Today we went to the Holocaust Museum. The parallels between the forces of history that brought Hitler and the Nazi’s to power, that led to the stigmatization and systematic execution of entire social groups, and the refusal to aid refugees in their time of need, with the circumstances this week in DC was sobering. I had a premonition of this when we visited the Anne Frank House and I blogged about it in the spring of 2016.
Watch this video of Hitler’s rise to power from the museum. Then read these descriptions of Hilter’s rise to power but exchange some of the words with modern characters and circumstances and then tell me it doesn’t scare the shit out of you.
The Holocaust museum made me cry. It made me profoundly sad and desperate. It nauseated me. It made me furious. And it inspired and empowered me to be vigilant. I encourage everybody to visit this museum and see the horrors and inhumanity of humanity first hand. The depravity therein is more disgusting than any twisted horror movie you can imagine.
We left the Holocaust museum shell-shocked, silent, and stoic and wandered towards the Washington Monument only to be quickly reminded of why we were there.
Unfortunately, the Washington Monument was still closed. But we walked around and admired it and made our way towards the Vietnam Veterans Memorial. Given the recent passing of Tawny’s father (a Vietnam veteran), we felt the need to take a solemn pilgrimage to the monument. There was some catharsis.
We tried to walk by the White House (Obama had just given his last press conference) but the security was too tight and the impending parade route and barriers kept us beyond eyes length. I did see this one sticky note stuck on a nearby sign which seemed simple and fitting enough.
It was a day a reflection and resolve which we’ll need to draw upon over the next few days as we endure the audacity of Trump supporters coming into town and flaunting their vitriol. Good grief.
Proud of you all for being there and for caring enough to STAND UP for democracy!!!
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