> Unfortunately, the horrors of WWII continued well after May 8, 1945.

> http://www.seanbryson.com/articles/eisenhower.html

> This is more than true, if you read the book "OTHER LOSSES" by
> Bacque!

> It seems that those who were involved in this gencoide after the war,
> tried hard to suppress news about their crimes, and many of the
> victims died, fearing harm to their families if they told the truth.

> Now, with more and more survivors willing to testify, including some
> of the US military involved, the truth is being substantiated!

> Now that more and more German survivors of the post-war genocide by
> the US and allies are no longer afraid to testify, perhaps they too
> will start demanding reparations for their torture, as did the filthy
> ZHIDS for the holohoax?

> Rumour is that ZYD photographers used the pictures of dead and dying
> Germans
> in the Eisenhower death camps, as footage for their claims regarding ZYD
> concentration camps, for reparations!!

>>On Tue, 14 Dec 2004 08:44:49 -0700, Ernst Zundholtz
>><ErnstZundho...@veritas.net> wrote:
>>>What an idiot.
>>>The poster stated that he was told about the incident AFTER the war,
>>>not that it happened after the war.

>>>On 14 Dec 2004 01:33:31 GMT, COL. RSJ <exterminato...@alltel.net>
>>>wrote:
>>>>On Mon, 13 Dec 2004 17:59:16 GMT, "Kurt Knoll" <menach...@monarch.net>
>>>>wrote:

>>>>>I knew an older German living her that was in Ike' camp about 35 years
>>>>>ago he told me the stories how he watched as they collected the death
>>>>>every morning. He said also only the strongest once did get extra food
>>>>>rationing to carry away the death. At one time the did stack up the
>>>>>death into a pile and a film grew form from America took pictures of
>>>>>it.
>>>>>He also said he has seen this film clip here in Canada latter on where
>>>>>it was portrayed as a sceene from the concentration camps.

>>>>So then, this all happened back in 1969.  I could have sworn that WW2
>>>>was long over by then.

>>>>>Kurt Knoll
>>>>>Kitimat B.C. Canada

>>>>>"Ernst Zundholtz" <ErnstZundho...@veritas.net> wrote in message
>>>>>news:1102955538.674ea702dd61a9f1ccb0b3a7dde7eba0@teranews...
>>>>>> On 13 Dec 2004 01:34:52 -0800, "Schorsch" <bartel...@yahoo.com>
>>>>>> wrote:
>>>>>> >Kenneth McVay OBC wrote:
>>>>>> >> In article
>>>>>> >> <1102789129.632939.294...@c13g2000cwb.googlegroups.com>,
>>>>>> >> Schorsch <bartel...@yahoo.com> wrote:
>>>>>> >> >Allied Plans for the Annihilation of the German People
>>>>>> >> >Measures for the Devastation of the Heart of Europe

>>>>>> >> Was there some point you wished to make?

>>>>>> >Was there one you wished to make?

>>>>>> Perhaps the Scheissedreck Shabbasgoy McVay wanted to further repost
>>>>>> the following article...

>>>>>> Subject: Es Stimmt-Ike's Death Camps for Germans!!

>>>>>> Mamzer Kenneth McVay,SOBC, the well-known fag and mamser in Canada,
>>>>>> Fag McVay of Vancouver, convicted of child molesting
>>>>>> and car theft in California and Oregon, and still
>>>>>> unemployed  gas pump boy, mastermind of the
>>>>>> Canadian branch of NAMBLA, and now finally dying as a
>>>>>> diseased AIDS-spreader,wants all to know about all
>>>>>> his fellow ZHID criminals and perverts.
>>>>>> Here is the latest.......

>>>>>> From: cms...@excite.com (Carlos cmsahe)
>>>>>> Newsgroups: alt.revisionism,soc.culture.palestine,soc.culture.europe
>>>>>> Subject: "Ike"'s Death camps
>>>>>> Date: 18 Feb 2002 07:43:47 -0800

>>>>>> A U.S. PRISON GUARD AT ONE OF "IKE'S DEATH CAMPS"

>>>>>> By Martin Brech

>>>>>> FORTY-FIVE years ago, I witnessed an atrocity: the deliberate
>>>>>> starvation of German POWs by our own army. History, written by the
>>>>>> victors, suppressed all news of this atrocity until James Bacque, a
>>>>>> Canadian author, published his brilliant expose, OTHER LOSSES. This
>>>>>> book is a best seller in Canada, a sensation in Europe, yet is
>>>>>> virtually unavailable (censored?) in the U.S. Our major booksellers
>>>>>> told me their distributors are not handling it. When I prevailed upon
>>>>>> a small, independent bookstore to order direct from Canada, the
>>>>>> publisher told them they would be the only store in New York State to
>>>>>> carry the book. This in 'the land of the free'?"

