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Responding to Holocaust Denial

Responding to Holocaust Denial

We have a duty to educate the world. Here is one survivor’s harrowing story.

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Recently, 8th grade students in a school district in California were asked to decide, based on information given to them by their teacher, if the Holocaust happened or if it was a 'scheme for monetary gain.' Rabbi Yaakov Salomon called this "blatant anti-Semitism, coming in the Rialto school system whose superintendent is Mohammed Z. Islam."

How do we as a Jews respond? I submit to you thoughtful readers that educating our own community and the world about what really happened a mere 75 years ago is the best approach. We have a duty to teach the world, an obligation that has become even more acute with the release of ADL’s new survey on global anti-Semitism that reveals that almost half of the world’s adults never heard of the Holocaust and over a quarter hold anti-Semitic views.

There is no simple way to begin to grasp the enormity of 6,000,000 innocent Jews being murdered by the Nazis just because they had Jewish parents. But one man's account may be a start.

Eugene Heimler is a remarkable man who survived Auschwitz-Birkenau, Buchenwald, Tröglitz and Berga-Elster, and lived to be an eloquent witness to the world and write about this unimaginable horror. Heimler became a psychiatric social worker and therapist and developed a model for overcoming trauma based on his experiences in the camps. He wrote about his experiences with a poet's sensitivity and realness.

Responding to Holocaust DenialEugene Heimler's book, Night of the Mist is a heart wrenching classic; it is the best way I have found of getting through to the current generation who think of 1940 as ancient history.

One incident will hopefully be enough to confirm the realness of this tragic time for the world:

And while all this flashed through me, someone leaned towards me and whispered in my ear the same words I had heard from the apparition that morning: ‘After the roll-call get away from Barrack No. 17. Danger….’

The SS officer was now standing in front of me. I felt that even the wind had stopped blowing… He looked at me, and as if mesmerized I looked back deep into his eyes. I do not know how long we were staring at one another. I do not know how long he stood before me.

A harsh shout brought me back to my senses. The ‘Appel’ was over. People were slowly dispersing. I knew that something was about to happen, that I had to do something. Half-conscious, I stumbled towards the electrified fence.

A long ditch ran between the electric fence and the back entrance of the barracks. If someone could no longer bear his dreadful existence and deliberately touched the live wire or chanced to rush against it in a fit of nerves, his body, struck dead in an instant, fell into the ditch and lay there until the “Sonderkommando’ came to take it to the crematorium. It was in this ditch that I took refuge after the Appel was over. Feigning death, I lay there motionless. Yet I did not understand myself why I did so: some unknown power seemed to have benumbed my senses, holding my thoughts and movements in suspension.

I had been lying there for a long time, watched only by the glassy stare of several corpses, when suddenly I became aware of a loud rumbling. Till then I seemed to have been in a coma, but this noise brought me back to full consciousness. I recognized it immediately – SS lorries were rolling into the camp. Almost at once they pulled up sharply before Barrack No. 17. The night was dark; only the headlamps of the lorries lit the scene. I held my breath and listened. Curt words of command were clearly audible. I knew what they meant: no one might leave the barracks.

With rifle butts, whips and bare fists they goaded my comrades from the barrack into the lorries. Now and again a shot echoed through the night. The minutes seemed endlessly long. Suddenly I sensed that someone was approaching the ditch.

“Well, what are we to do with these carcasses?” I could recognize the SS soldier by his voice as he addressed his companion. I did not dare to move my head or to look up out of the ditch. I lay there, my arms spread like the other dead bodies. His torch wavered over the corpses. “Look, that one’s still moving,” he yelled. “He’s moving, the stinking carcass.” Cold sweat broke out all over me. I knew that his machine-gun would be trained towards the ditch. I longed to cry out “No, not this way – I don’t want to die like this.” But I was paralyzed. A single shot rang out, followed by a dull groan, then quiet again. He must have finished off someone not yet quite dead – perhaps one of those who had been thrown into the ditch in the afternoon after having been nearly beaten to death.

Minutes passed.

Then the steps receded. They would probably make a special trip for the corpses in the ditch later on.

It was only now that I became aware of the screams and cries that filled the night. One after the other the lorries started off, loaded with human cargo for their fiery destination. The whispered stories that I had heard from the older prisoners about the gas chambers now hit me with dreadful reality. It seemed to be true after all – a thing which even here had seemed unbelievable.

