On the National Mall in Washington D.C there is the Jewish Holocaust Museum. Most people have only a superficial knowledge of what this museum stands for. You may, like I did, believe that it contained only images of dead bodies, stacked like cordwood and that it really wasn’t something I wanted to see. Why there is such a need for such a thing is a question that is left hanging in the space of our collective consciousness. Then when you finally go, you find that your understanding was just the tip of the iceberg…
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