Dark Tourism: 'Rage'

Auschwitz was a very strange day for me. I found myself trying to control the emotions that flooded over me upon entering the camp. These were not the same feelings of sadness that many of my classmates felt, but anger, even rage. I found myself struggling to control the anger I felt that the human race was capable of committing such horrible acts of violence. I doubt that I will ever forget the various exhibits in the camp. Among these were two tons of human hair collected from women who arrived at the camp, roughly 40,000 women, which was taken from victims in order to make fabric for use in the Third Reich.