By Tabitha Korol
In response to my recent essay, "Nuremberg Revisited," I received four questions from a reader, Mr. K, – four simple questions that reminded me of the centuries-old Four Questions that we read at the Passover Seder each year. The Passover Questions concern the Why and How Passover is celebrated, and were designed to keep our history alive, get the children involved in learning the lessons of the Jewish Exodus from slavery in Egypt into a life of freedom in our own land, Israel, as well as to enlighten the uninformed guest.
His questions were brief and pointed. But when I got beyond thinking they were insolent, I took them at face value and considered a response, perhaps to engage him further.
He asked, “Who are you?” I replied that I am a woman, a wife, mother, grandmother, and a natural-born, first-generation citizen of the United States. I was born, raised and schooled in New York, became a fashion and fabric designer in Manhattan’s garment center, married and relocated with my husband and daughters to his company’s headquarters in the Midwest. I had always enjoyed art, music, and writing, and rarely spent time on politics because I felt I was living in the best and safest country in the world – until one day, when I realized that my world had changed and revisionist news was masking the truth from all of us. It was then that I had to step into the fray. When I began to receive confirmation of my efforts, I knew I had finally found purpose.
He asked, “What's the point??” The point of my essay was to show that our people, Americans, Jews and Christians alike, had naively fallen prey to a tyrannical regime not unlike Hitler's. Sadly, our government and the world resemble Germany and Europe prior to WW II, with signs of increased divisiveness, hostility, and growing government control, from kindergarten to the White House and the United Nations. I am just one of many voices trying to awaken the dormant public, to inform that all this has happened before, and if we do not strive to stop the power grabs, we may experience another global disaster, the equivalent of a Holocaust, perhaps worse.
We need not look for men in black uniforms with boots in our midst, but we may find a proliferation of other figures clad in black where there were none before. We may not have to run to the railroad tracks to see the masses of people leaving the city, but they may be at the airports, leaving their countries for safer havens. And while there may not be doctors performing ghastly medical experiments, there may indeed be people dying from insufficient and inferior healthcare, more suffering and premature death from our new socialist healthcare system. If there are no Hitler youth, there are Islamic youth, active and inciting hate and riots in the schools, and their instructors who have gone beyond the boundaries of their position to encourage or, at least, stand down. And this is just the beginning.
He asked, “What's your point?” My point is to enlighten those who choose to sit in the dark – the overwhelmed, underinformed parents who are busy, working and raising a family, and the numerous elders who prefer to live out their retirement years worry-free. They will not be concerned with “theories,” and want peace at all cost, without evaluating the enormity of that cost. They will not acknowledge those who came in conquest or discuss the obvious signs. As long as there are no bombs (at least, not often), and no marches in the streets (not as many as in the Middle East or Europe), they will remain untroubled and apathetic. They intend to enjoy the life for which they worked long, hard hours, living in their gated communities, looking no farther than their noses, and not considering what could befall their offspring.
He asked, “What’s in it for me?” That depends on what he and others are willing to do. Certainly, should despotism win, life will be wretched, and more so for the women in his life. There would be stern rule and poverty whether ruled by Islamists or Communists. If citizens like him were to rise up, there could be war, but followed by the peace sought by our Founding Fathers. There is a price for peace.
I also answered what’s in it for me. I won’t “while away the hours, conferrin’ with the flowers.” Rather, I’ll continue to spend my time on the computer, bringing news of the growing menace to the attention of others. As a result, I will continue to meet those who also speak out, inform, sign petitions, vote, and contact their representatives….
I spend time trying to reach the masses to tell them that both Jews and Christians are now endangered. I’m working to rid our schools of the Common Core standard textbooks that were produced with multi-million-dollar donations from those who seek domination through either Communism or Islamism. (The Arab Muslim has successfully imposed his will and religion on countless non-Arab ethnicities in the Middle East, such as the Pharaohans of Egypt, Zoroastrians of Persia, Berbers of North Africa, Buddhists, Sumerians, Babylonians, Assyrians Copts, and are continuing their deadly destruction through Northern Nigeria, Vietnam, Burma, Indonesia, Iraqi Kurdistan, and India. They have also invaded, occupied, and are slowly changing the face of Sweden, England, Germany, Spain, Greece, Turkey, Belgium, Norway, and the Americas.)
The textbooks are indoctrinating the students to dislike America and welcome Islam, and parents who attempt to speak out are being intimidated by educators who are adept in bullying tactics. I also reviewed some history and human geography books to record their lies and propaganda and researched and documented the truth, and spread the information.
What's in it for me? There’s enormous satisfaction in knowing that I'm a cog in a wheel that may, even
at this belated hour, return America to the ideals of our Founders. But I fear for my children and yours, my grandchildren and yours. and all the children who might have had a good life in this country, but may be doomed to horror if we accomplish nothing. I'm doing it because America helped our ancestors to survive and now we have to help America to survive. We do it for the next generation. Isn’t it supposed to work that way?
I thought Mr. K might not have the background or backbone for a fifth question, “What can I do?” but I was wrong. He said he’ll continue to read and learn what he can do, too.