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[politijohn]

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[edenfenixblogs]

My cousin’s bat mitzvah is today!

I’m so proud of her. And it is not lost on me that it is on Holocaust Remembrance Day. Our grandmother is the only living child of her mother—who is the only survivor from her family in Hungary. Of her several siblings. Today I pray for them and their memories. And we recommit ourselves to our faith in their honor. We live and find joy because we fought hard for our right to do so. They tried to kill us all and make sure we never existed and here she is—my cousin!!! Enjoying a time honored tradition and becoming an adult in our community.

Suck it Nazis and antisemites! Fuck y’all! We live!

Also, her Torah portion is wildly good.

Parashat Beshalach / פָּרָשַׁת בְּשַׁלַּ ?!!! Are you kidding me‽????? That’s like the best one!!!!!!

Beshalach (“When He Let Go”) describes the splitting of the Red Sea and the song the Israelites sing upon crossing through. In the desert, God sweetens bitter water and provides manna and quail. The portion ends recounting the victory of the Israelites against an attack by the Amalekites.

Like…for those who don’t know, Jews read the Torah in order and every week is a new Torah portion. You don’t really get to choose any chapter. You just get the one you get when it’s your week (which is usually near your birthday).

For reference, my Torah portion was about what to do when you see a dead body on the side of the road (I actually did like that one and I think my sermon was really good and I’m still proud of it tbh), but it’s a lot harder to make a random Leviticus chapter work than THE freaking EXODUS.

I’m just so proud of her. I wanna talk about her community service project but I think that would involve too much identifying information. But she’s an extremely good, caring young woman and I’m so full of joy for her that im actually pretty tearful about it.

My fellow Jews, please — amidst your memories of the horrors and losses and in your mourning for those many family members and their descendants who should still be with us— don’t forget: we are still fucking here. They decimated us. But they did not succeed in exterminating us. We are here. We are still here. We live. And we love and we celebrate and we can do this. We have each other.

#am yisrael chai #holocaust rememberance day #yom hashoah #jumblr #Judaism son

[emily84]

if you're european (especially a white european) and aren't acknowledging holocaust remembrance day specifically because of what's going on in gaza, i hope you realize how fucking fake your engagement or ''''activism'''' are.

this day is about an horrific crime that was perpetrated on an entire population (several populations actually, because jewish people were 7 million out of a total of 17 million holocaust victims, but that's beside the point), by us, by europe, with the tacit approval of so many governments internationally, and it is our duty and our active wish to not forget, to pass on the history to the future generations

remembering the holocaust is not something you bestow or take away depending on how palatable or sympathetic jewish people are to you. it's about what we, what our collective ancestors did. remembering it, relearning the history, is a mandate on all of us.

#it literally has fuckall to do with zionism #just say you hate jewish people and go #holocaust rememberance day

[athenepromachos]

Holocaust Memorial Day 27th January 🕯

#holocaust memorial day #never forget #never again #holocaust rememberance day #we remember #light in the darkness #🕯🕯

[the-one-eyed-seer]

Allow me to remind you this Holocaust Remembrance Day that we didn’t just lose the then present 6 million or the future, but the past as well.

I am named after a city which is now a memorial (an entire city is now a memorial, let that sink in a moment), and my family wasn’t even there when it happened, but I still can’t find them. Their records just fall flat off the face of the earth because they lived there.

I was reading a memoir about the city in which the author talks about how gravestones were built over. Those are someone’s family history. They’re gone now. This is but one example of the countless records which were destroyed. The consequences of genocide echo across time in every direction, not just forward.

#holocaust #holocaust rememberance #holocaust rememberance day #shoah mention

[goneahead]

Pavel Friedman, translated by Samuel Barnett source

🕎✡️Posting this for Holocaust Rememberance Day✡️🕎

#holocaust rememberance day #pavel friedman #jewish #jewish poetry

[chaoticgremlinwholikescheese]

Today is Yom Hashoa, holocaust Remembrance Day. Today we remember those we lost.

