Claudio Arena
Mr. Roe
English 3cp
27 May, 2011
Holocaust: The Inaction of the Allies
In history there have been unfortunately many genocides, or killing of an entire population. One of the biggest genocides in history was the killing of European Jews by Nazis, the Holocaust. While studying the Holocaust, it may be normal to ask some questions which are not usually asked: How much about the Holocaust was known by the allies while it was happening? Was Anti-Semitism present in allied countries as well during World War II? Did the allies have the possibility of stopping the Holocaust? Was information about the Holocaust fairly reported by the allies’ media? If stopping the Holocaust was possible, was the cost of it worth it? The Allies extensively knew about the holocaust while it was happening and for different reasons took almost no direct action to stop it.
Before the end of World War II, different reports from concentration camps gave the Allies information about what was happening. Witold Pilecki, a Polish soldier during World War II, entered the concentration camp of Auschwitz in 1940 under the name of Tomasz Serafiński for a secrets-gathering operation. After escaping Auschwitz in 1943, Witold furnished the first intelligence report about the concentration camp, a long document known as the Witold`s report. In this document Witold extensively talks about the killing and its methods, saying that “in already finished gas chambers, first mass gassings of people were started” (229). He also says that “We were building the crematorium for ourselves” (30). This report was transmitted to the allies’ governments, as well as other reports about the concentration camps, like the Vrba-Wetzler report from two Auschwitz’s escapees. Mark Grimsle, a member of the Ohio State Department of History, says that “By the summer of 1944, escapees from Birkenau had supplied the Allies with detailed, accurate information about the facility. The crematoria and gas chambers could be readily identified in aerial photographs” and so “Both Churchill and Roosevelt were briefed on the industrialized killing under way at Birkenau”. Also, the “[New York] Times published 1,186 stories about the Jews of Europe” (Grimsle), even if, not much attention and some distortions was brought to these stories. For these reasons, in “December 17, 1942, the United States, Great Britain and the Soviet Union issued a public statement” (Fischel) saying that “the German authorities . . . are now carrying out into effect Hitler’s often repeated intention to exterminate the Jewish people in Europe” (qtd. in Fischel). It’s then self-evident that the governments had plenty and detailed records of what was happening in the concentration camps, and this knowledge was also public, thanks to public statements of allied countries. Information was also given about the different facilities of the concentration camps and their construction, especially in the Witold’s report, making planning for possible attack extremely simple. Lack of information about the concentration camps then cannot be the cause of the inaction by the allied countries and the US.
One of the main reasons why the allied forces didn’t take any direct action to stop the Holocaust isn’t merely a practical problem, but a problem lying in the social atmosphere in the allied countries and especially in the U.S. during World War II. Indeed, in these countries strong Anti-Semitism was diffused in the population, army and government as well. During the late 19th and early 20th century, “U.S. army officers tended to see themselves as the guardians of the ‘true’ America – white, Anglo-Saxon, and Protestant – against the tide of immigrants crowding the nation’s cities. They subscribed to the concept of Social Darwinism . . . [and] Students at the Army War College studied the pseudo-scientific writing . . . about the superiority of the Nordic (or Aryan) race” (Medoff, “Anti-Semitic Politics”). The Jews, historically persecuted almost everywhere, were a perfect target for this new generation of army officers. “US Army Major Charles E. Woodruff, whose Social Darwinist writing and lecture helped provide his military colleagues with a ‘scientific’ basis for racism, wrote that Jewish ‘parasitism and ethnic disease’ threatened to turn America into another ‘Poland.’ It was no wonder, Woodruff wrote, that other nations had always persecuted the Jews: ‘European nations have repeatedly undergone disinfection in this regard . . . It is not a persecution of Jew as Jew, but an extermination of an invading disease’” (Medoff, “Anti-Semitic Politic”). These thoughts, which were much diffused in the army, sometime also influenced the government. For example, in 1921 the US government established the quota system to contrast immigrants arrival. General George S. Patton “favor[ed] the Germans and detested Holocaust survivors” and Benderrsky said that to him, their appearance and habits were manifestations of their hereditary racial traits of mental, moral and physical inferiority and degeneracy. Patton characterized the Jew as being lower than animals (qtd. in Medoff, “Anti-Semitic Politics”). This shows how Anti-Semitism was spread everywhere, even in the U.S. and how many generals actually supported the Holocaust. The comprehension of this social atmosphere is fundamental in understanding the reasons for the inaction of the U.S. and the allied countries, which otherwise would seems meaningless if we don’t take in consideration practical problems for a possible action.
