‘Survivor’ William J. Lowenberg

I found another self-styled ‘holocaust survivor’ story today [1], its not “new”, but I hadn’t read it before. However, what strikes me each and every time I read them is that they seem to follow some sort of templatized story [2], always the same and with the same fantastic ending.
All of his family were apparently ‘holocausted’ in one way or the other, and he’s allegedly the sole survivor. Incredibly enough little William survived a grand total of seven concentration camps — including the notorious ‘chemical slaughterhouse’ Auschwitz…ya that one 

The article says that little William was ‘transported from one death camp to another’ and that ‘he avoided the crematorium because he was young, strong, resourceful and lucky.’ 
I would’ve thought that avoiding the dreaded ‘gas chambers’ would be the number one priority as an inmate at Birkenau, or at any other camp where self-styled ‘eyewitnesses’ spout allegations of ‘gas chambers’. But no, no! Instead Mr. Lowenberg lays weight upon crematoria. Carlo Mattogno in his introduction to “The Crematoria Ovens of Auschwitz and Birkenau” says this:

The ‘eyewitnesses’ have tried to persuade us that the crematoria ovens of Auschwitz and Birkenau were satanic contraptions operating above and beyond the realm of physical laws, not ordinary cremation facilities subject to the same laws of chemistry, physics and heat engineering as all other such installations. Historians have chosen to trust blindly in these witnesses, and in the process have let themselves get carried away into making entirely erroneous claims.

Lowenberg’s story ends with a big success; the now considerably older William founded his own corporation — the Lowenberg Corporation in San Francisco. And a lot more. He went on to become quite rich. A philanthropist

Not only this. Mr. Lowenberg fought fiercely against anti-Zionists and so-called ‘anti-Semites’ on campuses and whatnot. The article which praises this man to the high heavens says this:

“He was a great friend of people who were fighting the battle to confront anti-Semitism, anti-Zionist and anti-Israel forces on campus,” Weiner said. “There wasn’t any clash where Jews were used as a punching bag where he did not stand up and put himself in the middle. He had taken his shots long before that.”

The USHMM features Mr. Lowenberg at their site with an extensive interview [3] dated 1993. Mr. Lowenberg talks about a host of different subjects, but the most important and probably the only interesting subject is Birkenau. I only listened to his initial story about life in Germany, rude principals and knife throwing Germans. Then I stopped. Almost. I’m listening to it in the background whilst writing this; but there’s nothing interesting in what he says, not for me.

Of course, Mr. Lowenberg doesn’t live today — but he said that if he would live to see his 100th birthday then he wanted to wake up and say “screw you” to Hitler. But as everybody already know, Hitler died on the 30th of April 1945.

  • 1. Survivor William J. Lowenberg remembered for Jewish community leadership, j. the Jewish news weekly of Northern California.
  • 2. This basically means to genericize [something] by means of templates.
  • 3. Oral history interview with William J. Lowenberg, USHMM, IRN 504633.

Open Letter to Irma Grese

This is a “letter” from a vindictive and thoroughly hateful Jewess named (or called, as she says) “Isabella Rubinstein” who claims to have been an inmate at Auschwitz-Birkenau when Irma Grese served there as an auxiliary to the SS. This Jewess also says she ‘surived the gas chambers by stroke of luck’.  The original article was published in the 1945 edition of The Palestine Post.

Joseph Bellinger characterizes Ms. Grese’s work at Auschwitz-Birkenau in the following manner:

Grese’s duties at Auschwitz varied. Most of her work was rather benign, such as sorting through parcels and overseeing construction projects. However, from May until December, 1944, Grese was appointed senior Aufseherin for Compound C which turned out to be the eventual cause of her undoing. There she had to oversee 20-30,000 Hungarian Jewesses, all held in protective custody. The huge influx of detainees created problems which were addressed with difficulty by the relatively young and inexperienced Grese. Most of the problems centered around the distribution of food. The overcrowding also led to sanitation problems, which Grese was scarcely capable of handling. The detainees themselves helped to create many of the problem situations, as at Belsen, where they urinated and defecated whenever and wherever the urge struck them. They also filled the latrines and compound with trash and filth, so much so that the latrines eventually ceased to function.
This would explain the pervasive stench around Auschwitz and another reason why it was referred to as ‘Anus Mundi’.

