#holocaust mention tw

[botanikos]

From the Munday meme: If you could learn any language at the snap of your fingers, which would you learn, and why?

Munday Questions. Send in a number(s) to get to know the mun better! ☆

Romanian or German! My great-grandmother was Romanian and a survivor of the Holocaust. I would want to know the language so I could reconnect with roots and recipes that have faded over time and so that I could travel with ease to visit her homeland. ♡ She knew like 6+ languages. ^~^ we had to have someone translate her Papanași recipe!

[anti-ao3]

Saw a media literacy essay on youtube and it had a bunch of proshippers in the comments talking about how all antis lack media literacy and sorry for coming here to complain it just grinds my gears when these people throw around the terms purity culture and media literacy. Like I would understand if they weren't trying to sexualize kids and abuse, but some of them were just straight up saying to doxx people. And then theres shit like the jaws effect and a bunch of research but I guess thats toooooooo elitist! (Sarcasm.) I dunno I just wish people would take maybe a few minutes to think about what they're reading and why it was written and why they're reading it but maybe thats just too much to ask

No need to apologize! Feel free to send asks like these when you want to!

Yeah, usually people who defend fiction this much are those who aren't affected negatively by propaganda, which is literally everywhere, even in children's media. I hate that these people are so against any sort of criticism that they call minorities "conservatives" or "puritans". In fact I absolutely hate that proshitters compare themselves to actual marginalized groups because they're being told that liking pedophilic/incestuous/abusive/racist ships is bad (I will never forget the time someone took a poem about the Holocaust and made it about fandom shit).

Honestly, yeah, I think one of the main problems about proshitters is that they refuse to be critical of their favorite media. They equal it to "censorship" when it just really means "hey maybe acknowledge the harmful concepts in this work". Nobody is saying you're not allowed to engage with anything, but you have to listen to minorities when they point out issues with your favorite media. Especially when they've been doing that for decades at this point (like when it comes to H/arry P/otter, and yet the fans still refuse to listen).

[midnightactual]

As this is a portrayal that heavily centers actual history as a background element, and has spoken heavily on historical matters and attitudes, I feel the need to weigh in on some "discussion" currently happening regarding the matter of historical accuracy.

I'm not going to make you read it. If you choose to do so, you do so at your own discretion. But I will make one thing perfectly, vibrantly clear: If you support erasing history for the sake of your own personal comfort, I don't want you following me and you can get the hell off my blog.

I want to start by noting that I've had to spend a lot of time thinking about how Yoruichi would've been responded to historically, and what she would've done historically, such as here, here, here, here, and here. I also want to note that I have been very loud and vocal about calling out casual racism toward PoC by the greater Bleach fandom in diminishing Yoruichi and Kaname.

Having now established my bona fides, I want to address some completely fucking stupid arguments I've had the displeasure of seeing recently:

said it was for "historical accuracy" which is also a bullshit cop-out

No, what's bullshit is you pulling a Ron DeSantis and engaging in historical erasure while acting all high and mighty about it. I regret to inform you that the past sucked and people in the past were not enlightened, and if they somehow lived for hundreds or thousands of years would not be enlightened simply by continuing to exist into the present. You're apparently quite intent on erasing the historical fact of racism.

And you know what? If the shoe was on the other foot, if someone was playing a Nazi character but chose to completely ignore the historical factuality of anti-Semitism and the Holocaust, you would probably be saying the exact opposite thing you are now. You would be decrying them for erasing the horrors of the Nazis and white-washing their political agenda to make them more palatable as people.

Don't even try and deny it. So what's really at play here is that seeing something made you feel icky. Well, you can't have it both ways.

History isn't something to be presented accurately only when it matches what you think is good and right. History is ugly and complicated and messy. You gonna go out and torch DVDs of Roots or The Color Purple next? Because that's what you're already doing here. Might as well go whole hog and actually commit some physical historical censorship!

You're out here censoring the past and giving aid and comfort to the people who would—and are!—happily doing the same by normalizing it. They argue the exact same shit that you do: that seeing discussion or portrayal of racism makes them feel uncomfortable! So guess what? That means you're friends with the actual real racists out there actually promoting a racist agenda, and you're no better than they are.

