However, one day, attorney Willhelm Bluemel came by. He told me he
would represent me and he has researched the abduction from Danmark
and the abuse since then. I told him that I don't want him to
represent me, because he has no true and good intentions towards him.
Needless to say that Bluemel left upset and started a rumour on his
own that I would be insane. It is not difficult to say if somebody has
withholds and is lying to you. It's written all over the faces of such
people. They can't look you in the eyes, the color of their faces
change often, they sweat, they are nervous, they have a bad
conscience, they make contradictory remarks. I knew that Bluemel had
information on the case that was filed behind my back and without my
consent against Mark C. Rathbun (de Rothschild). I felt clearly that
Bluemel fed very much so in the interest of the corrupt German
government with wrongful information about me so that I can't testify
for Marty. It's called obstruction of justice. Of course I was in the
need of a good attorney, esp. after the Germans treated me like a
rightless slave and Jew, but I thought if I accept Bluemel as my
attorney, Marty might have to think that the wrong information that
Bluemel submitted to him could be true.
It was anyhow too late. I would have needed an attorney back in Lubeck
during the first Nazi-hearing in that series. Everybody knows, once
you lost the first instance, there is a long wait till you get another
chance to represent your case during appeal hearings.
Scientologists were still denied to visit me, but Anti-Scientologists
came by, those people that criminally infiltrated the Scientology orgs
and never were Scientologists and claimed later how bad Scientology
is. They came in cheerful with lots of flowers. I kicked them out,
because the last I wanted to hear from anybody is what a bad man L.
Ron Hubbard is and how lucky I am that the German government took care
of me and how great psychiatric treatment is. For the records, folks,
L. Ron Hubbard was not only 100 percent right about psychiatrists, he
was 1000 percent right. Psychs held me for approximately eight months
incarcerated in their inhumane facilities. I saw with my very own eyes
what insane lawless monsters they are.
Christian people came by, trying to make me join their religion,
telling me that Jesus loves everyone. Jesus does not love Nazis and
inhumane psychs people. Psychs and Nazis would declare Jesus insane.
Jesus would be locked up in a mental health ward and compulsory
medicated, which is just another form of cruzifiction.
A policeman in civil came by telling me he would investigate any
wrongdoing since my "etradition" from Copenhagen. However, he was not
interested to investigate anything. He just was curious about me and
wanted to have a look at me as so many other people. He never mailed
me a copy of this report as to his investigation. I am sure he just
covered everything criminal that was committed against me right up.
Outside, people lined up to be my guardian. Rosemarie Bretschneider
wanted the job badly. She told me she had contacted the East German
government, the communists, and that they are willing to take me as
their citizen, which would mean that I can't have any contact to
Scientology behind the iron curtain. People, just think about that, if
I really would have been crazy, how come the East German government
wanted to have me? Don't you think they have enough own insane people?
One who wanted to be my guardian was Ingo Heinemann from the Stuttgart
ABI and from a Scientology persecution organization. I believe the
name of this organization was "Aktion fuer geistige and psychische
Freiheit", in city Bonn. This guy had quite some nerve applying for
the job. He bombarded Scientology and me personally the years before
with one unqualified penal complaint after the other. All those penal
complaints were just filed to harass and dismissed later. I also bet
that Heinemann is one who supported the the German Nazi case to frame
Marty Rathbun (de Rothschild) and Scientology, that was filed behind
without my consent and knowledge in 1984.
The race was won by a young Munich attorney with last name Bistritzki.
He told me that he is my guardian now, but that he thinks that the
courts can't uphold declaring me incapacitated. My own guardian was
telling me that he thinks I am just fine and can care for my own
affairs, but he did nothing to file any actions to the court to
declare that I don't need a guardian. He just enjoyed being my
guardian and stayed it, till I many months later was able to squash
the decree. He was so sure that I don't need a guardian that he never
gave me any advice and he never came back to the mental ward. I never
saw him again.
Rosemarie Bretschneider came by almost any day. One day she showed up
with a German hypnotizer named Scharl. He was surprised when he saw
me, because Rosemarie Bretschneider had described me to him being sort
of unconscious. What he found was an altert woman that was angry that
her rights were conspiratively denied in Germany. Rosemarie
Bretschneider wanted him to hypnotize me right there, right now. I
told them to get the hell away from me. After they left, psych
Kapfhammer came by and asked me who that man was. I was not talking to
Kapfhammer usually, but this time I enjoyed telling him that Scharl is
a hypnotizer, his competition. Kapfhammer did not like his competition
at all, because he considered it as his right to mess me up and not of
that of another psych.
It was also Kapfhammer who told me that he thinks that Rosemarie
Bretschneider should be institutionalized, but as he is a criminal
psych, he kept me locked up and let Ms. Bretschneider go. She often
layed herself almost on top of me and forced my hands together to
Lutheran prayers to get the "Scientology-devil" out of me. She is
creepy. In times before, when I lived at her home, she used to nail
crosses and bible citations on the walls of my room, as this one:
"Nobody steals her out of my hand!" I suspected her often that she
thinks she is God and that was her hand, that she meant. I took the
crosses and the citiations down, because who wants to live in a cell
of a crazed monk that junped out of the novel "The name of the Rose"?
She nailed everything right back on my walls.
In sequel 12 you will read who of the Scientologists tried to help me,
who were the traitors and how I managed to get out of the institution.
You will read that I was legally incapacitated, still had a guardian,
but was permitted to fight my cases in court as pro se and won all of
them surprisingly!
Barbara Schwarz, December 2, 2002