June 10, 2009 marked the first and last time I was surprised by the depths of human hatred. I was driving to D.C., returning to an internship at the Justice Department’s Office of Special Investigations, where I was working on the extradition of a Nazi war criminal. Just outside of Crystal City, I heard that a hateful 88-year-old white supremacist had walked into the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum and shot and killed Special Police Officer Stephen Tyrone Johns.

My blood went cold. I had worked in the museum around once a week for the preceding three months. I knew…

Beth Bailey

Freelance writer working on a novel about love and the war in Afghanistan. You can find my work in the Washington Examiner, the Federalist, and the Detroit News

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