns to stop hating.
Until that time it must remain verboten.
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