>>>>>> Fortunately, Pat Buchanan called attention to OTHER LOSSES in his
>>>>>> January 10, 1990 column. He wrote:

>>>>>> "Conclusion: the U.S. Army killed ten times as many Germans in POW
>>>>>> camps as we did on battlefields from Normandy to V.E. day. (German
>>>>>> POWs) had their rations cut below survival level until they were
>>>>>> dying
>>>>>> at rates up to 30% of exposure, starvation and neglect... Red Cross
>>>>>> food trains were turned back and U.S. food shipments sat on the
>>>>>> docks...One French officer said the U.S. camps reminded him of Dachau
>>>>>> and Buchenwald...The book blames Eisenhower. 'The German is a beast,'
>>>>>> Ike had written...But that was not how the Canadians and British
>>>>>> felt,
>>>>>> who treated their prisoners justly...It was not the view of General
>>>>>> Mark Clark, nor of Patton...Ignoring the book is not enough."
>>>>>> Pat Buchanan's courageous column inspired me to help end the cover-up
>>>>>> of the atrocity I had witnessed. I wrote letters to several
>>>>>> newspapers
>>>>>> which were, of necessity, short and incomplete. Now I would like to
>>>>>> finally free more of my painful memories, hoping to be heard, so that
>>>>>> this will help us to acknowledge our share in the "banality of evil",
>>>>>> cleansing ourselves with the truth. Perhaps we as a nation may then
>>>>>> put this behind us with some integrity and with some hope for
>>>>>> redemption.

>>>>>> In October 1944, at age eighteen, I was drafted into the army while a
>>>>>> student at the NYS College of Forestry. Largely due to the "Battle of
>>>>>> the Bulge", my training was cut short, my furlough cut in half, and I
>>>>>> was then immediately sent overseas. Upon arrival in Le Havre, France,
>>>>>> we were quickly loaded into boxcars and shipped to the front. By the
>>>>>> time we reached it, I had developed mononucleosis severely enough to
>>>>>> be sent to a hospital in Belgium.

>>>>>> By the time I left the hospital, the unit I had trained with in
>>>>>> Spartenburg, South Carolina was so deeply into Germany that I warn
>>>>>> placed in a "repo depo" (a replacement depot) despite my protests. I
>>>>>> then lost interest in which units I was assigned to because
>>>>>> non-combat
>>>>>> units were generally not respected. My separation qualification
>>>>>> record
>>>>>> states that I served mostly with the 14th Infantry Regiment, during
>>>>>> which time I guarded prisoners of war and served as an interpreter.
>>>>>> During my seventeen month stay in Germany, I was transferred to other
>>>>>> outfits also.

>>>>>> In late March or early April 1945, I was assigned to help guard a POW
>>>>>> camp near Andernach along the Rhine. I had four years of high school
>>>>>> German, so I was able to talk to the prisoners, although this was
>>>>>> forbidden.

>>>>>> Gradually, however, I was used as an interpreter and asked to ferret
>>>>>> out the S.S. (I found none.)

>>>>>> In Andernach, between 50,000 and 65,000 prisoners, ranging in age
>>>>>> from
>>>>>> very young teens to very old men, were crowded together in an open
>>>>>> field surrounded by barbed wire. The women were kept in a separate
>>>>>> enclosure which I did not see until later. The men I guarded had no
>>>>>> tents or other shelter, no blankets and many had no coats. Inadequate
>>>>>> numbers of slit trenches were provided for excrement, and so the men
>>>>>> lived and slept in the mud and increasing filth during a cold, wet
>>>>>> spring. Their misery from exposure alone was evident.

>>>>>> It was even more shocking to see them eating grass, sometimes
>>>>>> throwing
>>>>>> it into a tin can containing a thin soup. They told me they did this
>>>>>> hoping to ease their hunger pains. Soon their emaciation was evident.

