Becoming Anne Frank
My literary hero Dara Horn wrote Becoming Anne Frank : Why did we turn an isolated girl into the world's most famous Holocaust victim before Pittsburgh...it is beautiful and prophetic and reminds us of one thing: somehow people only seem to care about us when we are dead. Us being Jews. This reached into my very soul and made me want to howl. Is this what it takes to see us? Is this the only way? Do we only have real meaning to you when we are dead? You know we walk among you every day and we live. You know we have always been worthy and we always deserve to be seen...really seen not just as relics of a seemingly ancient genocide that isn't actually ancient. We aren't relics. We are people and despite your assumptions about us, it continues to be hard to be other. It continues to be wearisome and tiring to walk among you on the outside. It isn't over. It's never been over. It makes you feel better to think we are some magical success. And yes, America is...