Source: http://k0nsl.org/blog/detox/a-german-girls-heroic-death/

I have highlighted, in red color, some of the more interesting nonsense in Isabella Rubinstein’s pompous letter to Ms. Grese.

Letter from ‘Schutzhaeftling No. 45554’

Frau Aufseherin Grese,

You are on trial and a Major Winwood is your defence counsel. I am one of your victims, by some stroke of luck, one of the few to survive, and I cannot understand why you, the “terror of Oswiecim,” should have been granted the protection of the law to that extent. You were responsible for the destruction of so many lives, that it is hardly possible that there can be any justification for your deeds, which brought sorrow and torture to so many thousands.

You will no doubt plead that you were under orders, bound to obey the SS formation of which you were a member. But there can be no excuse for the new tortures and forms of persecution which you evolved, no justification for the way in which you gave rein to your beastly sadism.

‘Justice’ Must Be Done

We still await the verdict. You may have to face a firing squad or you may be hanged by the neck until you are dead. Even so, your victims will not consider that justice has been done. Only if you are made to suffer as you made others suffer can it be said that justice will have been done.

We, your victims, do not want you to die. We would much rather that you live, as we had to, with billows of filthy black smoke from the chimneys of the crematoria.

We want to see you dragging heavy stones, barefoot and in rags. We want to see you beaten, cruelly and mercilessly, as you, cruel and without mercy, beat us. We want to watch you being jeered at, as you jeered and mocked us in our despair. We want you to go so hungry that you cannot sleep at night, as we could not. We want to see your blonde hair shaved off, as you made us shave our heads.

You, too, must be forced to look on while those who are dear to you are burned to death.

We want to see you, the “handsome girl,” degenerate into a “muselweib”, a bag of skin and bones, through hunger and exhaustion, like those of us who were jeered at and called by this name. You too should be turned over to the “Himmelskommando” who will show you, as they showed us, the “road to heaven” through the gas chambers. Let them push you alive into the furnace of the crematorium, as they did with so many of us.

All these things have been done to countless thousands of us, your victims. Only if they are done to you in your turn will justice have been done. You made us suffer the torments of hell. Now it is our turn to hate you and to cry out for revenge.

“Achtung, Frau Aufseher Grese kommt!” (Attenshun! Warder Grese’s coming). I shall never forget the terror that this command struck in our hearts. I shall remember you as you strutted through the camp in your SS uniform, that enormous dog by your side which you used to love to set on us “just for fun.” I shall always remember your gleaming and elegant jackboots, and the way you kicked us with them.

I was one of thousands. The number they gave me, No. 45554, is tattooed on my arm and will go with me to my grave. There I was, a dirty grey rag tied round my shaved head, wearing the trousers of a Red Army soldier who had been tortured to death, and a ragged shirt, bearing on it my number and a Shield of David.

As you came along, I stood stiffly to attention, though my feet could scarcely bear the weight of my body, emaciated though it was I wore wooden clogs, both for the left foot and far too big. I had to wind rags around my feet – and the rags were torn “tallesim,” the prayer shawls of my religion. The clogs tore at my feet, but the ragged “tallesim” tore at my heart. What did you care about all this? You walked through our lines like a tyrant, your hands gloved so as not to come into contact with us even when you whipped us. Did you never feel the burning hate that smouldered in the thousands of eyes fixed upon you?

By some good fortune I escaped the gas chambers and the “Himmelskommando.” I am alive and free. I look like an ordinary human being again. Even my hair has grown. I wear shoes that fit, socks of the same colour, clean linen and an ordinary frock, without stripes, without a number and without the Shield of David. But on my arm I still carry my prison number – 45554 – for no one and nothing can erase that. I am not ordered to go at the double. I am not guarded by a sentry. I am free to come and go as I will.

