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Dachau: Efficiency Instead of Morality

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I expected to be horrified, but I ended up perplexed. Dachau is a memorial and not a museum, although there is a museum onsite. As such, it suffers the same fate as Gettysburg or other American battle sites–namely, it is so peaceful, clean, and quiet that there is no evidence as to what really happened there. It is a gun, but there is no smoke. 
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Virtually all the buildings that exist has been renovated to the extent that they almost look new. Places that held hundreds of dying prisoners stacked on tiers of rotting wooden “beds” with scraps for mattresses and no insulation or heating, now have newly lumbered bed racks and antiseptically clean cement floors and pasteboard walls. The “dormitories” look more like luggage storage rooms than human housing. And I guess the irony is that from the Nazi point of view  the dorms were for storage of non-human contents. 

You don’t see blood, gore, or gristly remnants. All that is left to see is a life size diorama of the master plan. And maybe that is the greater horror. Killing in anger, or slavery in retribution–these while horrible are not horrific. Humans are animals and sometimes our animal instincts take over. But the camps were constructed and run as a cold-blooded calculated industry. The “final solution” was just that, a mathematical and logistical solution to an intellectual problem. It seems that “extermination” to the Nazis meant the same as it does to us when we call Terminix.
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One looks at the “showers.” Well, in those crowded train trips to the camps, wasn’t everyone dirty? Isn’t it so much more efficient to kill masses of people by having them walk into the gas chambers willingly?
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And the crematoria: what’s the easiest way to dispose of the bodies? After all, mass graves take up so much space. The French writer Camus said of the Nazis that they substituted efficiency for morality.

There are a number of churches and religious icons on the site, including a Jewish memorial that says “Never again.” But of course, human history since WWII has had similar mass killings on an almost regular basis. Maybe memorials to horror might serve to encourage, rather than discourage, inhumanity. Gives people ideas.

And a last discouraging note: pre WWII Germany was as enlightened a society as any on Earth. Germany was a world leader in music, literature, science, and technology. If such a society could fall prey to the Nazi ethic and process, what hope does any society have of avoiding the same?

Deutsches Museum

This museum is similar to the Museum of Science and Industry in Chicago but the exhibits are is less involving and more staid. Still, there is definitely such a thing as “German Technology” and some prime examples are there to appreciate. I have chosen three examples of WWII tech because each alone were significant enough had they been developed slightly earlier, and/or their manufacturing plants had not been destroyed by Allied bombing, we might all today be speaking German instead of English. Or, at least those of us Aryan enough to still be around. You think of these things in Munich, which was the city where Nazism came into its own. 
Me 262 First Operational Jet Fighter
B1 "Buzz Bomb"
V2
Depicted are the Messerschmitt  Me 262, the first production jet fighter (flew twice as fast as the Allied propeller planes), the V1 buzz bomb–a loud cruise missile used to bombard London from Germany, and the spectacular V2–the first ballistic missile. The V2 flew faster than sound, so that the bomb actually hit and exploded before one heard it coming. In other words, if you heard the rocket, you knew you were still alive.

But, there are other examples of German tech at the museum that are more uplifting. Bayer developed aspirin (the name actually was a trademark). Gutenberg’s printing press was not kept for posterity, but is in facsimile. And how can one not love the pidgeon cam?
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And, lastly, for those of you who know me well:
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Haufbrau Haus

The waiter asked me if I wanted a large or small stein of beer. I opted for the large, the same size as the kids across the table from me ordered–there are no tables for two at German beer halls. Marcia opted for a small blonde lager and lemonade shanty called a “randler.” The small was 16 ounces. My large was slightly smaller than Lake Ontario. I mean you could either drink it or do the backstroke in it. Marcia, me, and about 500 of our closest friends drank and chatted as the oompah band played polkas and other music of German-conquered countries. But, everyone was jovial, even the short guy in the subway on our way to the beer hall, who I swear looked like Hitler right down the the mustache and forelock of hair.
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Haufbrau House is a state-owned beer hall. The Germans have the right idea when it comes to spending public funds for the benefit of its citizenry. We drank our beers with a poached white veal sausage called weilbwurst and a pretzel. Pretzels . . . they actually serve them at breakfast. Quaint, but cute.