
Only a very small number of kz inmates returned. All those who survived
Auschwitz owe this not just to luck, toughness, willpower, or resistance.
These factors certainly contributed effectively to our rescue, but they would
surely have proved inadequate if we had not recognized with lightning
speed that we had to push aside a major part of our old morality, our ‘‘hu-
manity,’’ and all the benefits of our civilization to keep from going under in
the camp—in short, that we had to use all our resources to integrate our-
selves into the society of which we had become a part, to adapt ourselves
to its mode of thinking, its customs, its views, its educational methods,
and its laws. We are well aware that, given the extent to which we adapted
both instinctively and knowingly, we all became more or less inhuman and
therefore objectionable to the society to which we were fortunate enough
to return. A deep abyss separates us from that society, possibly forever. Its
literary, moral, emotional, and even humorous vocabulary is far too limited
to speak in our favor. Even the most truthful reports and the most precise
descriptions can never reproduce the reality to which we were exposed. We
make no effort to fill up this abyss because we know that this would be
impossible. We are a bit like Pirandello’s characters in search of an author
who could tell our story, but we are sure that we shall never find one.
Primo Levi speaks of the shame ‘‘felt by a righteous man, a guilt imposed
on him by another that torments him because it exists, because it has been ir-
revocably brought into the world of existing things, and because his good will
is worth little or nothing and not strong enough to prevent it.’’ This shame
beset Levi and his fellow sufferers when they were liberated by Russian troops
‘‘because we felt that there could never be anything good or pure enough to
expunge our past and that the traces of sinfulness would remain in us forever,
in the memory of those who experienced it, in the places where it happened
and in the reports that we would make about it. For this reason—and this is
the enormous privilege of our generation and of my people—no one has ever
been better able than we to comprehend the incurable nature of sinfulness
that spreads like a contagious disease.’’
In the fall of 1960 Imo Moszkowicz, who was interned as an adolescent,
wrote to the Frankfurt court that he did not want to appear as a witness: ‘‘If I
could present my nightmares in court, I would surely be an important witness.
But, except for cold sweat, there is not much left in the morning....Ican’t
let the time in the camp erupt in me again. I have to forget it—otherwise, I’ll
eventually croak from it.’’ Moszkowicz was interned as a teenager.
n In 1967, when Michal Kula, a graduate engineer, was questioned by a Polish
judge about his experiences in Auschwitz, hewas fifty-six years old.The other-
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