Sometimes I wake while it is still dark, thinking for a few brief seconds that I have to be on parade at 6 a.m. But, thanks be to God, those days have gone. I can speak to a man without being whipped to within an inch of my life. And… I again have a name, a first name and a surname. Once more I am “Isabella,” or “Miss Rubinstein.” Only the blue mark on my arm reminds me that I was once No. 45554.

One Example

You are in the dock, Warder (sic!) Grese, and evidence is being given for and against you. I could fill a book with the list of your crimes. Let me remind you of only one of them, not the worst of them, but typical. Do you remember a day in June 1943? It was at Camp Birkmann, Block 14. On one side of the square the Aryan women were lined up, and on the other, the Jewesses.

Behind us there was a bench where a few women were sitting, so broken in body and spirit that they could not stand on parade. As you passed, one of the poor wretched creatures made an involuntary gesture of fear.

You, Irma Grese, made out that she tried to kick you.

That she, poor victim of the Nazi terror, should have tried to kick you, the mistress of life and death for her, – what a cruel joke! Do you remember what you did to her? You pushed her into the middle of the square, though she could scarcely walk. You made her kneel on the flagstones, made her hold two heavy pieces of rock above her head, made her repeat incessantly “I kicked the Warder! I kicked the Warder!” I was so frightened that I couldn’t count how many strokes of your whip you gave her. Perhaps you remember.

Then your friend Ritter of the SS came along. He began to kick her in the face with his spurred jackboots, until the blood ran. Then you shouted, “Get up, you…” and let the woman go back to her cell.

Two weeks later she was dead.

Our Verdict

You have forgotten all these things. You plead mitigating circumstances as you stand on trial. The eyes of the world are fixed on Lueneburg, awaiting the verdict.

But your victims have already passed judgment on you.

We sentence you to live and suffer as we did, and never again to see the light of freedom.

Schutzhaeftling No. 45554 – (Now again called; Isabella Rubinstein)



German Shepherds Equipped with Poison Fangs

Fully Equipped German Shepherd Fully Equipped German Shepherd

Following in the trail of “Mr. K” (the Jewish man who told us about electrical masturbation devices in Auschwitz) I’ve been able to locate the tale of another interesting crime heaped upon the Germans — equipping German Shepherds with poison fangs for use in the alleged extermination of Jews, or merely for sports to torture Jews. One must use Jewish logic here and disregard medical science; the German shepherds must clearly have been immune to this poison and thus isolated to only target ethnic Jews, or religious Jews. How this is possible one doesn’t know, medical science must be disregarded. It is considered ‘callous’ to invoke the medical science canard according to Holocaust Enforcers and Holocaust Believers, see?

So I bring you “Mr. G”, he tells us this:

SS German Shepherd dogs, belonging to the commander of the SS-Obersturmführer Rosenbaum, was equipped with a special poison on their teeth; “Mr. G” and a Jewish-American watchmaker had to run [and] the dogs had to chase after to bite them. Afterwards they examined the wounds and their blood. A doctor ripped the flesh from their legs and examined it. Well, that’s enough says “Mr. G” and legs it and never looked back (except for money). All this was done in a spa town not far from Krakow.

Hitler with Blondi Hitler with Blondi

“Mr. G” says he developed cancer from the poison fangs that stung him. More than likely his one and only [alleged] injury in the foot was from having marched or walking for a longer period of time in bad shoes, in bad weather, and the cancer is more than likely just something which developed itself naturally or from his smoking, or whatever other habits the man had.

But we must believe his story about those German shepherds equipped with deadly poison fangs; it could be against the law not to. Therefore, as a security measure: before disbelieving his story it might be wise to call your local Police office and ask them whether or not it constitutes a crime to drop the belief in “Mr. G’s” tale. The Police always knows best, right?

