Photographer: Arnold Newman
The more I stare at his expression, the worse I feel for him. Could you imagine what is going through his head here?
Great question. Can you imagine being in a situation where your loved ones have died, and you have emotional conflict that half wants to return to the most frightening time of your life which happened right there in that room when you and your family hid for your lives from nazi persecution, but everyone was still alive? Imagine having your most recent happy memories of your family mixed up with that terror. How awful.
Stories like this are why I’m absolutely convinced that if God does exist, they’re the kind of guy that likes to burn ants with a magnifying glass.
I am so sad for him.
Yep, if a god exists, they’re the biggest piece of shit ever to have existed.
