A young Englishman ... was in Germany when Nazis degraded the Jews in the streets. At first he was sick at the sight and rushed down a side street. The next time he felt he could look, and stopped for a full minute. The third time he watched. The fourth time, as he stood with the jeering crowd, the sight seemed less revolting. He was becoming, he told himself, "objective." And with this came realization of his peril. This was not a part of life, a social phenomenon for study. It was the breath of hell. -- E. M. Blaiklock, Leadership, Vol. 4, no. 1.