Personally — if you ask this writer — I do not find his story to be the slightest credible. The tale would actually be quite funny had it not been for the fact that these people extort huge amounts of money with tales such as these.

And really, what does it tell us about the Jew; denigrating the Deutscher Schäferhund…? 

A Graphite Drawing by Adolf Hitler A Graphite Drawing by Adolf Hitler

Here is the replete tale of “Mr. G” in his own words:

“[In] 1940-1941 we were living in Krakow, Poland. The Nazis started to build the ghetto. My father finds a house in the province, in between Krakow and Zakopane. The village is called Rabka. This happened because we did not want to go to the ghetto. The SS and the Gestapo robbed all of our possessions from the villa we lived in. And they took us along. I, 20 years [old] at that time, resist, and as a result I was subjected to medical experiments.

What I am about to write you have not heard or read before, as follows: Me and a Jewish American (a watchmaker, passport from the USA) were subjected to medical experiments. SS German Shepherd dogs, belonging to the commander of the SS Obersturmfuehrer Rosenbaum, with a special poison on their teeth … we had to run [and] the dogs had to chase us. Afterwards they examined our wounds, the blood. A doctor … ripped the flesh of my legs and examined it. After some time I was able to escape. First to a peasant in a village—afterwards to friends of mine in Krakow. There my wounded legs started healing. As a result of this experiment (the dog bite and the poison) my whole left foot was ripped apart and during the course of the years I developed wounds and cancer. During August 1962 and November 1962 I was operated [on] in the cancer institute and was treated in Gliwice in Poland. …My good parents were shot in the summer of 1942 under the supervision of SS Obersturmfuehrer Rosenbaum and were buried in the mass grave in Rabka.”

Extraordinary, huh. Do not fret, there are loads of stories that over-shadows this one. One can rely on the Jews to tell a good story!

Since 1952, the German government has paid more than $70 billion for claimed suffering and alleged losses during the “Holocaust” because of Claims Conference “negotiations”.



  •  Claims Conference: Conference on Jewish Material Claims Against Germany (www.claimscon.org)

Electric Ejaculation via Machine at Auschwitz

Somebody called only “K” or “Mr. K” claims to have been persecuted at Auschwitz from 1942 all the way to 1945 (so he survived about three years in a ‘chemical death factory’ too — a feat in itself) and in that time “Mr. K” says he was probed with an iron rod in the rectum causing him to involuntarily ejaculate; an SS-Aufseherin quickly grabs two pieces of glass and holds it underneath his scrotum to collect the ‘sperm juices’ for research in their lab. However — fiendish and cunning being a trait applied to the Nazis — they worked out a considerably better method for collecting the sperm of Jews — a special machine with which the victim would be placed upon; then probes are fastened on both sides of the genitalia which would generate electrical waves, subsequently causing the victim to ejaculate his prized sperm.

Yes friends, believe it or else…

Auschwitz Ejeculation Device? Auschwitz Ejeculation Device?

The original entry / testimony by this “Mr. K” looks like this:

“As soon as I arrived in Auschwitz I was taken into a room and there I was undressed and made to kneel down … on my knees and my hands. The SS officer [who] was probably a doctor, dressed in white robe, shoved an iron stick, which had a handle on its end, right into my rectum. He then turned the stick and caused an involuntary ejaculation of sperm. A female SS officer [who] worked with the other officer held two pieces of glass underneath my genitals in order to collect a sample of my sperm for the lab. They then made me stand up on a special machine that gave electric waves to both sides of my genitals until again a sperm was ejaculated. After the liberation I was taken to Sanatorium Gauting next to Munich. There I was bedridden for almost a year starting with a weight of only 30 kilograms. During that year I was operated for serious medical problems.”

This lying perverted moron says:

a female SS officer [who] worked with the other officer held two pieces of glass underneath my genitals in order to collect a sample of my sperm for the lab.”

But there were no such thing in the SS as ‘female officers’ or anything of the kind. There existed only Aufseherinnen, helpers.

