Swastika

I suppose I am not alone in my fascination of the swastika. It would be hard to find a symbol with more raw potency. Personally, a little shiver runs up my backbone whenever I see a swastika. Having been born in 1948, I can claim no real memories of the Third Reich. My father was not a soldier in the struggle against fascism, and I inherited no family war-stories. Still, the symbol grabs me in a visceral way that is somehow close to nausea. I have no illusions about what the Third Reich would make of me. I wouldn't just be interred for being a homosexual. As a person with AIDS, I would be liquidated as a public health hazard of particular urgency.
The Germans could easily have won WWII, and had they done so, the Swastika would now be a holy relic. The 21st century would find the purification of the human race carried out to its grim and bloody conclusion. A dark age far more bitter than any other in the long history of tyranny might hold the world in its iron grip. The central idol of the only remaining religion would be enshrined in temples of power intended to impress and intimidate citizens into compliance with the aims of Adolph Hitler.
But that didn't happen, and the swastika is an impotent badge of a defunct ideology, a castrated symbol of an evil empire that never was allowed to swallow up mankind. What greater triumph of history can there be than to look at its grim visage and know it no longer holds any power?

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