Pray not that God is on your side; but that you are on the side of God.

So, I watched a very personally touching episode of CSI: New York recently where the victim and the assailant were both anti-Semites who collected paraphernalia from the Holocaust in order to glorify it.
As you know, I am German. And this is always a horrible subject for me and makes me sob and heavy in agony.
Later, I was telling my friend, the Spider Monkey, how it affected me. And she reminded me that my parents were tiny children back then. And my grandfathers were off fighting in the war, not at any camps...
"But," said I... "they knew." They all knew. And they did not fight what was happening.
Her response (because what do you really say to someone like me in this situation?) was that she hoped she would.
We agreed that we both hoped we would.
So, yesterday I posted to Facebook that I wanted to grab my service-minded friends, drive to Miami, charter a boat and go to Haiti where I was actually needed.
And people started to give me reasons why I couldn't/shouldn't/mustn't go.
Never mind that I only stated a desire - not an intent to act.

All it takes for the next Holocaust to be perpetuated, is for well-meaning people to tell those of us who would fight that we shouldn't/couldn't/mustn't!

First they came for the communists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a communist;
Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—because I was not a trade unionist;
Then they came for the Jews, and I did not speak out—because I was not a Jew;
Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak out.
Pastor Martin Niemöller (1892–1984)