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...Ignorance. The Irish famine does not come under the head of genocide, as British Historian A.J.P. Taylor provocatively has put it. The gas ovens of Auschwitz were the weapons of a deliberate crime. The Irish tragedy was a more confused thing, in which ignorant good will was not the least fatal element. But it is hardly surprising that the Irish blamed the British and that 1,000,000 Irish who somehow managed to escape to Canada, the U.S., England or Australia carried with them as their only inalienable possession-hatred. Only the statute of limitations, which rules the reading...
...looked to be a drawn-out trial, a Tel Aviv carpenter tearfully recalled that Barenblat's Jewish police once trooped back from a round-up in Bedzin "loudly singing, as if from a victorious engagement." described how they herded Jewish men. women and children into trucks headed for Auschwitz. "Even the streets wept." the witness said. Prosecutor Libai conceded that Barenblat saved "maybe ten or 20 Jews.'' but added: "This court will have to decide whether to save his own soul he was entitled to carry out the tasks of the Jewish police...
...worldwide scale." In his prepared text, distributed but prudently omitted from the spoken version, Campbell claimed that racial hatred has reached such a pitch that "in our generation white children will be marched into gas chambers by dark-skinned masters, clutching their little toys to their breasts in. Auschwitz fashion." In the same mood, Episcopal Layman William Stringfellow gloomed that "the most practical thing to do now is weep...
...John helped rescue and provide for Jews escaping from Nazi Germany, and in France after the war he recoiled in horror when he saw films of Jewish bodies piled high at Buchenwald and Auschwitz: "How could this be? The mystical body of Christ!'' When a group of Jews visited him after he became Pope he walked up to them and simply repeated the Biblical greeting: "I am Joseph, your brother...
...cavalry saber. "I took his sword and humbled it," she muses, "scraped muck from mouldings, rust from behind benches, dug holes for my plants. It was too awkward for peeling potatoes." Her rebellion comes when she tries to thrust herself into the freight cars full of Jews bound for Auschwitz-to call them to the attention of fellow townsfolk, who have chosen to ignore what is going on. Böll's point: in an insane world, sanity is madness. Duly confined to an asylum, Faehmel's mother at last recognizes her most dreaded enemy-not the Nazis...