Auschwitz: A Doctor's Eyewitness Account
This was one of the most horrible, gritty books that I have read in a long time, not due to the writing style or the subject matter. The title lets anyone over the age of ten know it is not a sunshine and june bug book. AUSCHWITZ. *Shudder.*
But when I read this in the sun with beautiful golden leaves falling from the oak tree above me, the woods around me a cacophony of autumn music, I shivered at the descriptions of men - Jewish men - jumping ahead of others to volunteer to work the ovens. To ignore the faces of their peers, their friends, their family as they took bodies out of the showers then pulled out gold and silver teeth.
Nyiszli, the doctor/author, never explains his purpose in sharing this information. To show the horrible aspects of humanity? To ease some of his own guilt? I call bullshit. So, he drank and smoked a lot to shut out what was going on around him. He did not do enough. Period. He said, "No," instead of trying to help others. Yes, he saved his wife and daughter. Yes, I was not there. Then, enlighten me, tell me of the guilt you feel - or should feel, you snobby prig - every damned day.
2.5 out of 5.0 Smirnoff Lemonade Marmalade Mule.