It was considered the "Final Solution," Hitler's attempt to clear the world of the unfit, to burn them off of historic records, and pave the way for his Aryan race.
Seems unfathomable, such a gruesome and permanent gesture. Yet history seems to repeat itself despite the horrific remains of concentration—death—camps that serve as reminders all over Europe.
Dachau was the first Nazi camp to be instated in Germany in 1933, housing political prisoners who were forced to expand the camp as Hitler's plan spread like wildfire. By 1939 it was equipped to house 6,000 prisoners, however nearly 30,000 prisoners were detained here as the war came to an end in 1945. Thousands crammed into barracks to die from disease, malnutrition, and exhaustion, thousands more sent to the "Brausebad" to be showered with poisonous gas or lined up against cement walls to face the firing squad.
It wasn't until I spent a day of silence exploring the grounds and the libraries of information at Dachau that I was faced with the reality of what happened—how unbelievable these actions were and still are, as the evils of mass killings and persecution continue all over the Middle East and Africa.