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Dear [Recipient Name],
I am currently in Vienna and reflecting on my family history. My father was involved in the coffee industry, and my mother, a graduate with a medical degree from the distinguished University of Vienna, was beginning her career as a physician.
The annexation of Austria by the Nazis in March 1938 had an immediate and disturbing effect. Jewish people were subjected to harassment in public spaces by Nazi youth, often forced to perform degrading acts such as scrubbing toilets and cleaning streets. While not all Jewish individuals were immediately detained and sent to concentration camps, my parents recognized the untenable future that awaited them in Austria. Jewish individuals were prohibited from owning businesses, which had been my father's aspiration. Furthermore, Jewish physicians were restricted to treating only Jewish patients. Given that a significant portion of Vienna's doctors were Jewish, while the Jewish population was considerably smaller, the prospects for Jewish medical professionals were severely limited.
Consequently, my parents began searching for opportunities to emigrate as soon as it became feasible. Through the benevolence of an unknown individual, they were eventually able to leave.
Australia's current trajectory of gradually disregarding privacy in exchange for distractions is concerning. Unlike the Jewish doctors in Vienna who faced professional limitations, I have been excluded from the system entirely. The label of a sex maniac has been weaponized against me by human resources, leading to probation, a situation where dismissal can be justified on any pretext. This branding follows individuals, potentially leading to further marginalization and loss of the will to resist. Having witnessed my mother's experience with mental illness and involuntary commitment, a situation that should have resulted in her repatriation, I am acutely aware of how such circumstances can escalate. This incremental erosion of rights and freedoms bears a disquieting resemblance to the early stages of the Holocaust.
Sincerely,
Traffic Transmission