You will not defeat racism by pretending it never existed anymore than you will by pretending it doesn't presently exist. Good god. Stop it. Get some help.

FOR REAL like bro this is a story abt ghosts and friendship and talking plushies you think i give a SHIT about """ historical accuracy """

Ah, yes, Bleach, a manga which literally centers the fact of a character being discriminated against for his appearance (Sajin) as a plot point, which literally spends about 40% of its runtime on a genocidal war of extermination over "racial differences" (Shinigami vs. Quincy), and which routinely showcases pre-modern Japanese attitudes and conceptions (bushidō) could not possibly ever comment on the fact that these distinctly non-modern pseudo-Japanese characters do not and should not behave in modern ways.

Despite the fact that it does so constantly, with things like Rukia speaking archaic Japanese and having to read manga to catch up, and Yoruichi thinking nothing of co-ed bathing with Ichigo, a Japanese attitude which was prevalent until the 1970s.

I've been waiting for someone to try and have the argument with me that Yoruichi is a sexual predator for exposing herself to a minor twice, once willingly, despite all the long history establishing the fact that nobody thought anything of it for centuries. It might as well be you lot. Come on then, come at me.

What, it never crossed your mind? Then you clearly have no idea what manga you're actually talking about. Bleach also features cannibalism of children, by the way, just in case you forgot. It's literally in the first chapter.

[golvio]

Welp, so much for “Israel was founded for Holocaust survivors by Holocaust survivors, and must continue to exist as a settler-colonial nation with a war hawk far-right government obsessed with strong-arming its neighbors into submission to keep those survivors safe!” 🤷

[auressea]

so this is .. still happening.

"We've seen mounting antisemitism, racism and xenophobia globally and in our own backyard even," said Nina Krieger, executive director of the Vancouver Holocaust Education Centre. "The Holocaust speaks to, really, the possible consequences of hate left unchecked."

VideoInherited trauma: Growing up the child of a Holocaust survivor

In the spring of 2022, Jewish advocacy group B'nai Brith released its annual audit of antisemitic incidents. It found sharp increases in anti-Jewish hate crimes, including beatings, vandalism of synagogues and swastikas in schools across Canada.

Antisemitism in Canada at record levels in 2021 with surge in violence, audit finds

The audit said British Columbia experienced a 111 per cent increase in incidents from 2020 to 2021 — from 194 to 409, including 56 cases of vandalism and 296 incidents of online abuse and hatred."

(X)

[knaivcs]

💭 @glvtted

**Trigger Warning: genocide, child harm, implied CSA, Holocaust mention, gore**

He'd brought him to Conrad because he wanted to know, because he needed to know- To what extent.

"Well, I can only speculate, but-" William began, pinching the bridge of his nose tersely.

Words like 'multiple' and 'comorbid' and phrases like 'consistent only with long-term abuse' fell from the good doctor's lips like palettes of bricks and it was all far uglier than Knives had been expecting, but he didn't look away. He didn't stop listening. He didn't 'turn off' the way he oftentimes did when he would sit at the piano and play for hours on end.

His mind drifted back to the old footage of Earth, the skeletal encampment prisoners huddled in their blankets. Some went into shock from eating real food. The doctors had given them new clothes and cosmetics, things to gently remind them of their humanity and it all seemed like some sickeingly grotesque parody of normalcy.

After that, how could anything feel 'normal'? He didn't know.

Weakness meant death when you were just an animal (humans are animals).

The boy was made from hatred and fear and blood and he wasn't sure whose it was. The lumps of meat that used to be an obese city official, he'd seen the kid pick up a shard of glass tight between his little fingers and stab the end into it's eyes over and over- The head turned into a pincushion of broken rebar.

Behind his eyelids he can still see the villages ravaged by imperial soldiers in their stark red and white jumpsuits, the death marches, the children with no arms. Just waving stumps and begging- Not for money, but a bullet. Please. Just one bullet. Kill me.

Maybe he should pick up another slave kid before he does this, just so the boy wouldn't have to be alone, but why wait?

