I was in a church service once, about 25 years ago now, when an old German man rose up from the congregation and asked if he could give a word of testimony. He began to speak and shortly thereafter he began to sob. He said that he had known, as so many others had known, that something sinister, something evil, something terribly and entirely inhumane was happening to the thousands and millions of Jews being rounded up into concentration camps throughout Nazi Germany. We didn’t have evidence, he said, but we knew what was happening nonetheless. We were the people who pressed the shirts of the SS officers and who delivered butter to the death camps. Keep reading...
The Right Side of History