>>>>>> Dysentery raged and, too weak and crowded to reach the slit trenches,
>>>>>> they were increasingly sleeping in excrement. I saw no sign of
>>>>>> provision for water, so the thin soup was their food and water for
>>>>>> the
>>>>>> day. Some days there was bread, less than a slice each. Other days
>>>>>> there was nothing.

>>>>>> The sight of so many men desperate for food and water, sickening and
>>>>>> dying before our eyes, is indescribable. Even now, I can only think
>>>>>> of
>>>>>> it momentarily.

>>>>>> We had ample food and supplies that could have been shared more
>>>>>> humanely, and we could have offered some medical assistance, but did
>>>>>> nothing. Only the dead were quickly and efficiently taken care of:
>>>>>> hauled away to mass graves.

>>>>>> My outrage reached the point that I protested to my officers, but I
>>>>>> was met with hostility or bland indifference. When pressed, they
>>>>>> explained they were under strict orders from "higher up". No officer
>>>>>> would dare to systematically do this to over 50,000 prisoners if he
>>>>>> felt he was violating general policy and subject to court martial.
>>>>>> The
>>>>>> term "war criminal" was just beginning to come into fashion.

>>>>>> Realizing my protests were useless, I asked a friend working in the
>>>>>> kitchen if he could slip me some extra food for the prisoners. He too
>>>>>> repeated that they were under strict orders to severely ration the
>>>>>> prisoners' food, and that these orders came from "higher up". But he
>>>>>> said they had more food than they knew what to do with and would
>>>>>> sneak
>>>>>> me some.

>>>>>> When I threw this food over the barbed wires to the prisoners I was
>>>>>> caught and threatened with imprisonment. I repeated the "offense",
>>>>>> and
>>>>>> one officer threatened to shoot me. I naturally assumed this was a
>>>>>> bluff, but I began to have some doubts after I encountered a captain
>>>>>> on a hill above the Rhine shooting down at a group of German civilian
>>>>>> women with his .45 caliber pistol. When I asked, "Why?" he mumbled,
>>>>>> "Target practice," and fired until his pistol was empty. I saw the
>>>>>> women running for cover, but, at that distance, couldn't tell if any
>>>>>> had been hit.

>>>>>> This is when I more fully realized I was dealing with some
>>>>>> cold-blooded killers filled with moralistic hatred. They considered
>>>>>> the Germans sub-human and worthy of extermination; another expression
>>>>>> of the downward spiral of racism. Articles in the G.I. newspaper,
>>>>>> Stars & Stripes, played up the Nazi concentration camps, complete
>>>>>> with
>>>>>> photographs of emaciated bodies; this amplified our self-righteous
>>>>>> cruelty and made it easier to imitate behavior we were supposed to
>>>>>> oppose. Also, I think, soldiers not exposed to combat were trying to
>>>>>> prove how tough they were by taking it out on the prisoners and
>>>>>> civilians. At least, many combat soldiers told me later they would
>>>>>> not
>>>>>> have tolerated this, for they combined hatred with respect for a
>>>>>> courageous enemy.

>>>>>> The prisoners I spoke to were mostly simple farmers and workingmen,
>>>>>> as
>>>>>> ignorant, albeit nationalistic, as many of our own troops. I heard
>>>>>> many versions of "my country, right or wrong, my country," which we
>>>>>> still hear in our own country today.

>>>>>> As time went on, many of them lapsed into a Zombie-like state of
>>>>>> listlessness. Others, maddened by thirst, tried to escape in a
>>>>>> desperate or suicidal fashion, running through open fields in broad
>>>>>> daylight towards the Rhine to quench their thirst. They were mowed
>>>>>> down.

>>>>>> Some prisoners were extremely eager for cigarettes, saying they took
>>>>>> the edge off their hunger. Accordingly, some enterprising G.I.
>>>>>> "Yankee
>>>>>> traders" were acquiring hordes of wrist watches and rings in exchange
>>>>>> for handfuls of cigarettes or less. When I began throwing cartons of
>>>>>> cigar-ettes to the prisoners to ruin this trade, I found myself
>>>>>> threatened by rank-and-file G.I.s also. At least this taught me an
>>>>>> indelible lesson: how wrong majorities and authorities can be.

