Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Babiy Yar

My great Aunt and her family perished in Babiy Yar in September of 1941. As they were packing to leave with the rest of my father's family, her little girl developed scarlet fever and became very sick. She knew the girl would die on the train and so she decided to take her chances and stay in the occupied city.

I was going to write something, but I found this article on About.com that does a much better job. I'll quote from the article:

The German Takeover

After the Nazis attacked the Soviet Union on June 22, 1941, they pushed east. By September 19, they had reached Kiev. It was a confusing time for the inhabitants of Kiev. Though a large portion of the population had family either in the Red Army or had evacuated into the interior of the Soviet Union, many inhabitants welcomed the German Army's takeover of Kiev. Many believed the Germans would free them from Stalin's oppressive regime. In only days, they would see the true face of the invaders.

Explosions

Looting began immediately. Then the Germans moved into Kiev's downtown on Kreshchatik Street. On September 24 - five days after the Germans entered Kiev - a bomb exploded around four o'clock in the afternoon at the German headquarters. The Germans were shocked. Then they cordoned off the area and gathered people in the vicinity as suspects. Then another building on Kreshchatik exploded. The Germans - and those they had assembled - fled for safety.

For days, bombs exploded in buildings in the Kreshchatik that had been occupied by Germans. Many Germans and civilians were killed and injured.

After the war, it was determined that a group of NKVD members were left behind by the Soviets to offer some resistance against the conquering Germans. But during the war, the Germans decided it was the work of Jews, and retaliated for the bombings against the Jewish population of Kiev.

The Notice

By the time the bombings finally stopped on September 28, the Germans already had a plan for retaliation. On this day, the Germans posted a notice all over town that read:

All [Jews] living in the city of Kiev and its vicinity are to report by 8 o'clock on the morning of Monday, September 29th, 1941, at the corner of Melnikovsky and Dokhturov Streets (near the cemetery). They are to take with them documents, money, valuables, as well as warm clothes, underwear, etc.
Any [Jew] not carrying out this instruction and who is found elsewhere will be shot.
Any civilian entering flats evacuated by [Jews] and stealing property will be shot.1

Most people in town, including the Jews, thought this notice meant deportation. They were wrong.

Reporting for Deportation

On the morning of September 29, tens of thousands of Jews arrived at the appointed location. Some arrived extra early in order to ensure themselves a seat on the train.2

A large crowd formed. Each person held onto their family members and belongings. Children were crying. They couldn't see what was happening up ahead.

Most waited hours in this crowd - only slowly moving toward what they thought was a train.

The Front of the Line

Soon after people passed through the gate into the Jewish cemetery, they reached the front of the mass of people. Here, they were to leave their baggage. Some in the crowd wondered how they would be reunited with their possessions; some believed it would be sent in a luggage van.3

The Germans were counting out only a few people at a time and then letting them move farther on. Machine-gun fire could be heard nearby. For those that realized what was happening and wanted to leave, it was too late. There was a barricade staffed by Germans who were checking identification papers of those wanting out. If the person was Jewish, they were forced to remain.

In Small Groups

Taken from the front of the line in groups of ten, they were led to a corridor, about four or five feet wide, formed by rows of soldiers on each side.4 The soldiers were holding sticks and would hit the Jews as they went by.

There was no question of being able to dodge or get away. Brutal blows, immediately drawing blood, descended on their heads, backs and shoulders from left and right. The soldiers kept shouting: "Schnell, schnell!" laughing happily, as if they were watching a circus act; they even found ways of delivering harder blows in the more vulnerable places, the ribs, the stomach and the groin.5

Screaming and crying, the Jews exited the corridor of soldiers onto an area overgrown with grass.6 Here they were ordered to undress.

Those who hesitated had their clothes ripped off them by force, and were kicked and struck with knuckledusters or clubs by the Germans, who seemed to be drunk with fury in a sort of sadistic rage.7

Babi Yar

Babi Yar is the name of a ravine in the northwestern section of Kiev. A. Anatoli described the ravine as
enormous, you might even say majestic: deep and wide, like a mountain gorge. If you stood on one side of it and shouted you would scarcely be heard on the other.8

It was here that the Nazis shot the Jews.

In small groups of ten, the Jews were taken along the edge of the ravine. One of the very few survivors remembers she "looked down and her head swam, she seemed to be so high up. Beneath her was a sea of bodies covered in blood."9

Once the Jews were lined up, the Nazis used a machine-gun to shoot them. When shot, they fell into the ravine. Then the next then were brought along the edge and shot.

According to the Einsatzgruppe Operational Situation Report No. 101, 33,771 Jews were killed at Babi Yar on September 29 and 30.10 But this was not the end of the killing at Babi Yar.

More Victims

The Nazis next rounded up Gypsies and killed them at Babi Yar. Patients of the Pavlov Psychiatric Hospital were gassed and then dumped into the ravine. Soviet prisoners of war were brought to the ravine and shot. Thousands of other civilians were killed at Babi Yar for trivial reasons, such as a mass shooting in retaliation for just one or two people breaking a Nazi order.

The killing continued for months at Babi Yar. It is estimated that 100,000 people were murdered there.

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Blogosphere denizens

I don't get a lot of visitors on this blog. I don't know if this is bad or good. I haven't been shoving this blog in anyone's face but I am also curious how some blogs get popular. Is it always content?

Partially, I am not sure whether it is worthwhile to blog at all. I am almost past having a bunch of arguments with people posting comments. I don't know how all these people find the time to blog and comment and live a life. Some of the people: Michael and Mobius come to mind.

On the other hand, as I read other people's blogs, I am sometimes touched by their humanity. Sweetrose and Shtreimel are shining examples.

Well, let's give this another chance...

Sunday, September 18, 2005

What does the Mona Lisa do for you?

The other day I was listening to Moscow radio when I heard an interview with some artist who was causing quite a stir when he said on national TV that Mona Lisa did nothing for him. He went on to expound that he was really upset about the way people are told that they have to appreciate "great" art, music, whatever. At some point, the peer pressure to call Picasso or Leonardo a great artist at some point turns people into zombies, who are unable to think for themselves.

Sometimes I wonder if the same happens in the Rabbinical world, although it is not a unique phenomenon.