"And I beheld, and heard the voice of one eagle flying through the midst of heaven,
saying with a loud voice: Woe, woe, woe to the inhabitants of the earth....
[Apocalypse (Revelation) 8:13]

Thursday, June 30, 2016

Holocaust Hoaxer: ‘Lied to Enhance the Truth’

Holocaust Hoaxer: ‘Lied to Enhance the Truth’

The New Observer

A shocking insight into the duplicitous minds of Jewish holocaust hoaxers has been provided with the confession by a prominent “survivor” that he made up Auschwitz lies “in order to enhance the truth.”
Joseph Hirt, who has spent the last 15 years touring schools and educational institutions all over the US East Coast, was exposed as a liar last month by a local schoolteacher.

Hirt claimed he had been sent to Auschwitz and was given prisoner number tattoo I94517, but “spared the gas chamber because he identified himself as a nurse and was pressed into service by a doctor who was himself a camp inmate.”
He also said he came “face to face with the so-called Angel of Death, Dr. Josef Mengele, while at Auschwitz,” that he had escaped from that camp, and had also attended the Olympics in 1936 in Berlin with his father where he saw Adolf Hitler refuse to shake hands with American Olympian Jesse Owens.
After all of these claims were exposed as ridiculous lies, Hirt then went into hiding, but has now issued a formal apology via his local newspaper, Lancaster Online in Pennsylvania.
However, what makes his apology so shocking is that it is not just a “sorry” for lying to tens of thousands of people over the past 15 years, but is instead a justification for the lies, saying they were necessary because so many other people say the holocaust was a lie and is exaggerated.
“I am writing today to apologize publicly for harm caused to anyone because of my inserting myself into the descriptions of life in Auschwitz,” Hirt wrote.
“I was not a prisoner there. I did not intend to lessen or overshadow the events which truly happened there by falsely claiming to have been personally involved,” he said.
“Both young listeners and adults responded to my presentations with feeling and often with a desire to share in the task of never forgetting and bearing witness. It wasn’t about me.
“I was wrong in using an untruth (my presence) in an attempt to enhance the important truth of the suffering and death of so many—not only Jewish people, but also others held in disdain by the Nazi movement.
“I was wrong. I ask forgiveness. I used poor judgment and faulty reasoning, risking a sullying of the truth I was trying to share.”
He went on to say that “Information about concentration camp behavior exists because of the sharing of details by a relatively small number of inmates who managed to survive. Soon Holocaust memories will be held entirely by those who were not there!”
He then also tried to explain why he had a fake prisoner number tattooed on his forearm. The number actually belonged to Primo Levi, another famous “survivor” who later committed suicide.
Incredibly, Hirt denied that he had tattooed the number on his arm in order to pretend to be a survivor:
“To commemorate his life and as a constant reminder to myself of his [Levi’s] influence on my thinking, I had his camp number tattooed on my left forearm—in no way an attempt to take on his identity, but in an effort to incorporate his symbol as a way of remembering him and mourning his loss.”
Hirt then went on to say that he had started with his lies after visiting Auschwitz and finding it a “clean and polished tourist destination.”
Furthermore, he said, “visitors commented quite openly that stories circulating about Nazi cruelty, persecution, and death were ‘propaganda.’ Laughter and joking accompanied denial.”
It was this “flagrant denial and ignorance of the truth” which “made me determined to keep the memories alive,” Hirt said.
Thus the logic: make up lies, because too many people are questioning the holocaust story, so lies upon lies have to be generated to “keep the memory alive.”

Nordhausen - Epitome of the Big Lie 

Did the Holocaust Really Happen? 


