I wrote this in 2002. It’s a true story. The bigotry here concerns
Jews but that’s not so important. Any racism
will do. I’m deeply confused by human moral
psychology:
In 1943 a young Polish woman, about 20,
was walking past the Warsaw ghetto when
she saw a young Jewish woman, the same
age, who had crawled through the barbed
wire. The Jewish girl was lying
on the sidewalk, too exhausted and
famished to move.
The Polish girl gathered up the Jewish
girl, took her home (where she
lived with her mother) and hid her. The
penalty for doing such a thing was death;
indeed, hundreds of such Poles were shot.
Also anti-Semitism in Poland was so
widespread that your neighbours, if they
suspected you of hiding Jews, would likely
inform the Nazis. After the war, elements
of the Polish resistance, which had
fought the Nazis, went about murdering
Poles who had helped Jews.
After a month the neighbours became
suspicious. ‘You must go,’ the Polish
girl told the Jewish girl, ‘or else
we will all be shot. But I’ll go with you.’
So for the next two years the Polish
girl and the Jewish girl hid in the
forest, slept in haystacks, appearing
at people’s doors at dusk to beg for
food.
One night as they were lying in
a haystack, the Jewish girl asked the
Polish girl: ‘What do you think of
Jews?’ ‘Jews are terrible people!’
the Polish girl answered vehemently.
‘They cut the throats of gentile
children to use their blood in the
Passover matza. They’re all rich.
They contol everything…’ She was,
you see, a virulent anti-Semite,
who hated Jews.
The Jewish girl burst into tears.
‘You’re not like that, of course!’
the Polish girl said.
Among the people who rescued Jews in
Poland during the Holocaust
there were many people who acted out of sheer
compassion. Some of them
hated Jews; nor did their hiding Jews in
the attic change this. After the war
they continued to be anti-Semites.
When asked why they had risked their
lives to help people they so despised, they
often answered simply: ‘They were helpless. We couldn’t let them be murdered.’
There are extraordinarily compassionate and courageous
bigots. The worst among us are sometimes the best
among us. During the civil rights movement I met
segregationists who would have hid negroes in their
attic if some genocidal progam was happening. They
hated the black race but they cared about
black people. Sometimes racists would talk
to me at length, most eloquently, about the plight
of the American Indians.