If Martin Gibson had lived in Germany in the 1930s, he would have been the same kind of hard-charging, narrow-minded "patriot" then and there that he is here and now. And he would be completely flabbergasted, horrified, and surprised—and still not getting it—when the storm troopers pounded on his door to take him and his family off to a concentration camp.

Some people don't have the necessary brain cells to see the obvious.