However, practical problems were not the cause for the inaction of the Allies either. Indeed ,as Grimsley says “The Auschwitz complex was well within range of the U.S. Fifteenth Air Force, based on Foggia, Italy” and also the “Allied bombers did bomb Auschwitz—five times” (Medoff, “New Evidences”). As Medoff says “On August 20, 1944, a fleet of U.S. bombers dropped more than one thousand bombs on the factory areas of Auschwitz, situated less than five miles from the gas chambers” (“New Evidence”). Many bombings near the concentration camp of Auschwitz took place between 1944 and 1945, and B-17 and B-24 heavy bombers actually bombed the German synthetic oil factories at Auschwitz and more than 2,800 B-17s and B-24s struck oil factories at Auschwitz and several other locations within 45 miles of Auschwitz concentration camp (Medoff, “New Evidence”). So bombing of Auschwitz concentration camps, as well as others, was indeed possible and not very difficult. “The real question is not whether Auschwitz could or should have been bombed, but rather why the Allies, despite knowledge of the Holocaust, made only perfunctory attempts to stop it” (Grimsley).
Another important factor in understanding allies’ response to the Holocaust is to understand how information was passed from the camps. Although information like the Witold’s report were available, lots of comments and interpretations of them have been done. Maybe due to the anti-Semitic clime in the allies, people often underestimated the reports, or said the news was exaggerated or propaganda. Even in the New York Times, “editors buried stories about Nazi outrages against Jews in the middle sections of their newspapers” and the events of the Holocaust “made Times front page only 26 times, but in only six of those stories were Jews identified on the front page as primary victims” (Fischel). Also, many magazines refused articles about the holocaust saying “get a less Jewish story” (qtd. in Medoff, “Anti-Semitic Politics”), and normally tried to omit the fact that the Jews were the main target of the Holocaust. When they talked about it, Times referred to the victims as refugees or persecuted minorities. The Time’s publisher, Arthur Hays Sulzberger, said that articles focused too much on Jews would be suspicious to American Citizens. Sulzberger says they would create fears that American Jews had dual loyalties and would cause protest against the excessive attention for the Jews (Fischel). Miscommunications didn’t happen just in the medias, as “Military attaches at the American embassy in Berlin reported back to Washington that foreign media reports about the mistreatment of Jews were exaggerated” (Medoff, “Anti-Semitic Politics”). Also “in 1944, the War Refugee Jewish Board . . . was reprimanded by the director of the Office of War Information for giving the press details about the death camps. OWI claimed the information was unconfirmed and might be the result of a conspiracy by the Germans to embarrass the Allies” (Medoff, “Anti-Semitic Politics”). Also, studies were presented to the president about the impossibility of a bombing on Auschwitz concentration camp that has never been compiled (qtd. in Medoff, “New Evidence”).
One last thing we need to consider is if stopping the Holocaust would have been worth the price to pay. People argued that a bombing on Auschwitz might have been a diversion on the war intent, but the allies already diverted other actions like a bombing on Kyoto in order to save the city’s artistic treasures, a bombing on Rothenburg to save his Medieval architecture, and in April 1945 General George Patton diverted U.S. troops to rescue 150 prized Lipizzarner horses (Medoff, “New evidence”). Senator Robert Wagner said that “if horses were being slaughter as are the Jews of Poland, there would by now be a loud demand for organized action against such cruelty to animals” (qtd. in Medoff, “new evidence”). It’s then argued that even if camps were destroyed, “The Nazi could simply revert to earlier methods of slaughtering the Jews” (Grimsley). However, concentration camps were highly efficient and complicated structures, and the rate of deaths with earlier methods would have been incredibly lower. This is confirmed by the death toll, which is accepted to be of 960,000 Jews (Piper 68-72), of which a big percentage (70% - 80%) were caused by gas chambers, as many studies reveal. The argument that the attack would not have had any important effect is also false, since it would have been a strong symbolic attack, and the Allies had made symbolic attacks on other occasions. FDR ordered the April 1942 attack on Tokyo primarily to raise the American public morale. Churchill ordered air drops in support of the 1944 Warsaw Uprising, an expensive diversion of effort that have scant assistance to the embattled Polish Home Army (Grimsley). “Even if bombing Birkenau had failed to slow the progress of the Final Solution, it would have sent a powerful message to the inmate of Auschwitz” (Grimsley).
In conclusion, the real reasons for the inaction of the allies are simple. Saving the Jews didn’t contribute much to the war effort, and so the Allied and the U.S. in particular didn’t care much for what was happening. Also, some generals feared a protest from the public opinion if actions would have been taken to help Jews, and some other allies generals were even in favor of the Holocaust itself. Allies had basically no interest in helping the Jews, or even supported the Holocaust, so it is no surprise that no action was ever taken to stop it.

