They work twelve-hour days setting up the ridge for development. In time we figured out how to suffer peacefully” (91). The detainees “figured out how to smother even our whines. Any individual who shouts out in torment gets twofold the lashings. Kapos manage the detainees? work, whips in hands, and dispatch partners to lash any individual who rests. The Plaszow kapos appreciate using their “supreme force” with “fierce beatings and torment until the very end” (91). Kapos, or detainee protects, the “incomparable authority over life and passing,” land to choose a few hundred laborers each for a “commando,” work team (91).

Mother, There’s a Worm in Your Soup? – PLASZOW, June 1944 After a brief Zahlappell, a large number of detainees line up.