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03/02/12
Elephants and Fleas
Things rarely begin with a crash, a clamor, a clangor, a bang, Especially the biggest things — Colossally cataclysmic, gargantuan societal apocalypses; They usually start with a mere whimper, The tiniest shiver of wind, sliver of a shadow, A sigh as unrecognizable, as invisible, as inaudible As the sneeze of an ovulating flea Clinging, for its life, beneath the eyelid of an elephant, Causing it to stampede through the National Socialist Reichstag.
Take, for instance, that modest, innocuous one-day boycott Against Jewish businesses and professionals, on April 1, 1933, The first systematic action against the Vaterland's Jews, Followed, a week later, by a law removing them from classes, Aimed at eradicating "overcrowding" in German schools; Then, in November of '38, a no-name Jew, Grynszpan, Killed Ernst vom Rath, in Paris's German embassy — A defiant, anarchistic, maniacal kike assassin Avenging 12,000 deported Polish Jews (including his parents),
Which proved to be the tinder that ignited Kristallnacht's flames, A firestorm that would quickly fan across the Nazi Zeitgeist, Into a raging, uncontainable Holocaust. Oh, yes, let us never forget that the slightest frown or scowl, The least suspicious whisper or sneeze or cough, Can grow into the loudest, foulest howl, Without any more warning than an earthquake gives When it abruptly pulls the ground out from under all reason And an ovulating elephant hides inside the eyelid of a flea.
03/02/12
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