Part 9: Barbara Schwarz reveals more shocking news!
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come in the situation where psychiatrists put their bloody dirty hands
on you, please take my advise and don't crack a joke. Psychiatrists
don't have a sense of humor and use the joke right against you to
declare you insane.
Anyway, the Bavarian policement dropped me off in the reception area
of an office. I had no clue what office I was in. The prisoner
transport car had no windows. The police did not stop in front of the
building, but I had to enter a through a backdoor. The psychiatrists
("psychs") apparently defined that nobody told me where they brought
me as a mental illness of mine. Come on, folks, if somebody wraps a
bag around your head, dumps you in a car and drives you in a wild
chase 30 Minutes through town, enters a building thorough its
underground parking lot, you also would not know where you are.
However, I found out pretty fast where they had brought me by
listening to the talk of the other people in that reception area. I
was in a mental institution in the Munich district of Haar! I was
outraged, because the German still active Nazis knew exactly that
there was nothing mentally wrong with me. I was just fine in Danmark,
had a home, had a job. If I really would have been crazy then from the
kidnapping from Danmark by German authorities and their abuse since
then.
I asked the psychs and the nurses of the closed ward to permit me to
call an attorney. I told them that I am denied to talk to an attorney
since several days, since I was arrested. I informed them how I was
abused and how my rights were denied by the German authorities. They
gave a damn. I was not allowed to call any attorney and esp. not
permitted to talk to any Scientologist.
The Haar psychs tried to put me to work, folding x-mas papers to bags.
I was so insulted. There I was: A bright adult and they tried to
humiliate me to a level of a pre-schooler. I refused the work and
continued to read and write. I also became very much so the target of
hostile patients, but no psych or nurse was around when I needed help
me. I tell you a bit later what kind of people are in those mental
health institutions. If you think they are mainly people that are
crazy, you are in for a surprise. The hospital was filthy, and it was
difficult to find any sleep at night. Many of the women had criminal
cases pending against them and they calculated that being in a mental
hospital instead of a prison would be easier. They were under
observation if they are crazy or not. They deliberately acted nuts to
make the psychs to write to the courts that they are too mentally sick
to be incarcerated. That is one reason why they kept others, including
me awake at night, playing the act of crazy people. As soon as they
felt nobody was paying attention, they were just as normal as the
people outside. But they sure fooled the psychs and the courts.
I was at least three weeks in there, when a judge with name Schaefer
came to see me. I was not handicapt or bedridden, I could have
appeared in a court for a formal hearing, but he sneaked in the mental
health institution so that nobody will see how normal Barbara Schwarz
is and that she never should have been committed. Judge Schaefer had
the typical perverted grin on his face as the average Bavarian
childmolester. I complained to him about I was kidnapped from Danmark,
how I was abused and mishandled, that the Lubeck judge did not grant
me support of any attorney and that so many weeks passed and I still
was not allowed to talk to any attorney. Judge Schaefer did not say a
word, just continued to grin dirty. One again I had a official hearing
before a judge and no attorney was allowed to represent me. He left
and issued an order that I need a guardian, because I woman that
complains about German abuses and claims that Germans are still Nazis,
can't be allowed to be her own legal person. That could bring the
lovely Germans one day in troubles.
The order that he issued said that I need a guardian, that I can't
refuse medication or treatment administered to me, that I am not
allowed to leave the country and that I am not capable to care for my
own financial affairs.
It was no news for me that psychiatrists use medication and treatment
to ruin people and their health and this is what they planned and
later did to me. I knew they did not want me to leave the country ,
because they framed Marty Rathbun (Mark de Rothschild) under my name
and tried to prevent my testimony for him by all means, but what was
surprising to me was that they declared me incapable handling my own
finances, because I had none! I was poor. I was for many years staff
in Scientology orgs, we did not earn much. We were on staff because we
saw it like a brotherhood instead of a company. I got more suspicious.
I thought that the Germans know more about my finances than I do. They
must know that somewhere money is waiting for me and they want to have
it.
I never saw the "expertise" that the Haar psychs wrote about me. They
never cared to hand me a copy and I also know why: It must be full of
lies about me. As they denied such fundamental rights as the
representation of an attorney to me, I did not bother to even talk to
them and open up to them. Psychiatrists are cracks anyway. Would you
kiss the feets of a director of a concentration camp who denied your
rights so outrageously? Not me. I told the Haar psychs and their
helpers to take a hike and leave me alone.
I was at least three weeks in Haar when I was transferred to the
mental health hospital of the University of Munich. I was not told
why. If you think it got saner now, you are wrong. The real butchery
started in this place. Read about it in installment 10 of this series.
Be warned, if you have a weak heart, better don't read it! That mine
is still beating is pure accidential.
Barbara Schwarz, December 2, 2002
Röd Sill
> Anyway, the Bavarian policement dropped me off in the reception area
> of an office.
You probably had it coming. This is not shocking news.
--
Röd Sill, ARSCC (wdne) Marcab Liaison Officer
"I am Schwarz of Borg; prepare to be encrapulated! Reason is irrelevant!"