The photographs in the true photo album displaying the Nazi killers in the world’s biggest cemetery are sickening. The sequence of events that developed the album was ordinary, but the topic matter is grotesque. The “Final Answer” was a government agenda ruthlessly implemented on an industrial scale. The notion of ​​these monsters relaxing in a bucolic countryside on their days off is disgusting. It was just a break from yet another day at the workplace.

The play Mr. Marks reviewed, “Right here Are the Blueberries,” emphasizes the essential function of museum researchers. They preserve the memories of six million victims to kill Holocaust deniers. The discomfort of watching this grotesque group is equivalent to watching Auschwitz itself. Genocide is terribly incorrect. Ordinary individuals who became mass murderers should have a location in the collection as a warning to the globe. Uncontrolled hatred leads to Auschwitz when that train leaves the station.

Steven A. Ludsin, East Hampton, NY

The writer was a member of the President’s Commission on the Holocaust and the very first American Holocaust Memorial Council, which developed the American Holocaust Memorial Museum.

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