Another excellent allocutio from our president Ciera. Check it out!
At the foot of the man’s cross I notice three Jews: a man and two women. One of the women is bent over, shaking with sobs. The other – who I realize is his mother – stands still, held by the young man, her tear-stained face raised to behold her disfigured son in his wretchedness.
Why does she not protest for her son’s life? How does she not look away from the wicked sight? Why does she hold on so intently to the pain that must be shattering her heart?