How a Mass Delusion Became the Truth

Screaming babies flung into fire pits,
magic rings leaping off fingers,
geysers of blood spouting from Jewish graves:
these are some of the tall stories we are told to believe.
Holocaust artist David Olère, L’Oeil du Témoin (The Eyes of a Witness)
“The lie of the Nazi gas chambers will go down one day in history as one of the most fabulous impostures of all time.” — Revisionist historian Robert Faurisson

One of the “Holocaust survivors” interviewed last year in London by Matthew Tucker, 85-year-old Lily Ebert (pictured here), claims to have received 1000 letters from British schoolchildren telling her how deeply moved they were by listening to her gruesome Holocaust stories. Lily is one of many such Jews who are ferried round British schools, all expenses paid and with a generous lecture fee. This, added to their state pensions and their Holocaust reparations payments from Germany, help to boost their total incomes to more than respectable levels.
Jewish pensioners, like the plump and prosperous-looking Lily, are incomparably better off than ordinary British taxpayers on the breadline who have to rely on their meager state pensions to make ends meet. In America, big bucks can be made by Holocaust survivors who manage to get on the lecture circuit. According to Norman Finkelstein, Elie Wiesel charges $25,000 a lecture and demands a chauffeur-driven limo.
Sitting in her London home with interviewer Matthew Tucker, Lily doesn’t seem too keen to answer awkward questions relating to times and dates—questions that might possibly catch her out in little lies, inconsistencies and exaggerations. Tucker writes: “Lily rejects a traditional style of interview, preferring to tell her story her way. “The truth is, I know what I want to say,” she tells me. “I don’t need questions.”
That’s interesting. Lily prepares her Holocaust script in advance in order to prevent embarrassing slip-ups. It wouldn’t do, after all, if some curious child should ask her innocently, “Where is Auschwitz, Mrs Ebert? Is it in Germany or Poland?” and if Lily should answer: “I’m not sure. I’ll have to check. I think it’s, um, in Germany.”
No, that wouldn’t do at all!
Here is Tucker describing Lily’s adventures in war-torn Europe:
After travelling for five days, the train arrived at its destination: Auschwitz-Birkenau concentration camp. Ordered off the train, Lily and her family were lined up in rows. A German soldier “with shiny boots and a stick in his hand” sent people either to the left or the right with one movement of his hand. “Old people, mothers with babies, were sent to the left. Young people who they saw could still work, they were sent to the right.”
The soldier making the selection was the notorious Dr Josef Mengele, a Nazi in Auschwitz who performed medical experiments on prisoners and is known to have carried out many atrocities. (See picture below)
Lily’s mother, younger brother, and sister were sent to the left, while Lily and two of her sisters went to the right. Those on the left were taken straight to the gas chambers. “Mothers with babies, young boys and girls, walked to their deaths. But they didn’t know it.”
Lily and her two sisters soon came to realise the reality at Auschwitz: “We saw nearby a chimney. From the chimney fire came out, and this terrible smell.
“We asked people who were already there, what sort of factory is it? They told us, ‘That is not a factory, they are burning your relatives.’ … And you know what we told them? ‘You are mad.’ We wouldn’t believe that. But very quick, we found out that this was true.”  (See here)
Evil Nazi Dr Mengele carries out fiendish experiment on sexy Jewess
The painting is by David Olère (1902-1985), inmate # 106,144 at Auschwitz. The representation is meant to be taken literally as something Mr Olère had seen with his own eyes, given that the “ghostly witnessing face in the background” is a portrait of the imaginative Jewish artist himself. 
According to Stephen Spielberg, there are 300,000 Holocaust survivors worldwide, many of them earning lucrative incomes on the lecture circuit and parroting bizarre horror fiction stories of amputations and other atrocities at Auschwitz and elsewhere.
The London Evening Standard has been honest enough to add:  “Considerable dividends accrue from this specious victimhood—in particular immunity to criticism, however justified. Those enjoying this immunity have not escaped the moral corruptions that typically attend it.” (Quoted here)
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Here is Holocaust survivor Josef Perl (pictured) whose experiences bear a striking resemblance to those of Elie Wiesel. Like Wiesel, Josef is constantly being shunted around from death camp to death camp, with Jews all round him being slaughtered like flies, while he himself, miraculously, somehow manages to survive:
