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Originally Posted by The Batlord
After a million documentaries and history classes on the Holocaust you kind of get numb to it. They're just stories or times past tbh. I've honestly felt more connection to the emotional side of that **** by listening to this music than I have in a long time, and while that hasn't been "shock, horror, revulsion" of concentration camps you do get more of an idea of the human side of the other side, you know? When the type of person who would believe in that **** stops being a boogeyman and starts becoming some ignorant goon from a racist punk song, or some guy you watched on an alt-right Youtube video, then you get a more engaging picture of just what the other side is about, which means more than just fifty year old pictures you can pretend are a relic of the past.
TBH the kind of person who would legitimately feel this **** is far more cringey than you'd think from being terrified of Hitler speeches. I think it's kind of important to remember that. Hitler was speeking to a very primitive part of human psychology, and no matter how "upliftingly" crazy the Nazis might have been, it's nice to remember that they were really just speaking to garden variety ignorance.
But there's definitely a theatricality to the whole thing that makes it entertaining to watch/listen to, whether it be old Nazi rallies or bargain basement neo-Nazi punk recordings.
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Very smart things. I agree with most of that, but then, when it comes to the views on nazism, I have a different perception. It's probably from where I live. There's a tombstone on the corner of my neighborhood in memory of a few thousand civilians murdered at that very spot. There's a rail station nearby that was used to transport a few hundred thousand people to death camps. When people ask me 'how old is this building?' I can easly answer 'probably like 50 years old at most cause everything, really everything was ruined'.
I'm a very liberal person but nazism is probably the one of two things that repulse me to my bones and stays outside of my zone of tolerance.