6 million lives taken.

We remember so we never repeat.

May their memories be a blessing.

#yom hashoa #jumble #holocaust #holocaust rememberance day

[nickisgirl]

I forgot to put this up on here yesterday to remember those who died in the Holocaust, including at Auschwitz, and to remember the liberation. I had it up on Twitter but someone replied with a tweet about boycotting israel, even though mine had NOTHING TO DO with israel. I felt sad cause it was to remember the victims. Also, I do still feel sad about what they are doing to the Palestinians. But my tweet had nothing to do with israel at all. :( Anyway, this was done er I think in 2016. I thought it'd be nice to repost it for the anniversary yesterday. Glad I picked this one to do that cause the whole pic was in color and I made it black and white except for the roses on Pixlr. It took me a while too!

#Holocaust Rememberance Day #my edit

[spoofymcgee]

it's holocaust remembrance day. this is dedicated to franceska mann, one of the best and brightest polish ballerinas of her time. i can't–it's impossible to comprehend so much pointless tragedy. i chose to focus on one aspect: a rising star of a dancer who was killed, among millions of others, for no reason other than senseless fucking hatred.

minutes and seconds, snow and embers: inspired by the story of franceska mann

When she is very young, time unfolds before her in measures of minutes and seconds, as is the way of small children. 

She has a distant, nebulous understanding of the future but not as such that she can see herself in it. 

She learns about ballet when her mother takes her to see the dancers, and tugs on her coat sleeve until she bends down to hear Franceska whisper that one day she will be like them, sparkling and effervescent and floating. 

Her first pair of ballet shoes are heavy in her small hands. She holds them for hours and hours before the class, where the teacher shows her how to break them in.

She doesn't want to, likes the way the silk looks uncreased and unbroken. When she doesn't start to fold the shoe, the girl sitting next to her gets impatient and takes it from her, crushing it in half harshly.

Franceska learns to break in her own shoes, but she never stops hesitating for a moment to admire the smoothness before the break. 

She dances in her first pair of shoes until they're fraying and near falling apart and then sets them in a box under her bed amid the tissue paper they were wrapped in when her mother gave them to her. 

She opens it once, after the first big show she dances, hundreds of eyes watching her every movement. Her bare shoulders had been cold even as she'd floated through the air and the colors had blurred as she'd spun faster and faster. She strokes the greying threads and tells herself that she will see them again only when she is the best ballerina in all of Poland–the silly musings of a teenager.

As she watches the house she great up in disappear from the back of a shoddy wooden wagon, she wishes, incongruously, that she'd opened the box one last time. 

Franceska has danced every day of her life since she was small and she does so in the ghetto, even as her body withers and her bones hurt incessantly and her gleaming hair dulls. 

She doesn't stop dancing until she's standing out in the snow, shivering in her thin shift and pressed shoulder to shoulder with hundreds of other women. 

She tells herself that they will get out, that she will have a stage again, hold a barre and not a wall as she practices, will look in the mirrors again and see herself, not this bone-thin creature she sees looking down at herself. She will have years, because she's going to become the best ballerina in Poland.

She is tall enough to see over their heads and farther on ahead, past the disinfectant chambers, she can see smoke. Something is burning. 

She looks around at the terrified faces around her, listens to the soft, quiet sobs hiding under the howling of the wind and the shouting of the guards. The hair on the back of her neck pricks up, and not from the cold.

She drifts to the edge of the crowd as she's staring and by chance catches the eyes of one of the guards.

The moment their eyes lock she can smell the smoke and suddenly she is very young again and life unrolls in minutes and seconds and what is burning is her future and she has two choices: she can fall silent and still and do what she's told or she can spark a match. 

She stares into the flat, dark eyes of the guard, set in a pale, cold face, and smiles, sharp and sweet, the same and different as every smile she has ever performed in before. 

She floats closer to him, the entire world coming into a sharp sort of clarity: she is sparkling and effervescent and her shoulders are cold when she bares them from her shift. 

