Director Stan Zimmerman’s production of the classic play “The Diary of Anne Frank,” seems to be an exercise in seeing just how many people this jackass can demean, denigrate, and degrade, while extolling the holy illegal alien as a paragon of virtuous struggle. Zimmerman’s effort to reimagine mangle the horrifying experience of a young woman and her family trying to avoid extermination is a cheap ploy to promote an onerous open borders agenda, while wrapping himself in the figurative pelts of Holocaust victims as protection against well-deserved condemnation.