They should change the name of their fraud operation to ‘Con Claims’ or ‘Claim Cons’ considering that fraud is common in that organisation, see:


  • Claims Conference: Conference on Jewish Material Claims Against Germany (www.claimscon.org)


The Incoherence of Jeanne Levy

Greetings, my friends. 

Here comes a short update on my activities and later a testimony by Holocaust Survivor Jeanne Levy.

I’ve spent about two weeks only reading with minimal activity on the Internet – only doing the most essential tasks that must be done on a daily basis (it’s routine stuff). So this is one reason why I’ve been somewhat quiet lately; because I needed to study and re-read some of the books which I deem contain useful information. Whilst I’m still writing about books, I wish to make people aware that NOT GUILTY AT NUREMBERG by Carlos Porter [link] is available in a new edition crafted in 2012, a must have for any revisionist enthusiast! You can buy the book at CHP: http://k0nsl.org/2z

And no, I don’t get anything for this, I just think it’s a must have. The new edition also looks much nicer than the older:


However! Now I’m focusing my energy on reading dreary testimonies from self-proclaimed survivors of the Holocaust. These stories contain everything from biting into their arms with the intention to commit suicide and from hearing a murmur and thinking you’ll be ‘gassed’…most of these stories are textbook cases of Jewish paranoid-schizoid-masochistic character. One wonders how they can come up with these horror stories.

Where I live we’re now bombarded by all sorts of WWII documentaries and naturally the icing on the cake: Schindler’s List [link]. Almost for an entire week they’ve broadcasted all sorts of WWII documentaries for some reason. I liked the scenery in one of them, really nice colour scenes.

Back to the topic. As I said right now I’m focusing on reading up on all sorts of Holocaust survivor testimony, not because I lack science fiction and horror magazines, but because I think it is important to critically assess what they claim and comment on it — one mustn’t write an essay, merely a comment is enough to mark that you don’t buy into such apparent nonsense, I urge others to do this as well; if you need a blog for this just give me a shout and I’ll set it up for you, five minute job. If one really reads the stories they tell in a critical and investigative spirit they appear nonsensical and in many cases hysteric and hopelessly prone to exaggerate and make-up all sorts of illustrious details, and in the case of Jeanne Levy: completely incoherent drivel. I’ve probably never read anything so useless in my entire life – take note of her paranoid nature when she associates completely normal matters with being thrown into a ‘gas chamber’! Later on in this blog entry I say ‘What a god damned idiot’ but somehow I wish to use a much stronger language, but it would not be suitable seeing as I do not use such words very much (mostly when I hurt myself by accident): but in these cases one certainly wants to do it.

Confused Confused

Here comes the Testimony of Jeanne Levy:


I forgot to tell you about the first night. When we came there and into the block there
came a lot – that I have to tell of course – there came some girls from other barracks
and asked us to sell things. We had gotten also stockings and small pieces of material
to hold it. Did you ever try that? With every step, they fell down. And they came to
sell elastic bands for the stockings. For the women who had just…(?) and they had to
throw everything away and were still bleeding, so…..they had to throw everything
away, also when they were bleeding and their pants were already bloody, so they
needed pants. They did it even that they could pay it in two or three with bread. And
then they said, “With how many people did you come?” We didn’t know exactly, but
we said, “About a thousand.” And they said, “The rest is gassed.” So we didn’t believe
it and started to cry and so on. I and then some others also said, “But you don’t believe
that? Look at their faces. They enjoy it. They enjoy telling us stories to make
us….This is not true. It can’t be true.” And then we believed it, too, and we went to
Now already, more people had told us about the gas, but we still didn’t believe it. One
woman told me, “Look at this fire. That is the camp where they burn our children,” in
Yiddish. I said, “It is not. In a big camp you have to burn things. It’s already the big
fire that they made there.” And she said, “How long are you here?” I said, “Two
weeks.” I said, “And how long are you here?” She said, “Several years.” And when I
said “Two weeks” she took her shoulders up and didn’t answer anymore. But when
they brought us in this small barrack we were standing one onto the other, I smelled
something. I saw that it was true, we are gassed now. And then I hear in Russian…a
kind of murmur and a smell so I was sure we will be gassed. I thought: but don’t say
anything because others will get in panic. And then suddenly I saw on the end the
door was open, so it couldn’t be that we were gassed. What was the matter I found out
later. Near to us was a barrack where a dentist worked for the SS and what we had
heard was the murmur from the water that was running.


