“Attempt at accuracy” my ass. Your original reply to the poster - who you know fuck-all about - was a what you thought would be a subtle way of basically calling him a Holocaust denier.

You reject every source that’s not your own as unreliable. You indict Simon Wiesenthal, of all people, as a fabulist who made up numbers. I don’t even know what to make of this, but I sense you’re not debating in good faith.

Okay, you don’t like that source, then I give you the National World War II Museum:

That’s the judgment of most serious historians.

This is so gross that you’d choose to do this.

So how do you not count 3 million Soviet POWs who died in camps, among many others?

The United States Holocaust Memorial Museum questions your numbers.

These little heart-rending human touches do us a service in remembrance. It’s hard to encompass the idea of 11 million people murdered in death camps; it cuts us closer to reality to see the life of one or two of the victims and try to understand what they went through, and then realize that everyone murdered in those…

Please ignore the "might" in that quote. I am old and have not mastered my phone, which is really more like a horseless carriage.

I went to the bloomsday festival in glasthule went up the tower, heard live readings from those dressed up, ate ice cream and had a drink. My friends last day in Ireland before she goes back to Australia stopping in London. Shown her every bit of the country in 3 weeks of glorious sunshine. I think she is sad now :-(

"So last night might I reread Ulysses..." says Jack Palance in Contempt. My absolute favorite!

The film version of Ulysses is one of the most ridiculous and horrifying things I have ever seen. Once I realized a film version existed (from 1967), I thought, "Holy shit! How is it even possible to film that novel?" Answer: It is not.