Yes, it's very nice that you want to be edgy and post-modern and martially precise and whatnot. And it's nice that you're donating the money you raise to some group for disabled veterans.

What is not nice is your black uniforms with silver braid, the German techno you were dancing to, and the Iron Crosses on your hats.

In a room that was predominantly gay or otherwise queer.

In a town (city) with a high percentage of Jews.

For serious, what the bloody fucking hell were you thinking?

I'm the first to tell people to forgive and forget, but I definitely spent their entire performance looking frantically for the exit. One of the friends I was with, who is also the grandchild of survivors, was pretty much doing the same thing.

And the woman in the front row who was flipping you off through the majority of your performance? Yeah, she was a surely a bit drunk, but I can definitely see where she was coming from.

If I have nightmares tonight, I certainly know who I'm blaming.

No love,
Me