The Holocaust, and every other unspeakable crime against mankind, is a lesson, etched in unfathomable suffering, stamped in blood and irrevocably sealed in dying — that we, every man, every woman, every child, must never again make the pretense of blindness in the face of evil.
If we do not have the courage to confront evil in uncompromising terms, to stamp out every vestige of evil in our midst, to rip aside the euphemisms that we contrive to mask the face of evil before the outrage of our conscience — then by our default we have entered into complicity with evil.
By our very silence we have enacted, and continue to enact, the enormity we pretend to abhor.
Because we have failed to recognize our own destruction in the destruction of the lives of others, the dying of every man, of every woman, of every child by the sword of our silence is, despite our desperate pretensions, the inexorable dying of our selves.