Part 14: Barbara Schwarz reveals shocking news!
BarbaraSchwarz
my sequel number 12, esp. the last paragraph. Correct sentence is:
"Keltsch came after me and told me that he is very disappointed in the
judge, because he had agreed with the judge prior to the trial that I
should be punished with something, anything at all, but something."
Sometimes a typo slips in my postings, because I indeed use a noisy
public library to post or e-mail. (But please folks don't come down
here to stare at me or try to make contact. So many people do this
already and it is a pain in the neck and it gets worse by the week.)
Rob Clark, aka PTSC got his info that I post from a public library
from a German secret service that fanatically watch every step of
mine. (Isn't that right, Robs, you little American traitor?) They are
also in charge of his missing manners. I strongly suspect that he eats
his dinner not at the table but underneath it.
The reason why I post from a library is economical. My 2nd hand
computer broke badly down and as people are obsessed with kidnapping
me, I am used to lose my property. Why should I invest in expensive
electronical equipment when I have to run from private or governmental
kidnappers sooner or later again and leave everything behind? It has
some disadvantages to write in a public library, e.g. lots of people,
lots of noise, it's not really clean and the computers shut down after
a half an hour, or an hour and there is often no time to read and
correct the postings or mail, also because the next patron wants your
chair, so sometimes typos slip in.
Anyway, let me continue with my story: I make a big jump from fall of
1989, when I received certified mail from the Munich office of the
psychiatrist with the glass eye, indicating that they want to commit
me once again, because they heard that still I claim that the Germans
are bad to the bone. As I already wrote before, there is no freedom of
speech in Germany. If you dare to speak your mind, they come and get
you! After all I have suffered, can anybody blame me that I fled much
further than Danmark.
In October 1989 I headed to California. I checked in Los Angeles and
Sacramento governmental offices and courts to find any trace of the
case that the Germans filed under my name without my knowledge and
consent against Scientology and Marty Rathbun (de Rothschild), but any
information hereto was concealed before me and that conspiratively.
I settled not in California but in Utah. I moved in a little hotelroom
and got myself a job as waitress in an Indian restaurant. The owners
of this restaurants were from the religion Sikh. I am not going into
any details as to my adventures with those people, because it would
fill another book, I jump right forward when one of the Sikh men came
to my room with a surprise. Guess what the surprise was? Had a lot to
do with glue. It was Rosemarie Bretschneider saying she wants to live
with me!
As first I wanted to get rid of her right away, but when she told me
that she in meantime is convinced that the German government is really
out to get me and that I would be better off in the United States, I
did let her stay.
Back in Germany in summer 1989, I had filed a penal complaint against
primitive Scientology infiltrator Gunther Wessels, who defrauded me.
He stole almost 4000 German Marks from me, but I had to make the
experience that the Munich district attorneys, just want to prosecute
innocent and good Scientologists and not the criminal infiltrators, so
they did nothing to investigate criminal Wessels. I also complained to
the Office of the Scientology International Justice Chief, but as
Scientology Int is same infiltrated as the Munich org or any other org
by criminal non-Scientologists, they did not correct Wessels.
Same time my Munich bank started to defraud me. They arbitrarily did
not record the deposits that I made to my own account and in addition
bluntly stole money from my account. This ourtageous fraud was
committed by the Norris-Bank, which belonged to one of the richest, if
not the richest woman of Germany, Quelle mail order business owner Ms.
Schickedanz.
In both cases I had the paperwork to prove very detailed the fraud and
provided the Munich district attorneys Emmrich and Keltsch and with
the evidence. But as they are still Nazis they did nothing to file
charges against the criminals. (By the way, district attorney Keltsch
was once in charge to prosecute Neo-Nazis in Germany to "prevent their
growth". Does it surprise anybody that under his watch the Neo-Nazis
boomed? He let them deliberately grow.)
However, Rosemarie Bretschneider told me that they (whoever that is in
detail) researched my claims and found that my claims about the fraud
of Wessels and the bank are correct. She finally got the cognition
that German government is not protecting any of my rights just is
eager to deny all my rights. She told me that she brought my paperwork
to others, including professionals not working for the German
government, that suggested that my case would qualify to be presented
to the United Nations. The idea of the professionals were to make the
United Nations force Germany to grant my rights and end the
persecution, so that I can live in Germany in peace. In my eyes,
however, that is all senseless, because even if the UN would issue
such papers, the Germans would always find a away around it, just as
Saddam Hussein does it. And I don't want to live in this creepy
Germany anyhow.
Let me also clear up right here that Rosemarie Bretschneider is not my
biological mother, but she thinks she is, because the Germans
mindcontrolled her into that, after they kidnapped me as child from
the United States, out of Ron's home, (yes, L. Ron Hubbard, that is)
to give me to Ms. Bretschneider, because they knew she would be the
most fanatical Anti-Scientology mother Germany could provide.
Rosemarie has two pictures of two different babies in her photo album.
She claimed I would be both of those girls, but everybody with
non-hypnotized eyes can see that those are two very different
children. One is very pretty, the other one is not very pretty. Guess,
which one is me? Rosemarie's real baby had a medical condition. In
Germany they call it the "Basedowsche" Illness. That baby has eyes as
big as golfballs. This is Rosemarie's biological child and she had it
together with her WOG, the oriental gentleman Mohammed Kermantschi. I
am absolutely certain that he knew that I was kidnapped from the USA
and that I was exchanged with his child. I also know that Ron did all
he could to get me back to the United States, but that the German
still Nazi government started to organize a campaign against him,
destroyed is reputation and denied to him access to Germany to get me
back to him where I belonged. The biggest mistake that the Germans
made was to kidnap me in the first place. They should have known that
I have a similar sharp mind as Ron has and I can figure it all out,
which I did.
Read more in sequel number 15.
Barbara Schwarz, December 4, 2002