“For the rest of the war, he [Josef] was moved between concentration camps – Auschwitz, Dachau, Bergen-Belsen, Gross-Rosen, Balkenhain, Hirschberg, Buchenwald – finding ways to survive.
For two years he moved from one Jewish ghetto to another. In one, he was rounded up with the other inhabitants and taken to a field to be killed. As he waited to be shot, he saw his mother and four of his eight sisters. Before he could cry out, they were shot.
As it was coming to Josef’s turn – he was “around seven rows away” from his turn to be shot – an air-raid siren rang out, and the crowd scattered.
Josef had escaped again.”
The resemblance to a passage in Elie Wiesel’s Holocaust memoir, Night, is uncanny. Here is Wiesel striking exactly the same mournful and miraculous note:
“In Buchenwald, 10,000 people a day were sent to their deaths. I was always among the last hundred before the door. Then they stopped. Why?” (See here)
Wiesel’s miraculous escapes are almost comical, couched in the heated, melodramatic style of a pulp fiction thriller. Here he finds himself, with his father, being led to the flaming ditches of Auschwitz where Jewish children and adults were allegedly burned alive. Both father and son escape a fiery death in a manner most miraculous:
“Our column had only 15 steps left to go. I bit my lips, so that my father would not hear my teeth gnashing.
LD: Is this plausible? Does a child being frog-marched into a fiery pit bite his lips because his father might otherwise hear his teeth rattling and get a bit upset? It is too ridiculous for words. As is Wiesel’s lurid and pulp-fiction prose.  
Another 10 steps. Eight, seven. We marched together, as if behind the hearse at our own funeral. Only four steps to go. Three steps. It was now quite close, the ditch with its flames. I gathered all my remaining strength in order to jump out of line and throw myself against the barbed wire. Deep in my heart, I took my farewell from my father, from the whole world, and involuntarily formed words, which took the form of a murmur on my lips: Yitgadal veyitkadah chme rabah… His name be exalted and sanctified.
My heart was nearly bursting. It was almost the moment. I stood before the face of the Death Angel. Two steps away from the ditch, they ordered us to turn around, and we were told to go into a barracks.” (See here)
We now know that this entire passage is fictitious and that no Jews were ever burned in fire pits. Here is another purple passage of baby burning in pits of fire that is also a total fabrication:
“Not far from us, flames were leaping from a ditch, gigantic flames. They were burning something. A lorry drew up at the pit and delivered its load—little children. Babies! Yes, I saw it—saw it with my own eyes…those children in the flames. Is it surprising that I could not sleep after that? Sleep has fled from my eyes.”
It is to entirely imaginary incidents like these that Elie Wiesel’s infamous epigram obviously applies — “Some events do take place but are not true. Other are [true], although they never occurred.”
Robert Faurisson points out that, unfortunately for Wiesel, time has shown him to be a barefaced liar:
Here Wiesel the false witness had some bad luck. Forced to choose from among several Allied war propaganda lies, he chose to defend the fire lie instead of the boiling water, gassing, or electrocution lies. In 1956, when he published his testimony in Yiddish, the fire lie was still alive in certain circles. This lie is the origin of the term ‘Holocaust’.
Today there is no longer a single historian who believes that Jews were burned alive. The myths of the boiling water and of electrocution have also disappeared. Only the gas remains.
The gassing lie was spread by the Americans. The lie that Jews were killed by boiling water or steam, specifically at Treblinka, was spread by the Poles. The electrocution lie was spread by the Soviets. (See here)
David Olère, SS Trooper Throwing Live Children Into Furnace
The painting shows in grisly detail an event that never took place except in the fertile Jewish imagination: Jewish babies being  unloaded from the back of trucks and being burned alive in bonfires by evil Nazis. This was at Birkenhau camp, immortalized by the mendacious Wiesel in his Holocaust memoir Night, for which he won the Nobel Prize in 1986. Wiesel tells us that on his very first day in the camp he witnessed two burning pits, one for adults and one for children, in which Jews were being burned alive:
“Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp …. Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent sky.”