>>>>>> A bright spot in this gloomy picture came, oddly enough, one night
>>>>>> when I was put on the "graveyard shift", from two to four A.M.
>>>>>> Actually, there was a graveyard on the uphill side of this enclosure,
>>>>>> not many yards away. My superiors had forgotten to give me a
>>>>>> flashlight and I hadn't bothered to ask, being disgusted with the
>>>>>> whole situation by that time. It was a fairly bright night and I soon
>>>>>> became aware of a prisoner crawling under the wires to the graveyard.
>>>>>> We were supposed to shoot escapees on sight, so I started to get up
>>>>>> to
>>>>>> warn him to get back. Suddenly I noticed another prisoner crawling
>>>>>> from the graveyard back to the enclosure. They were risking their
>>>>>> lives to get to the graveyard for something; I had to investigate.

>>>>>> When I entered the gloom of this shrubby, tree-shaded cemetery, I
>>>>>> never felt more vulnerable, but somehow curiosity kept me going.
>>>>>> Despite my caution, I tripped over the legs of someone in a prone
>>>>>> position. Whipping my rifle around while stumbling and trying to
>>>>>> regain composure of mind and body, I soon was relieved I hadn't
>>>>>> reflexively fired. The figure sat up, moving erratically. Gradually I
>>>>>> could see the beautiful but terror-stricken face of a woman with a
>>>>>> picnic basket nearby. German civilians were not allowed to feed, nor
>>>>>> even come near, the prisoners, so I quickly assured her I approved of
>>>>>> what she was doing, not to be afraid, and that I would leave the
>>>>>> graveyard to get out of the way, telling no one.

>>>>>> I left the graveyard as quickly as possible and sat down, leaning
>>>>>> against a tree at the edge CF the cemetary to be inconspicuous and
>>>>>> not
>>>>>> frighten the prisoners. I imagined then, and often since, what it
>>>>>> would be like to be a prisoner under those conditions and meet a
>>>>>> beautiful woman with a picnic basket. I never saw her again, but I
>>>>>> have never forgotten her face.

>>>>>> While I watched, more prisoners crawled to and from the enclosure. I
>>>>>> saw they were dragging food back to their comrades and could only
>>>>>> admire their courage and devotion. As I walked back to my quarters at
>>>>>> the end of my shift, a nightingale and I were singing -- both felt a
>>>>>> touch of spring.

>>>>>> (I originally did not intend to reveal the following incident, for it
>>>>>> moves into a realm termed "mystical". However, for me, it was an
>>>>>> extremely significant experience, changing my life, providing a light
>>>>>> no darkness can extinguish. It must be told, hoping it will foster
>>>>>> understanding.)

>>>>>> On May 8, V.E. day, I decided to celebrate with some prisoners I was
>>>>>> guarding who were baking bread, meager amounts of which the other
>>>>>> prisoners occasionally received. This group had all the bread they
>>>>>> could eat, and shared the jovial mood generated by the end of the
>>>>>> war.
>>>>>> We all thought we would be going home soon, a pathetic hope on their
>>>>>> part. We were in what was to become the French zone, and I later
>>>>>> witnessed the brutality of the French soldiers when we transferred
>>>>>> our
>>>>>> prisoners to them for their slave labor camps (see below).

>>>>>> However, on this day we were happy.

>>>>>> After chatting with them about the potentials of peace for the rest
>>>>>> of
>>>>>> our lives, I decided to risk a gesture of trust that objectively
>>>>>> would
>>>>>> seem foolish. I emptied my rifle and stood it in the corner. They
>>>>>> tested me further by asking to play with it, and I agreed.
>>>>>> Intuitively
>>>>>> I felt I could rely on their sense of honor not to attack me, for
>>>>>> they
>>>>>> knew they too were being tested. This thoroughly 'broke the ice', and
>>>>>> soon we were singing songs we taught each other or I had learned in
>>>>>> high school German ("Du, du, liegst mir im Herzen"). Out of
>>>>>> gratitude,
>>>>>> they secretly baked a small sweet bread and insisted I take it,
>>>>>> explaining it was the only possible gift they had left to offer.
>>>>>> Expressing my gratitude with a lump in my throat, I put it in my
>>>>>> tight
>>>>>> "Eisenhower jacket" so I could sneak it back to my barracks. I later
>>>>>> found an opportunity to eat it outside.

