The words in the title of this post aren’t mine.
They came from Montreal Holocaust Museum president Dorothy Zalcman Howard during an interview with CTV Montreal News tonight on the 75th anniversary of the liberation of Auschwitz.
For me, and for many, the very word “Auschwitz” is synonymous with hate, unspeakable horror, tears, and so much sorrow. I know that every time I see that word in the next few days in the media — and I work in the media — I am going to feel pangs of sorrow.
Sometimes, man’s inhumanity and brutality makes me weep, literally.
What about that inner God I mentioned in a post earlier today?
How do people lose touch with that pure principle of brotherly love at the core of their being and commit such horrific crimes?
Dorothy Zalcman Howard talked about the hate that exists today.
And you all know there are a lot of haters out there.
She listed four groups as the main targets of hate in Canada, and probably the U.S. as well, in this order: 1) Jews. 2) Muslims. 3) Blacks. 4) LGBTQ people.
As a member of the LGBTQ community, I am noticing more hate being directed at some of us, especially at trans people. I fear the potential Hitlers.
So, I can relate to how my Jewish, Muslim and black sisters and brothers feel when hate is directed at their communities, and when they feel threatened by potential Hitlers.
Through my experience, I can empathize with anyone who has been/is the target of hate and discrimination.
But when I think of the pain of the victims of Auschwitz, I am crushed by the empathy.
We must remember Auschwitz with solemn ceremonies and the like, no matter how much it hurts, no matter how much the memories make us weep — if only to remind everyone that we must be on guard against hate.
Love . . . it must triumph.