It is now discussed freely-sometimes too freely and too much. The theme of the Holocaust is no longer taboo. That was the prevalent attitude of parents. What good is it to tell children of man's endless capacity to do evil? To describe to them atrocities that challenge reason as much as faith? They will grow up they will find out. Why burden them with the complexes and traumas of the Holocaust? One can understand their point of view one can almost share their misgivings. For years and years, parents did their best to shield their children from a subject they considered too depressing. Remarkable, too, the large number of such works -a phenomenon both inexplicable and disconcerting. A setting that is remarkable because these are books intended for young readers. Such is the setting of the seven titles here. And human life was worth less than a speck of dust and weighed less than a handful of ashes. For in this sad and morbid land, people lived and died under the sign of the executioner-he was king and sovereign. The killers killed, the victims vanished without leaving a trace, almost without regret. Except that they were divided into two distinct groups: those who shouted and those who trembled those who struck and those who were struck down. And so, all the inhabitants looked alike. Somewhere in Europe, on the other side of vast oceans and towering walls, there was, once upon a time, a kingdom of malediction where children were not allowed to live and old men were afraid to be seen.
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