I had always stared into the faces of known monsters, trying to find something in the shape of the face, the expression, the eyes, which told me that this was the man who had shoved the Jews of Salonika into trains and sent then off to dreadful death. Every day, for weeks, until he ran out of Jews. I had never found it in Nazis. They just looked like people. It was the most frightening thing about them.
Humanity ain’t inherently humane. That’s why hate sells.
Anyone who thinks otherwise is a fool.
Addendum, Later That Same Day:
This is creepier than a room full of caterpillars.