Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Rotting on the Ocean



“You know, we always cling to the hope something is going to happen. They're not going to let us rot on the ocean. I mean, something had to happen to us.” Gerda Blachmann Wilchfort – passenger on the St. Louis.

When fear overrides humanity (the better angles of our humanity), we ought to fear. That is when we become the animals who lose the gift of speech – to borrow from C.S. Lewis in The Magician’s Nephew.

“We will be your neighbor unless you are on cruise ship with a disease. We will be your neighbor unless you are on a cruise ship fleeing Nazi Germany.”

At least we are consistent.

The difference between the USA today and the USA preceding and during the Holocaust, is that we probably can’t measure how many lives were lost because we refused to allow Jewish refugees into our “welcoming” land. But we will probably be able to measure how many lives were lost because we shut our ports to those in need during the current crisis.

Perhaps those who survive the cruise ship tragedy will take another look at their attitudes toward refugees fleeing violence in countries south of our borders.

You can read about Gerda at this link:


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