Lost and found is my eureka! blog, my rediscovery of my short fiction and poetry submissions published in literary magazines and university literary journals some decades ago. Interspersed, occasionally, with more recent, hitherto unpublished pieces.
Children stand behind a barbed wire fence at the Nazi concentration camp at Auschwitz as it is liberated by the Red Army(Keystone/Getty Images)
A Grave Undertaking
The excoriating venom of hatred represents a human affliction of visceral personal delight. The reverse order of their paranoid savagery is to do unto others before they do you, of a people with no interest in committing harm on anyone. Psychopathic minds so infused with the corroding malevolence of hate they skulk in the shadows of society until by some evil alchemy they attain power and with it create an avalanche of vicious slander and blame persuading the majority that the minority among them has plotted a universal conquest of the morally unfit to enslave the superior ethnic, religious tribes -- so the solution can only be the timely mass eradication of the Jews, sub-human lice after all, deserving of their hideous fate. Madness prevailed until sanity returned and the bigots the odious racists, the anti-Semites brought low, the ghostly spirits of the dead haunting those who argued within that the tragedy of the Jews was, after all, none of their business, but one certainly felt badly for them. An historical hiatus, a new nation born from the old, and behold, Israel! the mass psychosis of brutal menace born of blind hate is also born anew.
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