Beyond Reasonable Doubt

Fandango has posted another provocative question, in which he asks us to opine on the most significant event in human history.

Human history? Okay, so straight away, things like the Big Bang and dinosaur extinctions are out. I’m also going to leave to one side disease, which has played a very significant part in our proliferation.

Actually, in human history, I would go for an event in just about living memory, the rise and fall of the Nazis.

There are all sorts of lessons there. Even beforehand, we had an American government which was isolationist, which deliberately looked the other way. And we had European governments who were only too willing to appease, to look the other way as well. We know from history that the signs were there, even pre-war. But communications weren’t then what they are today, so perhaps leader might argue that there was reasonable doubt? Even Hitler himself looked inwards – it was the National Socialist Party, after all, and one of its slogans was Ein Volk, ein Reich, ein Führer. Indeed, I think that one of the undeniably good things about the EU, which itself came out of the war, is that it fosters a spirit of looking beyond national boundaries – and in that respect, Brexit worries me.

So I think there are lessons there for us all. Firstly, about looking the other way, and secondly about the dangers of allowing a weak man to become sufficiently powerful that he may destroy us.

That last point makes me uncomfortable. I can quite happily be anti- the UK’s recent wars, Afghanistan, Iraq, even Libya, but can’t they be justified as trying to prevent a weak regime from becoming stronger? So I think there are deeper questions to be answered – it’s no good bombing villagers in Syria, for example, then claiming we’ve hurt Assad.

Overshadowing the whole of the Nazi regime was the Holocaust, I could quite justifiably have claimed this as my subject, but I think the wider subject contains more overall lessons.

An attempt to eradicate a whole race of people – which very nearly succeeded. As if they’d never even existed.

At this point I justify why my “most significant” event had to be quite a recent event. Many times in history, one race has tried to eradicate another, so just the intention is nothing new. But the Nazis had the means to do it – the organisation, the transport infrastructure, and not least the death camps. So, I think whenever we’re talking about the most, or the -est of anything, we’re pretty much confining ourselves to the age of mass transit.

I must admit to a personal connection with the Holocaust, for my wife’s mother, Belgian by birth and now just celebrated her eightieth birthday, was one of the last batches of children to come to the UK as part of the Kindertransport programme, in 1939. On her mother’s side, my wife has no family. A real effect, still felt more than 75 years on – they might have been good people, they might have been assholes, but we never knew. My daughter has a couple of aunties and a grandma, but there it stops.

I’ve written enough for today – this subject upsets me. How best to conclude? Perhaps just a few numbers? I’ve seen estimates that up to 6,000,000 Jews were killed – approximately two out of every three in Europe. A continent. Imagine that you have three friends, and two of them are just disappeared! Then mutiply it by a continent. And that number doesn’t include any other people the Nazis happened not to like – Russians, Poles, Serbs, etc.

Actually, I do want to end this with a message. That when somebody stands up and tells you to vote for them, because they know who is responsible for all your ills, think twice!


This morning, I had a grrrrr….uelling experience with my bank.

I don’t log on to online banking much any more, as I’m not very active financially. After the stroke, I shut a lot of things down, a morbid obsession with leaving things as easy as possible for my wife to sort out, so there are very few transactions.

However, in late September, we had a water bill drop through the door, so I figured it was about time to part with the cash.

So I logged on to my online bank. “We have changed our system. Please enter new credentials.” Oh, great. So I played along and created new credentials, then tried to log in again.

No dice. I must have entered the credentials wrongly. Forgotten password link – it wanted my Customer Number. What the f*** is my Customer Number? I’ve had the account twenty years and never needed it before!

So, at 8:30am I am on the phone to them. A nice “good morning” message for the guy on the helpdesk.

I recount my problems. “Not to worry, sir. Let’s see how we can help”. So, we walk through the setup process once again. Over the phone, I get a key piece of information. My choice for such-and-such a passcode cannot be the same as it was previously. Really? That’s not stated on the web site. Well, it should be OK to re-use the old passcode, but we’ve had some customers who’ve had problems. Too bloody right!

Ten minutes later, and I’m looking at my account. I suppose the good thing is that there was more money in it than I expected! It turns out that my re-use of that code had been the problem. I used a different code, and sailed through. I’ve had this account for many years, and my code was imprinted on my brain. But, ask me to remember a different one???

Once inside their application, you can imagine my first task – put the bloody code back to what it was originally! Changing for changing’s sake is no guarantee of security, plus I’m confident that my code number was secure – at least as secure as it was the last time I logged on. Do they really think they’ve built a safer system, when all they’ve done is force me to write codes down?

But before I quit their application, I remembered to do one more thing…pay the damn bill!