Got like 5 chapters into Huck Finn, which is nothing there's over 40, and just wasn't feeling it. Dunno if it was the vernacular, the premise, just didn't do much for me. I need to be hooked in the beginning. Back on the list it goes.
Needed something else, so I read Night by Elie Wiesel. It relates to one of my favorite random quotes, a Jew writing on the wall of a concentration camp, "If there is a God, He will have to beg for my forgiveness." Just such a powerful statement.
So obviously Night is about Wiesel's time surviving in the Holocaust. The way it made him react toward the idea of mercy, and the way he explains how systematically hope was destroyed by the Nazis is intense. The wild thing was how long it took. I guess as people we think relatively, this situation being better than that situation, but I can't imagine the level of hopelessness you'd get to being forced to walk until it starts to become a positive that you're approaching the place that you're supposed to die. It is a different level of awareness of the inhumanity of the time when you hear it from the victim. It actually makes me want to see if there's a first person or even remotely autobiographical account of the Trail of Tears.
I want to read the other two parts of the trilogy, they're both short. They're fictional continuations of the effects of the Holocaust on survivors, so that should be interesting. I'll be interested to see what led him back to his faith after it being decimated so thoroughly. For now though, onto Colson Whitehead and the Underground Railroad.
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