Apparently, it's what you don't see that invokes awe.
Yet more thought crime from "Why must they lie?":
It is clear that in Washington, at the US 'Holocaust' Museum, the exhibition is equally stupefying. The master manipulators who designed this temple of the new Holocaustic religion well understood, as it is a quite ancient Jewish discovery, that the absence of images is stronger still than images themselves. It is well known that, in ancient times, the central part of the Temple in Jerusalem, reserved for the priests, was made up of ulam, the vestibule, hêkâl, the Holy, with the candelabra, the bread table, and the altar with the incense and, finally, debir, the Holy of Holies where only the High Priest entered, once a year, on the occasion of yom kippur. He was therefore the only one to know very concretely that the Holy of Holies was empty.
The absence of representation validates mystery much better than the presence of representation. This is what the ancient Jews and their Christian iconoclast and Moslem successors, have understood perfectly. And it is being served up to us again today. We indeed find ourselves in a perfectly comparable symbolic situation.
In an article in the Northern California Jewish Bulletin of April 18, 1997 devoted to the antirevisionist struggle in the classroom, one may read: "No gas chambers or crematoria were left standing. Only one film of actual killings -- four minutes long and housed in the Yad Vashem archives -- exists." Here we have the new debir, the Holy of Holies where the Sole Proof remains hidden from all eyes. Yad Vashem's vault. Nobody has ever seen this proof, and I hereby place my bet that nobody ever will. This four minutes' footage exists no more than the old priests' YHVH. If it were up there, it would obviously appear on television every evening at dinner time, on the five continents.