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4. MORAL TENDERNESS, MORAL RESPONSIBILITY<br />

Consider this dying SS man. Is he not unlike so many o<strong>the</strong>rs? He, at least, shows <strong>the</strong><br />

marks of conscience, of remorse, of sickness at his life. He is not arrogant; he is not selfjustifying;<br />

he feels disgust at everything he has witnessed, he recoils from everything he has<br />

committed. He is a man at a moral turning. Ought he not to be delivered over to his death—<br />

to use <strong>the</strong> old Christian word—shriven? He is penitent, so many o<strong>the</strong>rs are not—should <strong>the</strong><br />

penitent be treated like <strong>the</strong> impenitent? Should a revived goodness, a recovered cleanliness<br />

of heart, be dealt with exactly as one would deal with <strong>the</strong> recalcitrance of an unregenerate<br />

brute?<br />

Consider now <strong>the</strong> brute. He exults in his brutishness. Remorse never touches him; even in<br />

memory, even thirty years after those butcheries of his, he exults in <strong>the</strong>m. His mind, dim for<br />

o<strong>the</strong>r matters, is a bright <strong>and</strong> secret screen on which he renews <strong>and</strong> replenishes <strong>the</strong>se<br />

triumphs of his old lost barbaric power over <strong>the</strong> weak. He was a great man <strong>the</strong>n; he was like<br />

an angel, he served in fact <strong>the</strong> Angel of Death, lives were in his h<strong>and</strong>s <strong>and</strong> under his feet, his<br />

boots were on <strong>the</strong> necks of <strong>the</strong> doomed. As he never experienced regret <strong>the</strong>n, so now he<br />

never dreams of wishing away <strong>the</strong> old sensations <strong>and</strong> reminders.<br />

But <strong>the</strong> dying SS man has had twinges all along. He has, in fact, a moral temperament. He<br />

is intelligently contrite; he knows <strong>the</strong>re is no way for him to atone, but he underst<strong>and</strong>s what<br />

atonement is, he underst<strong>and</strong>s <strong>the</strong> force of contrition. He is a man with a vigorous insight into<br />

his own moral nature. He is a man with a conscience.<br />

Should not some special recognition—some softening of condemnation—be given to <strong>the</strong>

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