The blood has dried up, the mouthpiece has been silenced, the camera is the only visitor there, and the building of the concentration camp also requires bidding and bribes. The architectural styles vary. When the barracks are built, the first batch of victims will be welcomed. Under the pretext of cleanliness, the naked refugees have lost all their dignity. Even the former businessmen have gradually exploited them. I don’t know if it is a cage leading to death, but when they get on the train, there is no resistance, because they believe that it is only a centralized management place promised by the Nazis, and they can return to the transit station in their hometown. Shaved heads, tattoos, numbers, various grade symbols, prisoners’ heads are ordinary people, those who were once middle-class were reduced to the lower class in the camp, and a concentration camp society was created for this purpose. "Cleanliness is health", "Work is freedom", "Everyone does their part", "Lice is death", all kinds of slogans reinforce slavery, just obey. A sip of soup is priceless. Some people can’t even protect food. They can only wait for death to take away the hair for weaving, the bones for fuel, the corpse for soap, and the skin for paper. Military-industrial enterprises and even civilian enterprises are driven by poaching labor from concentration camps, or as experimental guinea pigs. These continuously overpopulated cities may become the new towns of Germany after the victory. But when the Allies arrived after the defeat, the crematorium had no fuel, the refugees had no food, the streets were littered with corpses, and typhoid and malaria were rampant. In the court, neither the officer nor the head of the prisoner said that it was not his responsibility, so who was it? The mass grave was filled with icy murky water and mud, as blurred as a memory. The grass here once again covers the inspection grounds on the side of the camp, the nazi tricks have become a game among children, the war is over, but who can guarantee that it will wake up one day, and those lucky prisoners head, reinstated The officers and the anonymous whistleblower are still alive. (It can't be done in one bite, just like human nature always has a chance.) When these pictures become the past, we pretend to be hopeful again, as if the suffering in the concentration camps is healed; we pretend that it will only happen once at a certain time Turn a blind eye, turn a deaf ear to the never-ending cry of human nature.
There are explanations about the concentration camp society and even the expansion of new towns. It is not only human nature, but also mentions this terrifying history in terms of economy, belief, culture and class. The camera is no longer as accessible as the scene, and death is frozen. His expression is also as less horrifying as possible, and the black and white tones try to focus attention on the narrative, but the bulldozer pushes the corpse (skin and bones) into the pit like garbage, which makes people remember from it, and kindness is recognized from the bottom of my heart.
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