A memory from southeastern Austria

A memory from southeastern Austria 2019-10-11T09:37:45-06:00

 

SS at Mauthausen
A formation of SS troops at the Mauthausen concentration camp in Austria.
My father participated in the liberation of this camp as part of the 11th Armored Division of Patton’s Third Army.
(Wikimedia Commons public domain image)

 

I believe that I’ve already expressed my displeasure here with the term right-wing as it’s used in articles such as that below.  I can’t see that Germany’s National Socialism, for example, really had more in common with my quasi-libertarian economic and other positions than it did with the Soviet Union’s version of Marxist socialism under Stalin.  Nor do my political opinions contain even the slightest commitment to anti-Semitism.

 

Quite the contrary, indeed, as, given my father’s history on the continent of Europe in World War Two and his personal involvement with the liberation of KZ-Mauthausen and its satellite camp at Gusen, a loathing for anti-Semitism and its horrific effects in Nazi-occupied Europe was ingrained in me from the time I was a little boy.

 

My preference would be for a conceptual political spectrum that would run from total state control, or totalitarianism (as exemplified, for instance, by Nazi Germany and Soviet Communism), on the left to anarchism, no state control whatever, on the right.  Which would, of course — and very satisfactorily — put me somewhere in the moderate middle.

 

But that’s not really my point about the episode described in this article:

 

“German synagogue shooter confesses, says motivated by anti-Semitic views”

 

Many years ago, I participated for two successive years in an international and interreligious “trialogue” that involved roughly ten scholars each from the Jewish, Christian, and Islamic traditions.  It had already been going for at least a year when I was asked to join in it.  The first year that I particpated was in Graz, Austria.  The next year was in Jerusalem, including a day in BYU’s Jerusalem Center for Near Eastern Studies.  I’m not sure that it met again after that.

 

During the time in Graz, I noticed a well-dressed man who attended all of our meetings but never said a word.  It took me several days to figure out that he was a security person, well armed, from either the Graz police or the Austrian national government.  (I can’t remember which.)

 

One of the people in the group with whom I had hit it off well was a rabbi who was teaching Jewish studies at the time at Emory University in Atlanta.  Since we both spoke German, we befriended the security guy and, at the end of the several-day conference, he offered to take us around for a couple of hours to some religiously significant sites in Graz — including, quite emotionally for my colleague, the place where the synagogue of Graz had been destroyed during Kristallnacht (“The Night of Broken Glass”) in November 1938.

 

We learned that our security friend had been assigned for several years to unobtrusively guarding religious events and religious places in Graz.  That’s why he had been with us for several days.  So, although he himself was a fairly standard slightly observant Austrian Catholic, he had become a sort of expert on bar mitzvahs, Yom Kippur observances, Ramadan iftars, Jewish and Muslim funerals, and the like.  Graz is located in the southeast of Austria and, because of its location, was at that time seeing a large influx of refugees from the Balkans.  Authorities were concerned about the concomitant rise of anti-Islamic bigotry, as well as about lingering anti-Jewish prejudice among neo-Nazis and their ilk, and about possible strife between intersecting Jews and Muslims.

 

Obviously, and very distressingly, those concerns are still relevant in Europe today.

 

 


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