He's still asleep, wearing a old SEED crew uniform that Knives had given him. The same one he'd been wearing when he'd enacted his plan. He walks up without hesitation, claws forming from the knuckles of his left hand. He pulls his arm back.

He'd wanted to die anyway, it's not going to get much better from here on out. Some things just keep their hot-wire edge no matter how many times someone tells you 'it's over', that it's 'gone now'. Because acknowledging it was real meant that the darkening stains of the past made it so there was no point being alive in the present, much less some distant future.

He wants it out, but he can't get that image out of his head, the way he'd smiled when the sweep of the blade kissed his throat.

The blades retract once more and he took a step back. He tilts his head to the side in thought, then leaves, making sure to close the door quietly behind him.

Tomorrow.

Tomorrow, there will be food and perhaps he will think of a proper name.

[johnhughesdidnotdirectmylife]

I got a 98/100 on my part of a script for an educational children's documentary because it didn't have enough "child-appropriate humor" and "gags."

I am writing the part about Holocaust refugees.

[andromachos]

The xmen saga is such a painful thing to watch. Imagine being magneto. Literal holocaust survivor snd you're so into the most democrat man alive. Charles they're making laws and experiments against your kind what do you mean there isn't a war on mutants

[pomegranategolem]

kind of a rant ig

tw: holocaust mention, antisemitism, homo/transphobia etc etc tell me if i didn't tag something i should've

Being Jewish is so full of contradictions.

Like... I LOVE being Jewish. Don't get it twisted. But other people hate me just for that, and it's like a slap in the face. Every. Damn. Time. Being Jewish is complicated in a bad way right now, and it shouldn't have to be.

Judaism is beautiful. For reference, I'm a convert. Every step I take closer to Judaism feels like coming home after a long journey. Judaism IS home to me. Preparing for all the ceremonies and cooking for the holidays and celebrating and meeting with my rabbi and going to classes and learning Hebrew... It fills me up inside. G-d is my loving parent, and I am the lost child who wandered back into Their arms...

So you can understand the pain when I'm told things like that I'm not allowed to wear my kippah (I am apparently being offensive to Jews despite being Jewish), that H*tler apparently WOULDN'T have sent me to a camp because my parents aren't Jewish so according to this (Christian) girl, I'm not a 'real Jew'. She also interrupted me when another dude asked if Jews are allowed to be queer. I was in the middle of saying, 'Yes, we are, although some Jews are homophobic, and the view varies depending on denomination.' She yelled over me to say that actually I was wrong and Jews aren't allowed to be gay and that she knows more about Judaism than me. Even though she asked me when she found out I was Jewish (because I was like, 'i am right fucking here' when she said she liked H*tler and that he was 'a wonderful man') how I could believe in G-d if I don't believe in Jesus. And that's ONE person I've had to get bullshit from. A librarian, who I previously thought was an ally, and had religious discussions with her, tried to proselytize me. She told me that I needed to believe in Jesus and that she hoped I 'saw the light' before 'the time' came. Immediately after trying to tell me I was being Jewish the 'wrong' way because I'm queer and I don't follow Orthodox practices. Like, Orthodox people are great! But not everyone is or wants to be Orthodox. People think me wearing my kippah, or practicing my Hebrew, or doing practically anything to be openly Jewish is the funniest thing to laugh at. This isn't even the worst that can happen. This is even before I try and go out. This is a world where I've got a million chances to be shot or beaten up or something else unsavory, either for being Jewish or queer or both. I have a fair chance of being hate crimed in my own place of worship. Do I regret my conversion one bit, with all the rampant antisemitism? No. Same way I don't regret being queer or trans with the rampant transphobia and homophobia. Because it's not the identity causing the pain. It's the assholes.

So to every rude person who's ever given me flak for my Jewishness, history will forget you. If you are remembered, it will be as a Haman, not as a Mordechai or Esther. I'm going to embrace my Jewishness even more, because I, like so many Jews, am full of spite. And love.

To all the goyim who are truly being allies, thank you so much. Together, we can try to make a world where NO Jew has to face this or anything of the sort. Sorry for the long post. I think I needed to get it out, tbh. Much love.

