Breathe
Hostis humani generis
Imagine you travel back in time to see what the past was like, and it breaks. You're stuck there. As you're minding your own business, a woman comes up to you. If you don't speak German, just assume you do.
You've taken some gold with you, too, so you have a nice big chunk of gold; you'll never go hungry. You can live an exceptionally comfortable life even if others struggle.
"Excuse me." she says. You look over at her. She is dishevelled and looks hungry.
"Yes, madam?" You ask politely.
"I haven't eaten for three days. I can barely afford to feed myself and my child."
She looks at you, and then an idea comes into her mind.
"You, will you take my baby?"
"I'm sorry?" You ask, confused. She walks over to you and hands you a child of a few weeks, sleeping soundly.
"Will you please take care of my little Adolf and give him a better life than I can?" She asks.
"Adolf?"
"Yes, Adolf."
"What's your name, madam?" You ask.
"Klara," She says. "Klara Hitler."
So, with that idea set up in your minds, what do you say?
Do you reject and give the baby back, knowing who he will be if he stays there?
Do you accept, hoping to change his destiny?
Do you accept, planning to kill the child, so that he can never grow up to do what he does?
Do you accept the child, hoping to give him someone else to raise?
Why, or why not?
You've taken some gold with you, too, so you have a nice big chunk of gold; you'll never go hungry. You can live an exceptionally comfortable life even if others struggle.
"Excuse me." she says. You look over at her. She is dishevelled and looks hungry.
"Yes, madam?" You ask politely.
"I haven't eaten for three days. I can barely afford to feed myself and my child."
She looks at you, and then an idea comes into her mind.
"You, will you take my baby?"
"I'm sorry?" You ask, confused. She walks over to you and hands you a child of a few weeks, sleeping soundly.
"Will you please take care of my little Adolf and give him a better life than I can?" She asks.
"Adolf?"
"Yes, Adolf."
"What's your name, madam?" You ask.
"Klara," She says. "Klara Hitler."
So, with that idea set up in your minds, what do you say?
Do you reject and give the baby back, knowing who he will be if he stays there?
Do you accept, hoping to change his destiny?
Do you accept, planning to kill the child, so that he can never grow up to do what he does?
Do you accept the child, hoping to give him someone else to raise?
Why, or why not?