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Reflective essay



The meeting that changed my mind






When I was young, I was a very immature boy, somewhat like a baby.
I took everything for fun, and I was never serious about anything. I never thought about my life, or my dreams, or what I really wanted to do. I were just living my days, without any reason.
After some months in high school in Italy, I joined a school program, called the EPMagazine. I joined it to make some friends and to try to change how awful my life was in middle school. I also joined because the teacher that runs the project, was in my class. Some better grades can go out of this I thought.
Little did I know that in the end, a decision that was made for the wrong reasons, gave me the best result I could ever have imagined.
A few months after I joined the magazine, I was at one of the Editorial Board meeting.
We were all seated when our teacher began to talk.
Guys, in two months there will be a congress in Greece. You have to go there and present at least one lecture, and it has to be done in English”
We stared our teacher, with fear in our eyes.
We were just fifteen, without a worry in our heads and so immature…
I was hardly breathing. A cold chill went all over my body, and I could tell that everybody else was feeling the same emotions.
We were all still little boys, and so we didn’t pay so much attention at the paper we signed when we joined the magazine, but in that moment our minds went back to that piece of paper.
It told us that the magazine has some meetings, and that we had to participate.
And in that moment another thing went back to our minds: we had to be hosted by an host family, some complete strangers.
We didn’t ask any questions, and some minute after we go out of the room, somehow, as the meeting ended.
I took the bus home, and I didn’t realise I passed my stop, and the one after too.
The next months before the meeting we were all working on the lecture.
We didn’t know what to do, so we took a computer and start working on the power point.
We wrote on that many times, over and over, but we didn’t realise how to write something really good. Every time we wrote something, thought it was great, and then, reading that, realising it was a crap.
And then, we started following our teacher's advices. We wrote a check-list, organised the things to do, and just after work on the power point, but we wrote the check-list in Italian.
Why are you doing this?” our teacher asked us.
Because is more simple!!”
Listen to me, it is not. You will have problem when you have to talk in English” our teacher warned us.
We didn’t followed his advice, and continued to work.
Months went by, and our lecture grew. We continued to ask ourselves: if this will be good? And if it isn’t? What can I do? O god, what if I fail?”
The day before the departure, I didn’t sleep well. I first stayed in my bed, reviewing the lecture in my head, over and over. Then I fell asleep, but it was even worst.
I was dreaming of being there, on the stage, and I couldn’t remember the words to say. The public was laughing at me, making fun of me, and I couldn’t escape. The attention of everybody was on me.
The day after I had to wake up very early. Our plane departed at 6 in the morning, and we had to be at the airport two hours before.
We were all carrying our luggage somehow like zombies. Our minds were not there in that moment, even if it was a great moment.
We were leaving our city for the first time without our parents.
Why did I choose this magazine? I wish I’d never done this.” I was saying inside me, but it was too late.
We arrived in Greece at night, and we met the host family right after. We were left in the hands of these strangers, and put in their houses.
That night, was probably my worst night ever.
Lying in that unknown bed, I was wondering about the lecture, that was the next day.
I thought about my house, and my comfortable bed.
Finally, I fell asleep. I’ve done that because I realised that I was there, there was no way to escape and it was not so bad at the end. “I can do it” for the first time I told to myself.
The day after I woke up, but I stayed in my bed, looking I was still sleeping, until my host sister woke me up. I tried to eat my breakfast, without really watching what I was eating.
We went to school, and I was wondering what I was going to do.
Finally, I don’t know how, I found myself in a room with a lot of people. I looked at them, and they were staring at me. My teacher presented me and pushed me on the stage.
I couldn’t breathe. I stammered for some minutes, hoping not to be there.
The eyes of lots of students and teachers were staring at me. I could feel how they waited for something, something from me.
I had troubles breathing, and my heart became an heavy drum in my chest.
Suddenly, I thought about what my teacher has keep telling me for the last months.
I hoped to had wrote the check-list in English, I hoped to had followed the advices.
Then, I started to follow them: All that I’ve studied for the speech went off, and I became to speech, trying to remember all the things I had learnt for the preparation of that speech.
My words were coming out like a little river now, even if the fear was still there.
It seemed to me that those eyes that first were so scaring, now were looking encouraging me.
At the end I ran away from the stage, sat on a chair, and finally take a sigh. My body relaxed, as I realised that I made it.
When at the end of the week we left Greece, I knew that that experience was strong, but I didn’t realised how much.
The next year, we were doing another lecture, for another meeting. We were surprised of finding ourselves doing a check-list in English now, instead of Italian.
When I came back, for the first time I was serious talking about the experience.
I began to have moments in which I thought about my life, about my future and my dreams.
During the years that passed, I was always wondering why my schoolmates looked at me like a crazy person when I suggested them to join the magazine.
For me, that was the best advice.
What? We’re not crazy. We are good here, we don’t need a crazy teacher to make our life interesting” the always tell me.
I just don’t understand how other people don’t look at this like a great experience to do.
It’s important to experience this kind of thing, because they make you more open-mind and ready to face even bigger experience.
Don’t run away from big things, saying they are impossible, but run up to them, and at the end you will be satisfied of what you’ve done.


