Random and disjointed ponderings on faith, life, culture and professional issues (occasionally).
Friday, December 15, 2017
Adolf Eichmann was one of the key organisers of the Nazi Holocaust. After the end of the Second World War, he eventually made his way to Argentina, where he lived under an assumed name. He was tracked down by Mossad agents, who captured him near his home, and eventually secretly put on a flight to Israel. He was put on trial in 1961. On December 15 of that year, he was sentenced to death after being found guilty by an Israeli court of 15 criminal charges, including charges of crimes against humanity, crimes against the Jewish people, and membership of an outlawed organisation.
Eichmann went to the gallows showing no remorse for his crimes. I don't understand how anyone can do such evil deeds, and not feel any guilt about them. As I have written on this blog before, as much as I hate to say it, some people are irredeemably evil, and Eichmann was one of them.