>>>>>> Never had bread tasted more delicious, nor conveyed to me a deeper
>>>>>> sense of communion while eating it. A wonderful feeling pervaded me,
>>>>>> gently opening me to an intimation of the Oneness of all Being.
>>>>>> Through those prisoners I sensed the ~cosmic presence of what has
>>>>>> been
>>>>>> called the Christ, Buddha-nature, or, perhaps most aptly, the
>>>>>> Ineffable: cosmically present, but hidden and apparently separate,
>>>>>> until revealed in the wholeness of the giving of the self. Even
>>>>>> within
>>>>>> the horror humans had created, I was taught a path to redemption may
>>>>>> open by taking a first, tentative step in the direction of love,
>>>>>> understanding and forgiveness. This above all the prisoners taught
>>>>>> me:
>>>>>> not only are we all potentially humane humans, there is divinity
>>>>>> within us waiting for us to dissolve the defensive shield of ego. I
>>>>>> was pleased to discover later the words of Matthew 25:34-46,
>>>>>> expressing the potential within prisoners and all who are at our
>>>>>> mercy.

>>>>>> Shortly after this experience I was plunged into even greater horror.
>>>>>> Some of our weak and sickly prisoners were being marched off by
>>>>>> French
>>>>>> soldiers to their camp. The truck we were on first passed another
>>>>>> truck picking up bodies along the side of the road, and then came up
>>>>>> behind a slowly moving column of men. Temporarily we slowed down and
>>>>>> remained behind, perhaps because the driver was as shocked as I was.
>>>>>> The French soldiers were apparently incensed at the poor condition of
>>>>>> our prisoners, not only for labor but for marching to another camp.
>>>>>> Whenever a prisoner staggered or dropped back, the French clubbed him
>>>>>> to death and then dragged him to the side of the road. For many, this
>>>>>> quick death might have been preferable to their prolonged suffering.
>>>>>> Even gas would have been more merciful than our murder by neglect in
>>>>>> our slow 'killing fields'.

>>>>>> When I saw the German women held in a separate enclosure, I asked why
>>>>>> we were keeping them. I was told they were "camp followers", selected
>>>>>> as breeding stock for the S.S. to create a super-race. We provided
>>>>>> them with tents but they were extremely hungry. I spoke to some and
>>>>>> must say they were still spirited and attractive. However, I believe
>>>>>> I
>>>>>> was objective enough when I told all concerned that I didn't think
>>>>>> they deserved our treatment.

>>>>>> As an interpreter, I was able to prevent some particularly
>>>>>> unfortunate
>>>>>> arrests. One somewhat amusing incident occurred during a pre-dawn
>>>>>> raid
>>>>>> we conducted on a town to discover Nazis or arms. An old farmer was
>>>>>> being dragged away by some soldiers. I was told he had a "fancy Nazi
>>>>>> medal", which they showed to me. Fortunately, I had a chart
>>>>>> identifying such medals. He had been awarded it for having five or
>>>>>> more children! Perhaps his wife was somewhat relieved to get him "off
>>>>>> her back", but I didn't think one of our 'death camps' was a fair
>>>>>> punishment for his contribution to Germany. The soldiers agreed and
>>>>>> released him to continue his "dirty work".

>>>>>> Famine was spreading amongst German civilians also. It was a common
>>>>>> sight to see German women up to their elbows in our garbage cans
>>>>>> looking for something edible -- that is, when they weren't chased
>>>>>> away.

>>>>>> When I interviewed mayors of small towns and villages, I was told
>>>>>> their supply of food had been taken away by "displaced persons"
>>>>>> (foreigners who had worked in Germany), who packed the food on trucks
>>>>>> and drove away. When I reported this, the response was a shrug or an
>>>>>> expression of helplessness.

>>>>>> Although the Red Cross coffee and doughnut stands were available
>>>>>> everywhere for us, I never saw any Red Cross in the prison camps or
>>>>>> helping the civilians. While my girlfriend had all the "contraband"
>>>>>> doughnuts she could eat, most Germans had to share their meager
>>>>>> hidden
>>>>>> stores and wait until the next harvest.