[golvio]

They also prohibited cartoons from actually explaining who the nazis targeted and why (because then they’d have to tell kids that gay people exist AND admit that Reagan and the hate groups he enabled during the AIDS epidemic weren’t good people, and we can’t have THAT in the ‘90s!), and how people like your friends and neighbors could go along with their government enacting a campaign of genocide against “undesirables,” which I suspect is why we’re having these current issues with people stanning the nazis to begin with.

Watching cartoons in the late 1990s before "Nazis are bad" became a politically charged sentiment was a real trip because you could flip on the TV on Saturday mornings and see brightly coloured cartoon heroes beating the shit out of baddies in clearly identifiable Nazi uniforms, but the Nazis would have no discernible goals beyond being generally nasty because network standards prohibited children's media from acknowledging the concept of death.

[sayruq]

[capitainecorbeau]

[ID: A simple drawing in black ink of the OP, a person with dark wavy hair, drawn from the shoulders up. They're wearing a sweater and glasses, and they have a tired, disgusted expression on their face. There is text above and below them that reads 'MFW They're making holocaust jokes in the chat at work (it's not even the first time lol)'. End ID]

I'm 99% sure I'm not gonna start shit over it but, just in case, I took a screenshot.

[gay-jewish-bucky]

80th Anniversary of the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising: "The World Has to Know That We Did Not Go Like Lambs to the Slaughter."

April 19th, 1943 - May 16th, 1943 Warsaw, Poland

“The question is not why all the Jews did not fight, but how so many of them did. Tormented, beaten, starved, where did they find the strength, spiritual and physical, to resist?” – Elie Wiesel

In the morning of April 19th, 1943, on what would be the first night of Passover, the Warsaw Ghetto Uprising began. German troops and SS entered the ghetto to deport its surviving inhabitants to the death camps.

In the summer of 1942, as Jews living in the Warsaw ghetto were deported to Treblinka, reports that made their way back quickly made it clear that "resettlement" meant mass-murder. In response to this, Jews citizens in the ghetto began forming organized resistance forces; the Jewish Combat Organization (ŻOB) and the Jewish Military Union (ŻZW).

Following the January 1943 success of a smaller-scale resistance preventing a deportation attempt, an act that led to the suspension of such deportation efforts by the Nazis, the residents began to secretly build subterranean tunnels and shelters in preparation for a full-scale uprising.

Throughout April rumours swirled of a final deportation of the ghetto's remaining Jews. On the 18th it became clear that German forces, reinforced with artillery and tanks, were moving in to carry out their final action. The alarm was raised, and residents retreated to their underground shelters. They would remain here for the duration of the uprising, refusing to surrender themselves to deportation.

A group of around 700 Jewish resistance fighters, made up of the ŻOB and ŻZW and led by 24-year-old Mordechai Anilevitch, joined together to stage what would be their final stand against the Nazis. These brave young people were malnourished and lacked proper military training, they were equipped with nothing but poor-quality or even homemade weapons and their bare hands.

By contrast German forces numbered 2000, they were well-equipped and well-trained and had advanced knowledge of the existence of these resistance groups.

Despite this stark imbalance, on the first day of the uprising the ragtag Jewish fighters met the invaders head on and successfully forced the Nazis to retreat outside the city walls.

Amongst all of the chaos and destruction all around them, the Jews hiding in the tunnels and bunkers gathered together to celebrate Passover with what little they had, breaking homecooked matzah and drinking illicitly obtained wine.

The Warsaw Ghetto Uprising held strong for a full 27 days, coming to an end on May 16th, 1943. Unable to gain a full advantage, the Germans had resorted to burning the Warsaw Ghetto to the ground in an attempt flush out those in hiding so they could be rounded up.

In the months following the official end of the uprising some Jews remained hiding out in the rubble, periodically attacking German police on patrol.

This was the largest uprising by Jews during World War II and the first significant urban revolt against German occupation in Europe. It inspired many more uprisings, especially amongst Jews in camps and Ghettos.