He lifts his pistol but lazily, using it to prod at her collarbone. He says something, but it's lost in the wailing of the wind and the rushing in her ears. 

She tilts her head, exposing her neck and letting him drift the gun up her throat and laughs, high and bright. She puts every ounce of joy she can remember into it because it will be her last laugh and she wants to make it count.

She smiles and moves slowly and sensually until his guard is down enough and he laughs too, and then, with speed hard-won over the years, grabs the barrel of the gun and twists. 

It's out of his hands before he can blink and she nearly fumbles it because it's heavy in her hands. The metal of the stock is smooth like silk but the snow around them is broken up by creases of heavy footsteps and so she doesn't hesitate before aiming the gun at his chest. 

It kicks back as it fires, again and again and again. 

When she falls into the snow her blood dyes it, a blooming red with familiar pink at the edges. 

Around her there are cries and screams, bodies surging forward towards the guards. 

Franceska is colder than she has ever been but fire blooms in her chest and she closes her eyes, and the curtain falls, heavy and warm and red like velvet, or embers. 

#holocaust rememberance day #holocause #ballet #my writing #i wanted to write something. i don't know how well i did but. i think it's not terrible. #go learn about her. she was. really cool. #franceska mann

[paranoidwriter]

Holocaust rememberance day

I'd like to remind everyone to be aware of today's significance in many communities! It's Holocaust rememberance day, or Yom HaShoah. To every person of every faith, Jewish, Christian, Pagan, Buddhist, Muslim, Sikh, Atheist or any other faith or someone who dosent know what they are yet that each and every religion that your religion is beautiful the way it is. 💙✡️

#Holocaust rememberance day

[spokanefavs]

Holocaust Remembrance Day at noon on Tuesday at Fairchild Air Force Base

#Fairchild #Fairchild AFB #Holocaust rememberance day #Jewish #Judaism #Holocaust Remembrance Day #Holocaust

[shi1498912]

#Holocaust #LGBTQIA+ #LGBTQ+ #Geschichte #History #Holocaust Rememberance Day #Holocaust Gedenktag #Queere Menschen

[nordfjording]

i just think that if we start by talking about who "deserves" compassion, we're at the wrong end. that's all.

#i just #compassion isn't something that is earned by suffering #you don't have a single bucket filled with compassion and you hand it out piece by piece starting with whoever #has proven their suffering the most #like thats not #thats not how we should treat people #there are very. very very few. as in: don't think ive met someone ever in my life type of few. people in society #for whom i think compassion should be revoked #but then i live a very insular life #and ive spent the last couple of days listening to talks about holocaust rememberance - fascism hate speech and radicalization #so idk frame of mind maybe not great

[emily84]

today is holocaust remembrance day. without ifs or buts and without condition.

today we remember all the Jewish people, the Rromani people, the physically and mentally disabled, political prisoners, queer people, journalists and activists, intellectuals and writers and artists, and all the common people, every single person that lost their lives or loved ones or a part of themselves to Nazifascism.

#i see all your fucking posts #'holocaust rememberance day is just for antizionists' do you fucking hear yourselves

[naurasweetarudesu]

🎉🎈Happy 1.27🎈🎉

It's already 27th of January in my country. It's Sri's birthday! Have some hair down Sri to celebrate it.

Bonus: Old Lady Sri

#ttte humanized #ttte oc #ttte dewi sri #Star Rails Chronicle #Ttte au #Irl i actually created her on January 1st. But in 'canon' story; her birthday is 27 January #I actually just pick randomly & turn out it's also Holocaust Rememberance Day. Anniversary of MURI. and Sangasanga Red and White Incident. #Birthday art #Happy birthday #SweetaruArtwork

[rotzaprachim]

i was doing better and then the last couple days just were uh. depression/moral scruplosity/meds not working/ the Weight of Everything

#former mutual posting blood libel was the last fucking straw. that and the responses to holocaust rememberence day. i can't fucking. i can't #i can't #the uh involuntary trauma response decided to set my nerves aflame again