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Important Document, June 28, 2001
This review is from: Am I A Murderer?: Testament of a Jewish Ghetto Policeman (Hardcover)
When I read Perechodnik's book years ago, I was profoundly moved by the experiences of the writer in the war years. Having just travelled to Germany and seen some concentration camps, I started reading avidly on the Holocaust and the experiences of survivors and perpetrators. The poignant title of the book was the thing that caught my eye and it remains one of the most startling and powerful accounts of the evil that took place in WWII. It is amazing that this first-hand account survived and I wish it was as highly circulated and read as Anne Frank's diary. Perechodnik's account lets us into the sacrifces one has to make in extreme situations and the guilt he feels throughout the war for abandoning his wife and kid entreats us. A harrowing experience. Let us never forget the humanity in us.
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The Thought-Provoking Memoir of a Jewish Ghetto Policeman from the Otwock Ghetto, August 16, 2008
Before WWII, Perechodnik failed to be admitted to a Polish university, yet he concluded: "Besides, I want it clearly understood that I personally did not come in contact with anti-Semitism." (p. xxii). This adds to the refutation of the claim that prewar Polish anti-Semitism had been an inevitable and constant companion of Polish Jews, and that assimilated Polish Jews suffered from anti-Semitism as much as the unassimilated Jewish majority.
The author provides eyewitness comments on the 1939 war, while in eastern Poland: "I don't deny that there were Jews--old-time Communists--who disarmed Polish detachments, but can one blame this on all the Jews? I believe that the number of Jews who fell with arms in hand while defending Poland was larger than the number of Jews disarming Polish detachments." (p. 2). [Probably true, but military service was compulsory and, in any case, loyalty is not a favor but a due.]
Perechodnik believed that the 1939 war had brought Poles and Jews close together (p. 1), although this cooled somewhat in the following year or so (with Polish denunciations of Jews being "scattered incidents": p. 5). And, despite his later bitterness towards Poles, he recorded observations that don't support the modern notion of Poles habitually delighting in Jewish sufferings. Poles in trains passing the Ghetto lowered their heads, made the sign of the cross, and prayed: "May they rest in peace." (p. 41). On another occasion, Poles stood silently as they saw the blood marks on the pavement of murdered Jews. (p. 55).
In a scene reminiscent of Lanzmann's SHOAH, Polish Jews gave a warning (not mockery) you-will-die gesture to Belgian Jews, who scoffed at it. (p. 107). And, unlike Jan T. Gross and his fans, who speak from their safe perches, Perechodnik didn't think that Poles had some kind of a general duty to risk their lives by hiding fugitive Jews. (p. 101).
Perechodnik cuts the Polish Blue Police (Policja Granatowa) some slack in their thefts from Jews by recognizing the fact that the wages they were paid were non-livable. (p. 31). He doesn't go far enough. Poles themselves lived in crushing poverty under German occupation, and this fact readily explains their eagerness to acquire Jewish properties. In fact, Poles who stole from Jews said that: Jews were already doomed by the Germans, Jewish wealth had originated from Polish soil, and, were Poles not to take Jewish property, it would be taken anyway--by the Germans. (p. 6, 57, 72, 99). Of course, stealing is virtually universal in wartime, and even the Jewish ghetto policemen frequently stole from each other. (p. 88).
The Ukrainian police was vicious. They often shot Jews in the Ghetto, at close range, for sport (pp. 33-35, 44, 105). As for Perechodnik's own Nazi collaboration, which included the dispatching of his relatives to their deaths at Treblinka, he wrote of having a stony heart (p. 104), of believing that he would outlast the Nazis (p. 106), and asking the question of the memoir's title. (p. 54). He then fled the Ghetto and was aided by a succession of Polish benefactors (e. g., p. 101, 159-167, 182-183) before his eventual reputed suicide.
Ironic to the modern thinking that blames Christianity for the Holocaust, Perechodnik, an atheist, concluded: "We are puzzled about where such hatred by Germans of Jews comes from, how much of it is the fault of the Jews. My opinion is that, setting aside inborn German sadism, the desire to murder for the enjoyment of killing, and the lust for gold, I ascribe the entire blame to the Jewish religion. One cannot enjoy the hospitality of other peoples and consider oneself a chosen people, better and wiser...Yes, the Jewish religion has divided us from other people with a Chinese wall, had inculcated in us a psychology of distinctness..." (pp. 171-172; see also p. 151).
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