They live on opposite sides of a fence yet became friends. The fence is not the kind that keeps neighbors, better neighbors. It’s a barbed-wire fence, for one child is in a death camp; the other is the Commandant’s son, who, … out of loneliness, discovers the camp. They’re both 8 years old and don’t understand the evil just across the hill.
It’s a movie that not one person in America should miss; it’s called “The Boy In The Striped Pajamas”. Most people don’t want to admit this kind of evil still resides among us, but it does – even in the OCCUPY camps. And one can hear it if one listens closely, … in the halls of Congress. But we hear rumblings of it, … here and there.
I suggest you make yourself aware of what lurks just beyond your doors, crouching, to strike when no one is listening nor watching, … when no one thinks it’s possible this shall happen again …. It’s real and those which wait until the time is right, are gathering strength.
And their strength? It comes, … from (y)our denial!