Claudio Arena
The real California

When over a year ago I received a call from AFS, an organization for exchange students, I was sweeping and stutterer all of a sudden. I expected them to tell me where I would be placed for my exchange year, and I remember that in those days I kept the telephone in my hand all day long, putting it away, but still next to me, just to sleep. When that day the voice on the other side said the word California, I almost passed out and asked her to please repeat it. California seemed the most unlikely place for spending an exchange year, and I started to wonder if that was not one of the many dreams I already had about the call. In my mind, the name California evoked image of beaches, sun and surfers. It took months living there for my mind to replace those images with different, and far better for me, memories about the place where I was going to spend a whole year.

I arrived in the US in Los Angeles, a name that for me had the same effect of California. Films, movie stars and skyscrapers were in my mind, but after a night of sleep we went away without seeing any of that. We took the train to Fresno and Modesto, where we started driving to my final destination, Sonora. We were driving up the hill, and as the elevation increased hill and trees and cold weather soon replaced what the word California evoke in the minds of many. That was not what I expected at all: maybe that was what somebody going to Montana or Washington might have expected, but not someone going to California. Before I realized it, we were in my final destination, Sonora. It came through the hills unexpected, as if my mind was waiting for the hills to pass, and for something to call again California to appear after them, and not to find that my final destination was just there, into those hills.

The house where I was going to spend my year was up one of those hills, far away from downtown Sonora. Surrounded by trees and, as I would soon discover, located under one of the most clear sky I’ve ever seen, it was the perfect location for a film like little red riding hood or Show white and the seven dwarfs. Deer and squirrels looked at you to say hi and welcome you to that place, as if you were actually part of that forest, and they were your friends. Day after day my school bus drove me, and the green filled my eyes, and clear water passed under the street now and then. Everywhere there was water there. A little bit there, refreshing the ground it passed near to, and softly caressing the roots of some trees, making their tops watching all over the others, and a little bit here, passing on your hand changing the gentle flow. All that water arrived at the end to a lake that was near there, and you would wonder what it would all look nice if you could just go up in the air and look down. I can see in my head the blue spot of the lake surrounded by green hands holding it, as if to not drop the water in it, and then the little city near, as if living together with the rest.

This Garden of Eden surprised my mind, and California all of a sudden didn’t seem like the right word, and every time some of my friends asked me how was California, I felt the need to tell them how reality was different and to describe as if I was guilty of living someplace that was not California. I felt somebody would have told me I was a cheater if I would have told them we had snow. Actually, we had snow five times, and quite a bit. One evening, after clouds made the sunset came earlier, a white hand shake and then impolitely completely covered the green hand, making the panorama than finally was usual for me, became again unusual. The thin grass now was white, and new colors were added to the normal ones, until they finally substituted them with a pale and monotone shining white. Amusement was in my mind as the branches outside my window started to have a thin layer on their top part. That same scenario represented it again other times, and every time I felt the same amusement, the same delight and surprise in looking at the white hand coming to say hello once more.

What a wonderful place I’ve come to! Sun, beaches and surfers are too normal and boring; this forest can always surprise you with tricks and details you’ve never notice before. Even the place with the better stereotype in the world has a bad stereotype. It took months to understand how reality surpass them and dreams as well, and how at the end the tremble you have in front of Sonora’s green forest is better than the tremble you have in front of the Hollywood sign. It took me months to learn how to spell California correctly, but finally my memories can spell it vividly and correctly.

THE SUN RISING.
by John Donne


        BUSY old fool, unruly Sun,
        Why dost thou thus,
Through windows, and through curtains, call on us ?
Must to thy motions lovers' seasons run ?
        Saucy pedantic wretch, go chide
        Late school-boys and sour prentices,
    Go tell court-huntsmen that the king will ride,
    Call country ants to harvest offices ;
Love, all alike, no season knows nor clime,
Nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time.

        Thy beams so reverend, and strong
        Why shouldst thou think ?
I could eclipse and cloud them with a wink,
But that I would not lose her sight so long.
        If her eyes have not blinded thine,
        Look, and to-morrow late tell me,
    Whether both th' Indias of spice and mine
    Be where thou left'st them, or lie here with me.
Ask for those kings whom thou saw'st yesterday,
And thou shalt hear, "All here in one bed lay."

        She's all states, and all princes I ;
        Nothing else is ;
Princes do but play us ; compared to this,
All honour's mimic, all wealth alchemy.
        Thou, Sun, art half as happy as we,
        In that the world's contracted thus ;
    Thine age asks ease, and since thy duties be
    To warm the world, that's done in warming us.
Shine here to us, and thou art everywhere ;
This bed thy center is, these walls thy sphere.

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