Just like the song says, I don’t know much about history. I’ve read one, count 'em, one book about the Nazis: Hitler’s Willing Executioners, by Daniel Goldhagen. Goldhagen said that the Germans in WW2 didn’t go along with the death camps out of fear of the Nazi tyranny: by and large, they thought killing all the Jews was a great idea. It was common sense to them that Jews were the twisted, corrupt enemy of all decency and civilization. Now, if he’s right, how can we say that the Nazis were bad, not just mistaken? A bad person is one who knowingly chooses to do bad things. If I thought that some people were that dangerous, I’d fight back and kill them too. It’s me or them, right?
That’s just the teaser to a more general question about evil. I’ve never met a bad guy who wears a black hat and twirls his mustache saying, “I’m evil and I’m proud!” People tend to do wrong and make lame excuses: “Everyone does it” . . . “That’s how you have to be in this world; you have to play the game” . . . “Of course I shot him; he dissed me!” They seem to believe their own excuses, too. Does that mean they’re off the hook, like a man who slipped on a banana peel and knocked someone into the wood chipper? Or do they somehow, sort of know deep down that their excuses are lame, and partial knowledge means partial responsibility? What about someone who knows he has a character flaw and struggles with it? On the one hand, he’s on the road to repentance, unlike Lame-Excuse-Man; but on the other hand, he’s more aware he’s doing wrong, so he’s more responsible for it. Do we have to get worse before we get better?
Anyone want to help make sense of this mess?