Jews I grew up with voted for people who embrace the Swastika.

Jews I went to college with support people who support those who proudly wear the Swastika.

Jews I have known as an adult make excuses for people who crave to see the extermination the swastika represents.

I think about this everyday but I’m bringing it up tonight because I just finished watching the new John Williams documentary which is now streaming on Disney.

I was grinning like the boy I once was from the themes of Star Wars and Raiders and Close Encounters and E.T. and of course, Superman.

But what came next was a quick clip Schindler’s List and I started to weep.

It was supposed to be Never Again. But here we are. Again. On our own soil. Helped into power by our own.

My heart is shattered like a windshield in a fatal car crash.

I looked into those faces in that quick clip and I saw a level suffering which should have remained in one place only. The history books.

You may accuse me of exaggerating and I know many of you will, but if you don’t hear them calculating, you’re not listening.

And the only way this madness and this horror and this terror will ever stop repeating itself is when the majority of the people look into the eyes of another and finally see themselves looking back.

Love/thanks,

GB