What a god damned idiot this hysteric Jewess is, what nonsense. Can you believe that it’s criminal to question her story in a whole array of countries? It is criminal, see: http://youtu.be/0KChl4YdxcU

By the way if somebody — like myself — didn’t get one thing of what she said in the first paragraph about the stockings and panties send me a comment below. Clearly a lot of these so-called ‘survivors’ should reside within the confines of a psychiatric hospital instead of poisoning the minds of millions with these completely retarded stories.

Aha, after thinking for a second more I guess she is talking about selling items, or something. I didn’t quite get the bloody pants bit and some other stuff.

One more thing — as a security measure — and because I hate how people spit that useless anti-Semite “Mother Word” without so much as a smidgen of foundation, an acquaintance  of mine pointed out to me an article titled NERVOUS DISEASES AMONGST JEWS in JewishEncyclopedia where it clearly justifies me when I say that most of these stories are textbook cases of Jewish paranoid-schizoid-masochistic nature [or character]. One can read this entry online:


I had actually encountered this entry years ago but couldn’t at the moment of writing this post find it. Luckily my acquaintance could point me into the right direction – thanks (you know who you are).

What do you think about Jeanne Levy? Tell me in a comment because I hope I’m not alone with these inclinations I’ve talked about earlier in my entry on this Levy woman and Holocaust survivors in general.

That’s all for now.


Could this be the Levy I’m referring to here?



For what it’s worth that woman is stone-cold ugly.


Regina Franks: A ‘Holocaust survivor’ Who Survived Everything

Regina Franks - ‘Holocaust survivor’ Who Survived it All Regina Franks - ‘Holocaust survivor’ Who Survived it All

I got to this stuff via Ken Watts’ “the daily mull” where he kept praising another self-styled ‘survivor’ named Irena Sendler. Well, I googled for more information and found a real beauty of a site called British Association of Social Workers.
From there on, I browsed some of their articles in the hunt for more ludicrous Holocaust testimony and wouldn’t you know it, right away I get to this Jewess by the name of Regina Franks! This gal apparently survived it all!

Let’s see some of the things this woman [miraculously] survived and experienced during the war, shall we:

  •  was useful because she knew three or four languages and was sent to a prison in Frankfurt because the Germans needed interpreters.
  •  tried to escape, but failed
  •  jailed as a ‘terrorist suspect’ (but wasn’t executed)
  •  moved to Auschwitz; the mother of all ‘Death Factories’
  •  was informed by guards that she would be ashes in two weeks (but wasn’t)
  •  was welcomed by bodies strung up at the gates of the women’s camp
  •  was desperate not to die silent, so she kept screaming at SS guards – but wasn’t shot
  •  put to work on a railway that would later lead ‘straight to the gas chambers’
  •  was inoculated against both typhus and tyhoid as a child, so those things wasn’t a concern for her
  •  contracted malaria, but avoided the ‘Death Laboratories’ because she was shielded by a Russian labour commando for whom she was working as an interpreter.
  •  became a runner delivering messages across the camp and thus learned which blocks were ‘marked for death’
  •  worked in the kitchen of Auschwitz
  •  survived Auschwitz after having spent several months there
  •  left Auschwitz together with the ‘monstrous SS killers’
  •  survived a ‘Death March’ with the SS to Mauthausen
  •  then she went on a journey to Bergen-Belsen
  •  survived the whole war, married a British GI, produced two rascals.

The text from which I gleaned these bits from says:

It seems incredible that she survived

You don’t say? 




