One feels tempted to turn away with a wince and deaden one's perception. But one must not succumb to this temptation. It was in 1983. And it would have been simple and at the same time fearful, extremely fearful to conform. This is what I am going to talk about.
Historians divide the Holocaust characters into executors, victims, and observers.
I should not have been. Not only because the Holocaust Museum is an undoubted masterpiece of museum and archival art, architecture and design. Even without considering the exposition subject, I think, it is the best museum I have ever visited. It displays a perfect taste, professionalism, provides absolute maximum of information, and shows an amazing knowledge of how the material should be presented. But this is not the main point.