May Their Memories Be a Revolution

Learn More: Warsaw Ghetto Uprising | Holocaust Encyclopedia Holocaust Survivors Describe the Last Passover in the Warsaw Ghetto Tuesday, Nissan 27, 5783 / April 18, 2023 - Jewish Calendar - On This Day

[fromgoy2joy]

Me, naively at 10: oh hey I just read a bunch of books about people surviving the holocaust. This antisemitism thing is pretty bad. But where could it be coming from? All the Nazis are gone and we hate them. Everything is fine now right?

Me, at 19: oh fuck- it is everywhere. It has weaseled its way into the core of every social movement, if it didn’t start out like that in the first place. It is in every political talking point about how there’s a “secret entity” ruling America. It’s in calls for death or violence against “Zionists” and their “organizations” without the definition of what that means. It’s in the acceptance of antisemitic people and movements as long as they have other desired components. It is everywhere and there is no inclination to stop it.

[drekkavac-moving]

She  could  make  out  that  her  dad  was  SPEAKING , but  as  to  what  he  was  saying ... That  was  completely  lost  on  her.  Whatever  he  was  saying ... They  couldn't  really  focus  on  it  enough  to  make  up  what  it  was  he  had  said.  The  fever  was  still  there.  Still  OBVIOUS.  But  now  shivers  were  starting  to  make  themselves  known.

Even  hanging  on  was  proving  to  be  IMPOSSIBLE  for  her , but  luckily  enough ... She  didn't  have  to  worry  about  that , considering  one  of  the  things  she  could  register  was  the  tight  hold , and  the  quickened  pace  he  was  taking  to  get  the  two  of  them  to  Steve , Jamie , and  Jen.    " Steve ... Jamie ... Jen ... "

Memories  were  still  coming  back  to  her , but  Jamie  and  Jen  had  been  two  people  that  she  HAD  REMEMBERED.  Jen  had  been  one  of  the  few  things  that  kept  her  some  company ... And  HYDRA  had  made  DAMN  SURE  that  they  didn't  forget  Jamie.  Sometimes  she  had  wished  that  she  could  have , and  she  thought  about  that  in  that  very  moment  when  she  pondered  whether  or  not  she  was  going  to  get  to  see  him  again.

Before  she  could  dwell  on  that  thought  ANY  LONGER.  Before  her  delerious  mind  could  worry  more  about  if  she  was  dying  for  the  moment , the  pace  quickened  a  little  more , and  the  voice  of  someone  else  could  be  heard  as  they  got  closer  to  the  car.  She  could  KIND  OF  make  out  that  it  was  Steve , but  that  had  mostly  been  deductive  reasoning.  The  hatch  to  the  trunk  of  the  car  made  her  jolt , and  a  WHIMPER  left  her  lps  when  she  was  placed  laying  down  in  the  back.

Everything  HURT.  Which  was  only  made  obvious  to  her  when  her  body  made  contact  with  the  floor  of  the  vehicle.  Steve  reached  into  the  back  seat , grabbing  the  blanket  sitting  next  to  Jamie  and  tossing  it  back  to  Bucky  to  hand  to  Anya  before  peeling  out  of  where  the  Forerunner  had  been  parked , and  making  their  getaway.  Anya  heard  Steve's  voice  again , but  COULDN'T  MAKE  OUT  what  it  was  that  they  were  saying , and  instead  focused  her  attention  back  on  her  dad.

" Pappa? "    She  beckoned , feeling  another  coughing  fit  coming  on , and  resisting  the  urge  to  do  so  by  clearing  her  throat.  Her  voice  sounding  a  little  RASPY  when  she  spoke.    " Am ... Am  I  dying? "

@oozeyboozey

The only SOLACE that he had in all of this was that Steve was, indeed, not too far away from where he and Anya were. Even with that being the case though, every single step that had to be taken to get him closer to his partner felt like an ETERNITY to Bucky. He had learned to navigate more perilous landscapes since the War. Since then, he'd gained experience in operating in just about every sort of terrain.