Go west young man

In the book for which Elie Wiesel is most famous, namely Night, which is recommended reading in public schools across this country, Wiesel paints an horrendous picture of life in Auschwitz from April 1944 to January 1945 when he was there. Although many hundreds of thousands of Jews were supposedly gassed there during this time, Wiesel makes no mention of gassings or gas chambers anywhere in his book, as Jürgen Graf and Robert Faurisson have pointed out to us. He does however claim to have seen flames from the chimneys and Dr. Mengele wearing a monocle. Both claims are clearly lies.


When the Russians were about to overrun Auschwitz in January 1945, both Elie and his father “chose” to go west with the retreating ‘Nazis’ and SS rather than be “liberated” by America’s greatest ally. They could have told the whole world about Auschwitz within days–but, both Elie and his father as well as countless thousands of other Jews chose instead to trek west with the ‘Nazis’ on foot at night in the middle of one of the coldest winters and continue working for the defense of the Reich thereafter. In effect, they chose to collaborate.

Some of Wiesel’s exact words in Night are:


“The choice was in our hands. For once we could decide our fate for ourselves. We could both stay in the hospital, where I could, thanks to my doctor, get him [the father] entered as a patient or nurse. Or else we could follow the others. ‘Well, what shall we do, father?’ He was silent. ‘Let’s be evacuated with the others,’ I told him.”


Elie’s tale in this regard is corroborated by other “survivor” accounts including that of Primo Levi. In Levi’s book Survival in Auschwitz, we have his words for January 17th, 1945:


“It was not a question of reasoning: I would probably also have followed the instinct of the flock if I had not felt so weak: fear is supremely contagious, and its immediate reaction is to make one try to run away.”


But he’s talking here about running away with the ‘Nazis’–and not ‘Nazis’ who were mere rank and file party members but supposedly the worst of the worst. He’s talking here about running away with the same ‘Nazis’ and SS who had supposedly carried out the greatest imaginable mass murders of Jews and others in the entire history of the universe. He’s talking about running away with the people who supposedly did the actual killings of thousands daily for several years. But, according to his own words he would probably have gone with them nonetheless, except that he was not feeling good that day; he was feeling weak. The “fear” that he overcame was clearly fear of the Russians and not the ‘Nazis;’ there is no mention of fear of what the ‘Nazis’ and SS might do when the evacuees entered the forest or sometime later.

The choices that were made here in January 1945 are enormously important. In the entire history of Jewish suffering at the hands of gentiles what moment in time could possibly be more dramatic than this precious moment when Jews could choose between, on the one hand, liberation by the Soviets with the chance to tell the whole world about the evil ‘Nazis’ and to help bring about their defeat–and the other choice of going with the ‘Nazi’ mass murderers and to continue working for them and to help preserve their evil regime. In the vast majority of cases, they chose to go with the ‘Nazis’.

The momentous choice brings Shakespeare’s Hamlet to mind:


“To remain, or not to remain; that is the question: to remain and be liberated by Soviet troops and risk their slings and rifles in order to tell the whole world about the outrageous ‘Nazis’–or, take arms and feet against a sea of cold and darkness in order to collaborate with the very same outrageous ‘Nazis.’ Oh what heartache–ay there’s the rub! Thus conscience does make cowards of us all.”


So what was the final score–here a drum roll seems fitting in the background as Vanna White comes onto the stage with the sealed envelope and the answer to the great riddle. The envelope is torn open and the choice is–drum roll again–according to Levi himself 800 choose to remain in Auschwitz, but 20,000 choose to go and collaborate with the ‘Nazi’ mass murderers. Wow! Such a surprise–already!

We see the same deliberate pro-‘Nazi’ collaboration in the “survivors” from Schindler’s List. In their well-known story, as the Russians were about to overrun Płaszów just thirty miles down the road to the east from Auschwitz in November 1944, Schindler and more than a thousand Jews chose to go west with the retreating ‘Nazis’ rather than hang back and be “liberated” by the Soviets. Some even spent the next several weeks at Auschwitz–and none were gassed, not even in the movie. The hoax has certainly had its day. If there had been any kind of extermination of Jews at Auschwitz, all of the Jews in Cracow and Płaszów would have known about it as well, no question about it. All of the Jews who went west in effect also denied the Holocaust albeit only with their hands and feet. The Jews themselves were the first true Holocaust deniers, and it is about time they get all the credit they deserve.

