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Life thought for the day....

The thought came from reading articles about a 105 year old former Nazi insider (she was the stenographer for Head of Nazi Propaganda Joseph Goebbels) who has spoken about her day to day life and choices she made during a highly controversial time in Germany's - and the rest of the world's- history.

She says of the film they made: "How important it is to have someone hold up a mirror at the end of one's life in order to recognize all the mistakes one has made." I say: But really, why wait until the end? Why not look at the mistakes as soon as they are made and learn from them- Grow and change as you are still living?

She claims to have been naive, to have taken the job because it was prestigious and paid well, and even says that she had no idea of any of the atrocities. She says people often say they WOULD HAVE tried to help the Jews, which she says is admirable but had those people lived in her time they would have quickly realized that acting against the flow of Germany at the time would have resulted in "a cracked neck". She was a secretary, and a good one, and not interested in the politics. She choose the easy route, the route paved with money, and she minded her own business.

So many of us do that.

Are we at fault of anything?

Will we look back one day and realize we had made some mistakes that we just were uninterested or uneducated in at the time?


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