His blinders were set securely and all he could think about was getting Anya some place where they could assess EXACTLY what had been done to them. There was a burning within his esophagus that he tried not to focus on, tried to PUSH PAST the warnings that he certainly knew by then as his INSTINCTS. Bucky was desperate not to believe that there could be any lasting or FATAL going on with Anya. Holding her in his arms however, against his chest, Anya was radiating heat at an even more intense level than a typical enhanced person. Her breathing was shallow and when she did speak, it led her into INTENSE COUGHING. A moment later, Bucky's sense of smell picked up a familiar copper scent, and his WORST FEARS were confirmed with a speckle of blood on her lips as she spoke, doing her best to tell him more about what had happened.

He was ready to tell her to conserve her energy, but when the explanation hit his ears and REGISTERED...it felt as though his entire body had gone numb. They had a gas... They had a gas... THEY HAD A G A S.

Bucky felt like his ears were ringing, his blood ran cold yet he felt like he was being set on fire from the INSIDE, and he continued to hold Anya close just by simple virtue of feeling an INSTINCTUAL NEED TO PROTECT kicking in at full force.

A child's screams, her pleas in Polish, her face streaked with tears as she ran towards him while being pursued by Camp Officers with German Shepherds. She's begging him for help, to hide her, to help her find her parents who were already LONG GONE. He tried to take the fall for her, tried to convince them that she ran because he had beckoned her, but it only earned him a beating, and he wound up with his mouth full of his blood as they held him still and forced him to watch as they SHOT HER IN THE HEAD-

Breathing became a damn near impossible task and his vision was clouded with unshed tears. Had he been within his right mind, he might have been able to stay in the current moment, he might have been able to prevent the DEVASTATION from overcoming his hues.

"No...no..no, no..." His breathing was shallow as he spoke under his breath, pleading for that poor child, pleading for HIS POOR CHILD, begging for all of this to stop, to be a nightmare.

Had he not been entering the clearing that he agreed to meet Steve in, he might have collapsed under the weight of his emotions alone. He was barely able to make out the shape of a black Range Rover with Steve's frame leaned against it while presumably Jamie was in the back seat already, waiting.

If there was anything said, he couldn't hear it immediately. It felt like he was inhaling fiberglass. He rushed to the back of the vehicle and opened the large hatch, climbing inside and gently placing Anya along the space that was converted by putting the seats down.

He begun to check her vitals, he knew damn well already that she had a fever. What he couldn't process though was that he was nearly HYPERVENTILATING at that point, but he was BARELY MAKING A SOUND with every rushed and rapid breath.

[historic-meme]

Today is Holocaust Remembrance Day. This whole week l have been thinking alot about the Holocaust. So last night I re-read maus. One panel really stuck out to me during this reading. For context this is in Maus 2 when Art is talking to his therapist, a Holocaust survivor, about how he feels he could never measure up to his father who survived Auschwitz. At this point in the story his father had already past. May his memory be a blessing.

The dialogue, “but you weren’t in Auschwitz. You were in Rego Park,” hit me like a punch to the chest. I have no better way to explain the paradoxical guilt I felt and continue to feel as the granddaughter of a Holocaust survivor. I did not live during the Holocaust. It had ended before my grandmother reached eighteen years old. And yet, the Shoah seems to loom over me. Forever a reminder, that I am alive by sheer luck. My great grandfather’s parents as well as two of his brothers were murdered in Auschwitz. My great grandmother’s twin sister was also murdered in the Holocaust. Despite hours of research, I still have no idea where exactly she died.

Using the term guilty for what I feel doesn’t seem exactly right but there is no better word in the English language. Maybe if I was smarter or more articulate I could find better words.

A key theme of this chapter is intergenerational trauma. This is the same chapter that has this iconic image.

On this Holocaust Remembrance Day, I simply want to acknowledge the real and extremely painful intergenerational trauma and inherited survivors guilt felt by descendants of Jewish survivors. I know I struggled in the past with feeling like I even have any right to feel this way considering I am three generations removed from any of my family that were murdered in the Holocaust. If any other Jews struggle with thoughts like this, I want to assure you that your feelings are valid and real. Intergenerational trauma is complicated and the feelings that come with it don’t simply disappear once a certain number of generations from the event pass.

This post is specifically about the Holocaust and jewish intergenerational trauma stemming from our persecution and genocide. If this post resonates with you as a non-Jew who has intergenerational trauma I am glad, but please do not derail this post.