The rather simple analysis of Holocaust survivor tales I have given here is an easy to understand refutation of the hoax in general. I urge all readers to reexamine “survivor accounts” for themselves but critically and systematically. The internet with search engines like Google allows anyone to analyze literally thousands of survivor accounts in seconds for major flaws of the type I have discussed. Just search for keywords like “evacuation” or combinations of words like “holocaust survivor Auschwitz.”

One last piece of literature for this discussion is the highly acclaimed book Sophie’s Choice by William Styron. What does Styron have to say about Sophie or any other Auschwitz survivor going west in January 1945? The book is a novel, but it is an historical novel by a great writer and intellect–or so we are told–and where we might find an explanation or insight for Elie’s kind of choice. But there is really nothing there. The important choice Sophie made in the book was between her two children; which one should be killed in the gas chamber and which one should live? Certainly, that would have been a heart-wrenching choice and worthy of a great novel–but as to the later choice to go west with the ‘Nazi’ mass murderers, even the murderers of one of those same precious children, there was nothing except for the following:


“The Russians were coming and the SS wanted the children destroyed. Most of them were Polish; the Jewish children were already dead. They thought of burning them alive in a pit, or shooting them, but they decided to do something that wouldn’t show too many marks and evidence. So in the freezing cold they marched the children down to the river and made them take off their clothes and soak them in the water as if they were washing them, and then made them put on these wet clothes again. Then they marched them back to the area in front of the barracks where they had been living and had a roll call. Standing in their wet clothes. The roll call lasted for many, many hours while the children stood wet and freezing and night came. All of the children died of being exposed that day. They died of exposure and pneumonia, very fast.”


If anything like that had actually happened, it would have been all the more reason to stay in Auschwitz and wait for the Soviets to arrive rather than go west with the ‘Nazis’ and the SS. I dare say there is not even the slightest corroboration for Styron’s tale of the freezing children–but his obscene tale is published and widely disseminated without any serious resistance at all–such is the state of literature in America today. Although Styron does not tell us, Sophie apparently chose to trek west with the Nazi murderers as well.

The fact is that hundreds of thousands of Jews chose to collaborate and help defend the Reich and Europe because they knew perfectly well, from their own experience over several years, that they would be treated well and given food, shelter, medical attention, protection and more (they were probably paid for their works as well) from the SS. Why else would they have possibly chosen to go west with the Nazis. Fear of communism or the Soviets? Many Jews were communists themselves. I dare say, every Jew knew the Soviet Union was their friend where Jews were protected and had risen to positions of influence and power out of all proportion to their numbers. And yet, they generally preferred to go west. Obviously, the Jews were either in deep denial, or the Holocaust story is a monstrous hoax just as revisionists claim.

The horrors in many camps at the end of the war were an indirect result of Allied bombing and strafing.

The SS were indeed the good guys and all of us owe them our eternal gratitude for keeping at least part of Europe free from communism–and that is what almost certainly gave the rest of the world a chance as well. The Jews must have understood that–but, of course, when the war was over they changed their tune completely: they were suddenly the greatest victims in the entire history of the world and, of course, deserved special consideration far above and beyond everyone else who suffered in the war. The truth is that six months earlier they were lining up by their own choice to stay with and work for the Nazis.

No doubt, Anne Frank and her father were among the Jews who preferred the company of alleged Nazi murderers rather than that of the Soviets. That is why she died in Bergen-Belsen, far to the west, rather than in Auschwitz. The good guys were the Nazis.


Author: Friedrich Paul Berg

Source: k0nsl-archives

Date: unknown

Edited by k0nsl.