>>>>>> This hunger undoubtedly made many German women more "available", but,
>>>>>> despite this, rape was incredibly prevalent and often accompanied by
>>>>>> additional violence. I particularly remember a charming eighteen year
>>>>>> old girl who had several unsuccessful suitors and was "just friends"
>>>>>> with me, who had the side of her face smashed with a rifle butt and
>>>>>> was then raped by two G.I.s. The casual shooting of German civilians
>>>>>> also continued, usually by drunken soldiers who would tell of this as
>>>>>> something amusing. All too many G.I.s gave the impression they were
>>>>>> 1ike animals released from cages, free to do what they liked because
>>>>>> they were dealing with yet a lower species of animal, a reverse
>>>>>> racism, inflamed by our propaganda. However, even the French
>>>>>> complained to me that our rape and drunken destructive behavior in
>>>>>> their country was excessive. When we had arrived in Le Havre, we had
>>>>>> been given booklets instructing us that the Germans had maintained a
>>>>>> high standard of behavior with French civilians who were peaceful,
>>>>>> and
>>>>>> that we should do the same. In this we failed miserably.

>>>>>> So what? we might still say. The enemies' atrocities were worse than
>>>>>> ours. Certainly my experiences were only of the last phases of the
>>>>>> war, when we were already clearly the victors. The Nazi opportunity
>>>>>> for atrocities had faded and ours was unleashed. But we might have
>>>>>> learned the simple lesson that two wrongs do not make a right.
>>>>>> Perhaps
>>>>>> we might even have broken the cycle of vengeful retaliation and
>>>>>> unbridled hatred, fed by racism, that has plagued human history and
>>>>>> blighted human potential all to long. Instead, we committed our own
>>>>>> atrocities and now are clinging to a cover-up. That is why I am
>>>>>> speaking out now, forty-five years after the crime. We can never
>>>>>> prevent individual war crimes, but we can, if enough of us speak out,
>>>>>> influence government policy. We can reject government propaganda that
>>>>>> depicts our enemies as subhuman and encourages the kinds of outrages
>>>>>> I
>>>>>> witnessed. We can protest the bombing of civilian targets, which
>>>>>> still
>>>>>> goes on today. (I will never forget the sickly sweet smell of rotting
>>>>>> human flesh rising from the shattered remains of the cities and towns
>>>>>> I entered.) And we can refuse ever to condone our government' s
>>>>>> murder
>>>>>> of unarmed and defeated prisoners of war.

>>>>>> I realized it's difficult to admit witnessing a crime of this
>>>>>> magnitude, especially if implicated oneself. Even G.I .s sympathetic
>>>>>> to the victims told me they were afraid to oppose so massive a policy
>>>>>> that would surely seek to cover its tracks. I never heard this
>>>>>> directly from an officer, but it was the belief of the rank-and-file
>>>>>> G.I.s I spoke to that we were not to "talk" because, first, no one
>>>>>> would believe us, and second, we would surely get into trouble. They
>>>>>> all insisted it was better not to talk, and slowly I too realized it
>>>>>> would be futile and dangerous. That is, until now, thanks to James
>>>>>> Bacque and Pat Buchanan. This is not to say the danger has passed.
>>>>>> Since I "spoke out" recently, my mailbox has been smashed and I have
>>>>>> received threatening phone calls. But I believe it is worth the risk.
>>>>>> Writing about these atrocities has been a catharsis of feelings
>>>>>> suppressed too long, a liberation, and perhaps will remind other
>>>>>> witnesses and citizens -that "the truth shall make us free, have no
>>>>>> fear." And, in any case, "the truth shall out".

>>>>>> We may even learn a supreme lesson from all this: Hate is
>>>>>> self-destructive; only love can conquer and evolve all as One.

>>>>>> Martin Brech
>>>>>> (Adjunct Professor,
>>>>>> Philosophy & Religion,
>>>>>> Mercy College;
>>>>>> Ex-G.I., Finally Free)
>>>>>> Martin Brech, 187 Archer Road, Mahopac, NY 10541, Tel.: 914-628-6301

>>>>>> James Bacque: Did the Allies starve millions of Germans?

> If you believe in the TRUTH and the RIGHT,
> then visit  www.freedomsite.org

> Lawyers, politicians, and judges need to be recycled - as fertiliser!!

