
The Escape Artist
Just finished The Escape Artist. Phenomenal!
The escape itself is extraordinary, but what stayed with me most was what happened afterwards.
Here was a first-hand account of what happened — detailed information about what was happening, how people were being transported and murdered. The length that was taken to verify its authenticity and then that information eventually made its way right up to the highest levels of Allied governments.
And yet the response feels so painfully inadequate.
Reports circulated. Meetings were held. Strongly worded letters and statements were issued. People debated what could or couldn’t be done. Meanwhile, the killing continued. Eventually something was done but it was done only for self interest.
I think that’s what makes the book feel so relevant today. We often look back at history and imagine that, if people in power had only known what was happening, surely they would have acted.
The Escape Artist challenges that comforting idea.
Sometimes they did know.
The information was there. The warnings were there. The evidence was there. And still politics, bureaucracy, competing priorities, misplaced trust and simple inertia could stand between knowing about an atrocity and actually doing something to stop it.
It’s very easy, with the benefit of history, to ask: “How could they let this happen?”
And yet it left me thinking about what is happening in the world right now that future generations will ask the same question about — and who are we trusting to tell us how to respond?
Phenomenal book. One that will stay with me for a long time.