On a daily basis, I see a plethora of Facebook post (more like rants) about this social injustice and that social injustice. For the most part, I find the majority of them off putting, divisive and unnecessary. What's that expression about opinions and a$$holes? Oh right, everybody has one and they all stink. This onslaught of posts and pseudo-op-eds has been one of the factors in my reluctance to share my thoughts over the last 2 years. However, today is not a day for me to remain silent. Tonight is Yom Hashoah, the day set aside for the remembrance of the Holocaust. I heard an interesting factoid yesterday. There are less than 30,000 Holocaust survivors alive in the NY metropolitan area today. I suppose that it is a remarkable thing that these individuals who survived the horrors and the atrocities of the camps, all in their late 80' or 90's, are still here to tell their stories. To remind us with first hand accounts that we must never forget. The sad but obvious truth is that in the very near future, they will all be gone. Holocaust denial will only grow stronger when there is no one left to remind the World of the evil that befell our people. Growing up, the idea of Tikun Olam, loosely understood as repairing the World, was often tied into the Holocaust. It was our responsibility to help not just our community , but all of Mankind, to move past that awful time in history. Not to forget, but to repair, to grow, to move beyond, to be better. Today, I don't see my responsibility the same way. It's not my job to repair this world. No, my responsibility is to make sure I ,and my generation, makes sure that future generations, never forgets. Soon, the survivors will all be gone. I, no we, can never allow for their stories to disappear. It is our obligation to Keep Telling their Stories! |
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