Thinking about Katyn and onwards to Poland
All over Poland there are memorials to Katyn. For decades under Communism, all mention of this 1940 NKVD massacre of some 22,000 Polish officers in a remote forest in western Russia was taboo, punishable by prison or worse. Poland's wartime underground heroes were considered traitors to the Communist cause. (In Moczarski's "Conversations with an Executioner," the former Home Army officer was imprisoned in the same cell (!) as SS General Jurgen Stroop, the liquidator of the Warsaw Ghetto, a man whom Moczarski had once tried to kill... it's one of the strangest and most profound jailtime interviews you'll ever read.) Poland's Communist rulers kept in tune with the Soviet hierarchy in claiming that the massacres were the work of the Nazis. But they were lying. And the Poles knew better. As historian Norman Davies writes, "For once, Goebbels could have been telling the truth." And yesterday, Russian President Dmitry Medvedev announced the resolution of the Russian Parliament to make what the Poles have long known official: Stalin ordered the Katyn massacres. It's a big step forward in Polish-Russian relations. For a visceral understanding of this tragedy and its central place in Polish political and cultural history since 1940, don't miss Andrzej Wajda's gut-wrenching film from 2007, KATYN.I'm heading to Poland later this week, and it will be interesting to see the reverberations of this decision among friends in Krakow and Warsaw. I've started this blog THE CROOKED MIRROR primarily to blog on this trip. My friend Anne asked about the blog title, a good question. It (mirrors) the title of the book I've been working on for some time-- THE CROOKED MIRROR: A Conversation with Poland. The phrase comes from the title of a satirical Yiddish paper -- Der Krumer Spigel (the crooked mirror) once published in the little Polish town of Radomsko, where my family lived for hundreds of years. I loved that phrase and later read an essay by the Polish priest Josef Tischner in which he talks about how-- when we look at our neighbor through a crooked mirror-- what we see is distorted, unrecognizable. That's how Poles and Jews have largely regarded each other since the traumas of the last war. For the last eight years, I've been exploring the problematic, surreal and sometimes surprisingly exhilarating territory of Jewish-Polish dialogue in Poland, a journey into The Crooked Mirror.