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Never Forget, or the Rise of the Alt-Right

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We don’t say “Never Forget” to memorialize the people who were killed. Their memory is important. Desperately so. That’s not why we say it, though. We say it because it must be understood that this is a thing that happens. That humans create holocausts. That they can happen anywhere. That humans can easily find themselves willing to send their neighbors to death through their own lack of vigilance, awareness, or even belief.

This is horrible and not okay. Absolutely none of this is okay. The German people were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Russia were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Cambodia were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Belarus were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people of the Soviet Union were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Armenia were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Rwanda were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in East Timorese were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Burundi were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Iraq were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Guatemala were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Bosnia were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Pakistan were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Bangladesh were not especially bad people. They were just people. The people in Syria were not especially bad people. They were just people.

These people and countries that I list here are not all the genocides in history. They are just a majority of the ones from the 1900’s onward. Not. Even. All. Of. Them.

It happens. Not because people are bad. But because people commit genocides when they are desperate. Because when things don’t make sense we tend to say become insular and say it’s “them” or because we need to return to “good values.”

Author: pollychromatic

Polly is a 40 something woman living in the wild far flung northern suburbs of Atlanta, Georgia. She struggles to be awesome on a daily, and sometimes hourly, basis. Some of her thoughts on life, the universe and everything can be found at the world through rainbow eyes Gravatar photo - © Sarah Klockars-Clauser

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