Part 7: Barbara Schwarz reveals more shocking news!
BarbaraSchwarz
relax, there is an end of my life story in sight, I am not that old
yet.
This part of my life causes me still a lot of pain, that is why I did
not start right away with it. It is hard to think and write about it,
because it was so humiliating and painful. If you think that part is
hilarious fun, you will be greatly disappointed. This is a story of
Germany in 1984 Nazi Germany. It will show you that the German still
existing Nazi government treats Scientologists like me just like the
SS or the Taliban, and there is just nothing funny about it.
After criminal Scientology infiltrator Birgitta Dagnell (Bid
Harrington) kicked me out of FOLO EU in summer 1984, I got myself a
job in a Copenhagen hotel and lived in a room in a private house. I
was saving money, because I wanted to return to the USA to see Mark C.
Rathbun (de Rothschild)to confirm if my perceptions as to that he was
framed by the German government are true and if the arbitrary action
by Birgitta to kick me out of the Sea Org had something to do with it
that I should be not found within Scientology orgs to prevent my
testimony for Marty.
One day, Rosemarie Bretschneider showed up in Copenhagen. She came
with an elderly man named Beneken from Essen a town in Germany. She
demanded from me to get in the car with them and return to Germany to
live in Rosemarie's home. I refused. I was a legal adult, I had a job,
I had a home, and I don't crawl in the car of a strange man, who had
on top so watery eyes all the time that I doubted if he can see the
traffic signs. Ms. Bretschneider was her usual way of nutty. She had a
German niacine drug in her hand, because an Anti-Scientologist had
told her that I am a "niacine-addict" and I will be in need of a dose
when she sees me. (For those that don't know it, niacine is a vitamin,
nobody gets addicted to it.) I kicked her out of my room, threw the
niacine drug after her, because I really felt insulted by that odd
couple and their nonsense. As Beneken is an old man, he did not have
the strenght to kidnap me and stuff me in his car, so they left after
a while.
Only a few days later, it was early September 1984, I got another
visit. Two Danish policemen knocked at my door. They told me I am
urgently needed as witness in Germany and I shall come with them, they
would accompany me to the border. Of course I was extremly suspicious
that I walk in a trap, but I had a good conscience, I never did
anything against the law and I thought that if I don't go at all, I
probably never find out if there is a case against Marty and if he
needs my testimony. I asked the Danish cops for details, but they told
me they have none whatsoever. All they know is that German authorities
ordered them to find me to testify on German soil. One cop asked me to
pack all my belongings, which was quite strange. I told him, that I
travel light, because I plan to return to Copenhagen right after I
testified. (I lost all my property in Danmark, I never saw anything of
my belongings ever again.)
We arrived at the German border in city Lubeck, when German policemen
suddenly took me in custody. They told me that I am arrested. I was
outraged, because I did not even know why. This is how still
Nazi-Germany handles their extradition cases, they lie and cheat to
get hold of a person to avoid the written laws. However, I believe
that Danmark agrees to such criminal "extradition-methods". The Danish
policemen knew exactly that the Germans had planned with me and that
they lied deliberately to me, so that I would go with them. They knew
that no formal extradition request would have succeeded, because the
Germans had no charges against me.
I asked the German police to name the charges to me. The Lubeck
policemen told me they would not know them. I asked to call a lawyer.
The policemen told me I am not allowed to contact any attorney. I got
very angry and called them Nazis, which they indeed were. I continued
to demand an attorney. I have a hot temper and it got even hotter
after all my rights were denied to me. I banged with the fists and
feets against the iron door of my cell much of the night. Finally, one
policeman handed me a phone, but I was not allowed to call anybody, I
was just allowed to listen. Guess, who was at the phone? Super-Nazi
Munich District Attorney Keltsch! I complained about the illegal and
unconstitutional treatment, that I would not even know what the
charges are and that I am not allowed to contact any lawyer. He also
did not tell me the charges, he told me only that I am not allowed to
talk to an attorney. He said: "The only person you are allowed to talk
to is Rosemarie Bretschneider, your mother!"
For those, that don't know it, Rosemarie Bretschneider is no lawyer,
but German laws say as clearly as the U.S. laws that you are entitled
to talk to an attorney once you are arrested and that you are entitled
right away to know why you were arrested. But what is written in
Germany is a completely different thing as to what is being done. The
reason why Keltsch did not tell me the charges against me, is because
he had not yet had time to fabricate them. He did not knew them
either.
Several hours later I was brought before a judge in Lubeck, who did
not even look like a judge but more like a clown in a blue metallic
looking jacket. I asked the judge to allow me to call an attorney to
be present during the hearing. He denied the request. He said I can
contact the attorney after the hearing. They had finally come up with
the charge against me. The corrupt judge told me that I am arrested
because I intimidated some years ago a man with name Karbe, a former
German governmental official, at the phone. This man had planned an
international event against minority religions that was pro
deprogramming. (That is kidnapping and depersonalization, folks, and
crimes against international human rights.) I indeed had told Karbe to
cancel the event (that was chaired by Veronica Carsten, another Nazi
and wife of a German ex-President)in the name of human rights, and if
he would go forward with it, I would protest it and write about him
and his intentions. This was the "crime", people! I told that Karbe my
opinion, and he was afraid that I might write the truth about him, so
he claimed that I broke the law and not he. (Needless to say that I
was acquitted later on any charges relating to this case.) Karbe was
never intimidated by me. He went right through with the Nazi-event,
that showed the world what disgusting Nazis the Germans still are
trying to get people to resign from their religions, just because the
Germans did not like those religions. Scientologists were not even
allowed to attent. We had to wait outside in the cold, while other
people walked right in. Karbe had only one witness, a woman with name
Barbel Gudelius, who told later in the trial that she did not hear a
thing. And isn't it ironically that it was me that was kidnapped not
much later and that I was held against my will in a "deprogramming"
session in which I was hurt and abused? This event made many Germans,
including Rosemarie Bretschneider think, that it is alright to kidnap
Scientologists.
See also part 8 of this story. If you think forgeoing was bad, it is
getting much worse.
Barbara Schwarz, Nov. 30, 2002