Passover, Memory, and What Liberation Demands of Us Now
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Every year at Passover, I return to a story written by my great uncle, Josef “Jupp” Weiss.
It is not a story told around a comfortable table.
It is a story of a Seder in 1945, in the Bergen-Belsen concentration camp.
It is a story that did not end in 1945.
At the time, Jupp, a prisoner, had become, almost by circumstance, someone expected to speak to others in the camp.
As Passover approached, he struggled with what he could possibly say.
People were starving. Disease was everywhere. Death was constant.
“How can I stand before them,” he asked, “and say ‘All who are hungry, come and eat,’ when we have nothing to give?”
And yet, he spoke.
Not to offer food. Not to offer comfort in the way we usually think about it.
But to offer something harder, and in that moment, more necessary: the insistence on survival, on dignity, and on responsibility to a future they might not live to see.
He told them to hold on. To endure just a little longer. To believe that they were among the few who might survive and rebuild.
After speaking in barracks filled with illness and despair, he entered the children’s barracks and found a moment of light.
Candles lit.
Children gathered.
They performed the rituals of free people while imprisoned by those who sought to erase them.
The table was set with whatever could be improvised.
Food created almost entirely from turnips, transformed into something resembling a meal.
In a place designed to strip people of their humanity, they insisted on being human anyway.
They told the story of liberation while still imprisoned.
They sang. They prayed. They imagined a future.
Even in the absence of freedom, people chose to act as if liberation was still possible.
More than that, as if it was inevitable.
Passover is often described as a story about the past.
But it has never really been about the past.
The central command of the holiday is to see ourselves as if we personally experienced that journey from oppression to freedom.
That is not a metaphor. It is a demand. It asks something of us.
This year, that demand feels impossible to ignore.
We are watching, in real time, what happens when entire populations are reduced to abstractions.
When human beings are spoken about as threats, as burdens, as something less than fully human.
We are watching what happens when suffering is explained away.
When the mechanics of starvation are debated while people are still hungry.
When the loss of civilian life is justified as necessary.
And as Jews, we do not have the luxury of looking at that and pretending it is unrelated to our own history.
Because we know where that road leads.
I carry the story of my great uncle not just as memory, but as instruction.
That instruction leads to a place that is not always comfortable to say out loud:
“Never again” cannot mean only for us.
If the lesson of Passover is liberation, then it cannot be selective.
If the lesson of our history is survival, then it cannot come at the cost of another people’s survival.
If we remember what it means to be dehumanized, then we are obligated to resist that dehumanization wherever it appears, even when it is politically inconvenient, especially when it challenges our own community.
What Jupp understood, standing in those barracks in 1945, was that survival alone was not the end of the story. He told those around him that they had an obligation to take part in rebuilding the Jewish people. That obligation did not end with survival. It began there.
We inherit that same obligation. Not only to remember what was done to us but to decide what we will do now with that memory. To build a world where the conditions that made Bergen-Belsen possible cannot be repeated against anyone.
That is a much harder task than remembrance.
It requires moral clarity. It requires consistency.
And it requires the willingness to speak when silence would be easier.
This year, the empty chair at our Seder table must represent more than our own history.
Let it be a seat for our conscience.
Moral clarity must take the form of action.
We must refuse to let suffering be explained away.
We must stand for the dignity of every human being.
Insist that liberation is not a zero-sum game, but a universal right.
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