The second problem is that the surviving friends and family interviewed by Meotti are invariably portrayed as gentle souls, grieving over the loss of their dear ones, and grappling with the same problem that tormented and perplexed so many Holocaust survivors: how does one account for such evil, and how does one live the rest of one’s life with the knowledge that evil still flourishes around us? Some of Meotti’s people survived the Holocaust, only to die or have loved ones die, in today’s world.
Like Meotti, I have spent a lot of time interviewing Holocaust survivors, and while many of them are of the sort he describes, I met others, embittered and angry people, enraged at the indifference of their fellow citizens, and sometimes even at God himself. I understand these people, indeed it is easier for me to understand them than those who have somehow found peace and understanding. They deserve more space in a work such as A New Shoah.
But you’ve got to read it.