Slowly I lifted up my head as the last of the lorries was passing through the camp gates with its wailing load. Barrack No. 17 gaped wide open in terrible emptiness. I had to get away from it, forget I ever belonged to it, get into some other barrack.

“Away, away from here…Quickly, quickly…”

On all fours I began to crawl along the ditch. I knocked into dead bodies – I climbed over them. My hands were smeared with their blood.

From Night of the Mist, pages 42-43.

If after reading this blood curdling vivid depiction of one day in a concentration camp, anyone could deny the experience of millions of tortured souls, their hearts and souls must be made of stone.

But despite his unfathomable pain, Eugene Heimler did not become a bitter man. After much internal struggle he moved to England, became a therapist and started helping others overcome their trauma. With unbelievable courage, he even went back to Germany to work with the children of his torturers and began to create healing.

For anyone who wants to become educated about the Holocaust and healing from its wounds, I highly recommend three of Heimler's books, Night of the Mist, A Link in the Chain – A Journey from Auschwitz to Resurrection and Messages – A Survivor's Letter to a Young German. They are all newly published and information can be found on the Heimler website http://www.newholocaustliterature.com/

As Jews it is our responsibility to be a light unto the Nations and to heal the world in the Image of God. Let us use this opportunity in time to educate ourselves and the world about healing and overcoming the obstacles that stand between us.

Published: May 17, 2014


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Visitor Comments: 7

(4) Peter, June 4, 2014 3:44 PM

I lived with Muslims

An Imam told me the Holocaust did not happen. I pointed out that I disagreed with him, and that it did. I think you have to just be an understanding person and see where these statements are coming from. Other people, like Muslims often feel oppressed also, and lash out at other groups of people. I don't think a lot of these people who deny believe what they are saying. Some say these things for effect. They knoiw it hurts, and to my mind, to say things that hurt others is cruel and evil. I am not Jewish myself, but I often cry when I hear what Jewish people went through in WW2. I also have great pity for others like the Serbs who were horribly murdered at places like Jasenvic. People often bring up Palestinian suffering now. My take on that is that this suffering does not somehow cancel out the Holocaust. All oppression of others is bad, and should be solved by talking. The Holocaust did happen, and people should be constantly reminded of this, lest it happen again to Jews or anyone else.

(3) Bracha, May 23, 2014 7:26 PM

Thank you

I just want to say thank you on behalf of my entire nation to all of you non Jews who support us and pray for us. May G-d bless you all.

(2) Anonymous, May 22, 2014 11:06 PM

if you save 1 soul ....

I'm also 2nd generation. I see your point and you're right for the most part. I cannot help but fighting deniers, even if i save only 1 soul.

(1) jgarbuz, May 22, 2014 4:25 PM

We Jews cannot "educate" anybody and should stop trying.

As child of holocaust survivors myself born in a German DP camp, I long opposed this nonsensical liberal dogma that we Jews can "educate" or "repair" the world with repitition of our own horrors. Clearly, it hasn't worked. There been a quite few genocides and mass murders over the last 60 years despite all of our investment in Holocaust museums and blandishments. It has failed. The only answer is a strong Israel that fights for its rights. Our species will continue to be whatever it is till the very end. We will not change anything, and just be a laughing stock for our efforts.

Bob H 2003, May 22, 2014 10:32 PM

Sorry, but only Jews can educate the world!!

I am a gentile, but one who believes in and worships the God of Abraham Isaac and Israel.
I am also a gentile believe that the land was given to Israel in perpetuity by God. I therefore always look out for your nation and pray for you, and try to stand with you.

Obviously the holocaust did not happen to me or to any of my family, but I have read many books about the holocaust because I am concerned about the future. I watch as increasingly, anti semitism grows in the so called free world with the tacit permission of those in power who could and should halt it.

However, I write this to challenge jgarbuz to rethink his comment.

If you Jews abandon any attempt to keep the truth of the Holocaust before the eyes of the world, the world will bury it.
If that was the case, try to imagine a world with no memory of what happened to Jews in the 1930s and 1940s. For such gentiles, people like me, there would be no defining history for the Jews during the Third Reich period. They would be no different to any other people group so why should I think differently about them, other than the fact that they cause immense trouble wherever they go, particularly in the middle east.
People would of course still hate you, and continue to blame you for all the world's ills. However, in this world with no Holocaust memory there would be absolutely no restraint to stop their ambition to eradicate all of you because they would have no guilty history to challenge them.
It is merely conscience, and understanding of the Holocaust that gives some measure of restraint to those who despise you.
Please keep that factual memory alive.

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