« Truth Said In Jest | Main | A Very Cordial Church »

December 14, 2006



Very fitting especially with the Holocaust denial conference in Teheran. I grew up in Forest Hills and I would see all the time old Jewish folk with the tattoos. How anyone can say that the genocide never took place is beyond me. I know many (personally) who deny the holocaust in my community and celebrate what is happening in Iran because of some negative experience with Jewish people in their past. One fellow's mother was sexually molested in her youth by a Jewish doctor so now he supports crazy things like that conference.

I am very disturbed right now because their hatred is so out there.

Mrs. Peperium

To deny the Holocaust is to perpetuate its evil. That conference was made up of several different players -all there for different reasons but getting together for common cause -the destruction of Israel. How they each envision destroying Israel may vary but the goal is the same. History teaches the biggest brute always win in that kind of game. Can our State Department revoke the passports of the Americans invloved? They should. More importantly, the Republicans ought to be tripping over each other to get to the microphone to denounce David Duke. He was once a Republican and they need to denounce them. This will be used against them down the road...

Also, the fact that Chuck Schumer hasn't commandeered a sea of TV cameras to denounce this is reprehensible.

Three things that must not be overlooked are:

1. There is a very real reason as to why the Catholic Church had a Nazi survivor as Pope. Pope John Paul II, when he was working in a factory, was once rounded up by the Nazis and taken into a camp. He was immediately placed in line to be shot to death by firing squad. When it came to his turn, the Nazis stopped firing. It was quitting time for that day. He was sent to a barrack. The next day he was released for reasons he did not understand why. Another time, at night, he was walking along side of the road and was hit by a Nazi squad car. The Nazis kept on going and left him for dead. Someone found him and got him help. He suffered from those wound he substained that night for the rest of his life.

2. Pope Benedict was forced to be a member of the Hitler Youth.

3. This denial conference happened during Advent....


This reminds me of when I was in Berlin and a young man, from Detroit BTW, intruded in a conversation I was having with my friend and proceeded to harrangue us about his being Jewish and not a Zionist. My friend, just ripped into the guy. It was nice to see a European, and a Slav at that, stand up for the Jews.

OK, that story was just a way for me to be able to post this without being too tacky.


You had to know this was coming.




These images of love helped me today in my disturbance.

Old Dominion Tory

Denying the Holocaust also is a gross insult to the brave men who fought to end Nazi tyranny. Is the honor we bestow on all those men who rest in all those cemeteries and their comrades who were fortunate to come home, therefore, based on a colossal, grotesque lie?
Moreover, what else will be found fit to "deny" if we commit the Nazis' gross atrocity against the Jews (and the Poles, the gypsies, and other peoples) to the status of "urban legend"? Stalin's murderous purges and his ruthless ethnic cleansing? The Rape of Nanking? The carnage of Mao's Great Leap Forward and Cultural Revolution? The Killing Fields of Cambodia?
And, yes, Mrs. Peperium, the lack of podium-punding outrage on the part of many of our politicians, especially those of a party that claims to have cornered compassion, is distressing. Correct me if I am wrong, but Senator Schumer et. al. demonstrated more moral outrage at tax cuts than they have at the ghoulish Teheran conference.



I have a picture of Fr. Kolbe in my cube at work. He died at the concentration camp - and they say there was no Holocaust.


Saint Teresa Benedicta of the Cross (Edith Stein)


Fr. M.

Thank you, Mrs. P., for your kind words and for this powerful illustration.

The mark left on Ben, this victim of "man's inhumanity to man," was clearly more than the tattoo on his arm, it was an entrenched stain on his soul as well. He and Stanley were men who had indeed survived with bodies (mostly) in tact, but the most of components which make us more than carbon-based life forms had been robbed from them, or, at best, mitigated, gone -or lessened- the civility, the morality, the reasoning decency that makes us human and seperates us from the beasts.

The prevailing culture of death today actively seeks to "stain" us and especially our young and to rob us of our very souls. Our weapons of choice in the culture wars must include the three great theological virtues of faith, hope and charity and the waivering commitment to pass these along from parent to child.

In advent we wear the purple of penitence which is also a purple of joyful hope. As we wait for the Messiah to come among us as as Innocent Child we know that we are His by virtue of the cleansing Baptism that saves us from the Original Stain and is renewed with every Confession that gives us more joy and more hope. And, like St. Paul advises us, we pass on what recieve in that confessional- forgiveness, mercy, kindness, so as to be a "leaven in the world."

"Oh come, Divine Messiah, the world in silence waits the day wheh hope shall sing it's triumph and sadness flee away!"

Fr. M.

I meant "unwaivering" not waivering.

By the way, I am very partial to salad bowls and an sorry you lost yours. I was Baptized in a salad bowl, but a plastic one, and in no less an august edifice then a rectory basement.


I love it, Fr. M.; you offer us a profound and lovely Advent reflection, then tell us you were baptized in a plastic salad bowl... Were you a wee babe then?


Fr. M.

Our hostess introduced salad bowls into the discussion so it was too off topic...

The parish was just starting and the rectory basement served as the temporary chapel as we didn't have a proper church yet.

Don't worry, I've been compensating for my humble Baptismal venue ever since...

Fr. M.

I meant "wasn't off topic." Sorry, I am commenting from my phone.

Christine, I would love to hear your thoughts on Mrs. P.'s excelllent post.


Commenting from a phone? You are one high tech priest! I can't even text message correctly!!

Fr. M.

Hey, Misspent, I am sure St. Paul would've had one of these jobbers had they been around then...


I don't even *know* how to text message. I don't know what an i-pod is; and for the longest time I couldn't figure out what those thingamabobs were that law students were carrying around in their palms.


Father, I can't add much to your insightful reflections. Who knows what psychological damage was done to Ben during those years in that camp, the degradation he experienced and incorporated into his understanding of humankind, and thus his subsequent treatment of himself and his fellow human beings (one of the manifestations being that Mrs. P commented on).

Fr. M

Christine, I don't know what your work situation is, but texting really, really makes life easier. If you are a stay-at-home mom then you might not need it as the ones you need to communicate with are right there with you. Mother M., acting on a hot tip from a friend, gave me an ipod for my birthday and the thing stayed in the box for a year-- I was totally afraid of it. Well, having learned to use it, the contraption comes in handy on the subway, the gym, etc. You can even listen to REAL Christmas carols while the world around you offers it homage to grandmothers run over by reindeer.

Fr. M

BTW Christine, I didn't mean to put pressure on you about the "Ben" post, it was very Graham Greene (in the best sense)reflection in the teasing out of strands of hope and redemption out of the dark personal experiences of these men. I was just curious what what crossing the gray matter the Catholic Oxbridge Ladies' Demographic (which is always illuminating). Just curious... when will we have new points to ponder in Laudam Gloriae?


Fr. M,
I used to blog rather frequently, but took a nine-month-long break because, essentially, living in the real world was more important. I've returned to it, but now post only sporadically and, I hope, more substantively. I hope, though, to write soon on various aspects of the French Revolution, the last true monarch of England, the Spanish Civil War, and whatever else touches my fancy.

The comments to this entry are closed.

My Photo

It Goes Without Saying

  • All original material published here is the property of the writer who penned it. Stealing is not only frowned upon but will be dealt with by strong-armed men trained in the art of legal jujitsu. The views put forth here are not the views of any employer we know which is most unfortunate.
Blog powered by Typepad