"As you approach the building you see the racetrack to its right, littered with debris and surrounded by desecrated bleachers."
- N. Parry, describing an abandoned racing circuit in a near-future wasteland scenario.
I heard "desecrated bleachers" and it struck me as very interesting language. The first half is paraphrased, didn't have time to write down the exact wording in the narration, but those two words stuck with me. What kind of character would describe a racing circuit as hallowed ground?
Showing posts with label Week 9. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 9. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Week 9, Junkyard Quote 1
"I heard a baby crying. The child was lying on the ramp, wrapped in rags.
A mother had left it behind, perhaps because she knew that women with
infants were sent to the gas chambers immediately. I saw another SS
soldier grab the baby by the legs. The crying had bothered him. He
smashed the baby's head against the iron side of a truck until it was
silent."
I've been reading about holocaust denial this afternoon, and came upon this translated interview from 2005 of Oskar Gröning, a Waffen-SS vet that worked at Auschwitz, who's accounts of what transpired at the camp is great evidence against deniers. The quote above, from the article, kind of struck me as very strong language... Uncomfortably gruesome, but strong nonetheless. Not something I would use on my own writing directly, but it might serve as inspiration.
I've been reading about holocaust denial this afternoon, and came upon this translated interview from 2005 of Oskar Gröning, a Waffen-SS vet that worked at Auschwitz, who's accounts of what transpired at the camp is great evidence against deniers. The quote above, from the article, kind of struck me as very strong language... Uncomfortably gruesome, but strong nonetheless. Not something I would use on my own writing directly, but it might serve as inspiration.
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