Butchers Of Buchenwald
Butchers Of Buchenwald
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"I had only been a short time in the concentration camp and already all the terrible details of existence there had impressed themselves upon my brain with such dreadful force, that I had the feeling I had been dreaming for years, the most horrible dream a poor human mind can imagine.
"I was beginning to get apathetic. I felt it distinctly. I did not want to, but I was. I could tell this by the fact that the flogging scenes, which had at first so agitated me, were now beginning to be uninteresting. My ears were oblivious to the cries of pain of the tortured men, and only laughed with the others when someone gave particularly loud cries of pain during his flogging.
"I then had an experience which pulled me back from drifting into this general apathy. When I now look back at my time in the concentration, I can state that the S.S. myrmidons themselves, with their practically inexhaustible inventions of new methods of torture, saw to it that not a single human emotion with me was killed.
"I had learned to live with the castrations, the dissections, the green hypodermics, the injections of Cardiazol. But what I will never forget is the prisoner who was dragged to death by the BUTCHERS OF BUCHENWALD