Sometimes I was surprised at the totality of my own indifference to the sight of the stabbed, the drowned, the crushed, the shot, the burnt and the bludgeoned, although I knew well how that insensitivity had come about. Seeing so much death on the Turkish front and in my service with Kripo, I had almost ceased to regard a corpse as being in any way human.
One wonders ever so slightly if there's a latent comment here about the ability of anyone to become desensitized
And then that this is part of how something like nazism can come about
