Serious

The cover on today's Liberation was of the railroad tracks leading to Auschwitz, buried in snow on a winter's night, lit up in a string of candles. A fitting and elegant tribute, a piece of fire in the snow, like a shard of life delicate that won't go out.

Yesterday was the anniversary of the liberation at Auschwitz. It's an important historical event. FYI, the Holocaust is called the "Shoah" in France, which is actually Hebrew for "burnt offering." But from what I've seen and heard, it's the survivors that suffer, not the dead. So this burnt offering, holding on to all these memories in the hope of staving off a reprisal, keeps the trauma of the living survivors alive.

How can we remember when what is remembered is unfathomable, indecipherable? And why should we remember when the nothing changes. If widespread genocide isn't currently at play, the large scale segregation of the world population based on class/power/royalty/fame already has us already living complicitly in ghettos.