> "At a time of universal deceit - telling the truth
> is a revolutionary act."
> (George Orwell)

> David Icke - '...and the truth shall set you free'

> "All truth passes through three stages.
> First, it is ridiculed, second it is violently opposed,
> and third, it is accepted as self-evident."
> (Arthur Schopenhauer)

> "The reason men are silenced is not because they speak falsely,
> but because they speak the truth. This is because if men speak
> falsehoods, their own words can be used against them; while if
> they speak truly, there is nothing which can be used
> against them -- except force." -- John Bryant

> "To attempt to silence a man is to pay him homage, for it is an
> acknowledgement that his arguments are both impossible to answer
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> together with

> Boris Dynin <bo...@sonic.net> = NAMBLA executive &
> Henry<herm...@mindspring.com> who like
> late night discussions, even from Stormfront,
> Christian Identity, Pamyat, Aryan Nations, etc.
> I am together with McVay, regional managers for NAMBLA.
> We like young children, so that we can train them our way.

> CALL late nights to discuss: (408) 773-0984
> Email me: bo...@movil.com , bo...@sonic.net or even
> VISIT me at:
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> Ken McVay invites callers,and visitors,to his homosexuals escorts
> office: VISIT at:
> #5 - 1601 - Bowen Road, Nanaimo, B.C., Canada, or my home at:
> Apt. 3108 - 995 Bowen Road, Nanaimo, B.C., Canada
> or call: 1-250-616-9431

> As everyone can see McVay takes it as a compliment when he is
> called a "confessed child-molester" and the additional material
> should give an indication as to the why.

> "I am weary of seeing the issue of "child porn" blown out of
> proportion (I've been on and around the Net since 1988, and have
> yet to come across anything I'd consider "child porn." I've
> seen photos of naked children, but then I've got some of those in
> my family photo album, and fail to see the harm, or any great
> moral danger to our society)." - Nizkor Director Ken McVay
> http://www.spectacle.org/695/mcvay.html [Many paedophiles
> also have family albums with naked children photos in them.]

> Look at Ken McVay's photo and ask yourselves; "Does he not look like
> a disheveled unkempt pervert or someone who would molest your child
> even if he or she were not naked"?
> http://www.protocol.gov.bc.ca/protocol/prgs/obc/1995/1995_KMcVay.jpg

> For detailed and documented evidence of McVay's questionable
> background and details of convictions, please refer to Dr.David Michael's
> detailed expose on McVay. McVay is a distraught paranoid molseter, and is
> known for claiming that anyone who refutes his lies must be a grosvenor!!
> It is also suspected that McVay fabricates responses using aliases, just
> to justify his existence to his ZHID masters.

> Since I am a female, I also like to receive many calls, to discuss
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> Email  me, Shiksa Susan Cohen at: Flav...@verizon.net, especially late
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> As a service to the public, this article is posted worldwide by a
> victim of the molester pervert Ken McVay, with the assistance
> of a group interested in detailing the depredations of the ZHIDS.
> May Ken McVay and his like,rot in gehenna.

> In memory of William Grosvenor who courageously posted the TRUTH
> for many years around the world.

> On Sun, 14 May 2006 21:56:15 +1000, "Ben Cramer"
> <[remove]bencram...@gmail.com> wrote:
>>"kilgore" <jom...@viagra.net> wrote in message
>>news:xKE9g.4818$Sh3.2770@trnddc05...
>>>  George wrote:
>>>> "Ben Cramer" <[remove]bencram...@gmail.com> wrote in message
>>>> news:e4422j$ij6$1@otis.netspace.net.au...
>>>>> http://www.cyberussr.com/hcunn/for/us-germany-pow.html

>>>> They got over it, Ben.  Digging up the past as you do only makes you a
>>>> bitter man.  But then, I doubt if there is a cure for you in that
>>>> respect.

>>>> George
>>> I lost a daughter  in 95. I will never get over it. Im sure the close
>>> relatives of these people as well as the thousands of German children
>>> who
>>> were starved to death in Denmark will be remembered for quite some time.
>>> The present political climate in Germany is run by people who answer to
>>> Washington and Israel.When the Jews say JUMP, the Krauts say Wie hoch?

>>Sad, but very true.

>>> "All truth passes through three stages.
>>> First, it is ridiculed,
>>>  second it is violently opposed,  &
>>>   third, it is accepted as self-evident."

>>> - Arthur Schopenhauer, Philosopher, 1788-1860