One notices, in the account above, the slow evolution of the Holocaust lie. The different liars, all accomplices in the same scam, are not quite sure in the beginning how they should go about arranging the extermination of 6 million Jews. They are asking themselves: “Should we say the Jews were burned alive, or shot, or electrocuted, or steamed to death, or disposed off in gas chambers? What’s the best way we can make the public believe that our lies are the truth?” In Elie Wiesel’s original Yiddish version of Night, the Jews were killed by being burned alive in fire pits. Then it was steam, then it was boiling water, then it was electrocution. Finally, the Americans decided it would have to be gas chambers.
This was the only way to convince a skeptical public that six million bodies had completely disappeared into thin air. No need to dig up six million corpses to prove your point.  Just let the wind blow away the ashes—and the evidence.
“The ashes of millions of victims,” Professor Arthur Butz notes tersely, “have never been found. Surely any thoughtful person must be skeptical.”
As Faurisson moreover explains in an extended  footnote (# 2) to the above essay, A Prominent False Witness: Elie Wieselnowhere in Wiesel’s original Hebrew version of Night do the words “gas chamber” occur. When the Hebrew version of Night was translated later into German, French and English, a mendacious mistranslation was deliberately sneaked into the text: the word “crematory” was falsely given as “gas chamber” on 14 occasions.
Cremating Jews at Auschwitz, David Olère
(A feat now shown to be false and also physically impossible).
Faurisson notes: “To kill a crowd of people in a room with hydrocyanic acid [Zyklon B] is dangerous but not impossible; but, to enter the room afterwards, even with a gas mask, amid a host of cyanide-infused corpses and then proceed to extricate and carry them, in the course of a few hours, so as to make way for a new gassing of the same proportion, is in the domain of the impossible.”
Here is a picture of the famous “gas chamber” fraudulently shown to millions of tourists at Auschwitz for the last 70 years:
This room had in fact been an air-raid shelter and had never gassed a single Jew. The authorities at Auschwitz have since admitted that they lied to the public for decades, probably cowed by the state of Israel and international Jewry into maintaining this imposture. To this very day, tour guides and teachers regularly inform relays of gullible schoolchildren, “This is the gas chamber in which thousands of Jews were killed every day!”
Faurisson adds caustically: “The door opens inwardly, which constitutes an absurdity since the corpses strewn about on the floor inside would have prevented it from opening.”
Any Holocaust revisionist who dares to mention this blatant example of fraudulence runs the risk today of being thrown into prison in 17 countries: Austria, Belgium, Canada, the Czech Republic, France, Germany, Hungary, Israel, Liechtenstein, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Netherlands, Poland, Portugal, Slovakia, Switzerland and Romania. Italy will  soon be the 18th country to join the club.
Voltaire was right to warn us against these hidden slitherers in the corridors of power.
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Apart from the anomalies mentioned above, there were other demonstrable falsifications in the text of Elie Wiesel’s Night when it appeared in translation. One of the most egregious examples was Wiesel’s candid confession in the Hebrew version of Night that after the liberation of Buchenwald the Jewish inmates of the camp went into Weimar as a group with the specific intention of stealing clothes and potatoes and raping German girls (“un tsu fargvaldikn daytshe shekses.”)
The translators thought this was too much and decided to sanitize the passage.
There is now no mention of Jews going into Weimar on a rape spree. Both the word “Jews” and the word “German” are dropped, and, in Stella Rodway’s now prettified English translation, it all becomes harmless fun: “On the following morning, some of the young men went to Weimar to get some potatoes and clothes—and to sleep with girls.”
The Jewish thugs have suddenly morphed into nice “young men”. These thugs now go into Weimar to “get” potatoes, not to “steal” them. And, finally, they hope to “sleep with girls”—a bit of hilarious fornication, you understand—instead of “raping” them.
To summarize the situation in Faurisson’s own words:
“Elie Wiesel passes for one of the most celebrated eyewitnesses to the alleged Holocaust. Yet in his supposedly autobiographical book Night, he makes no mention of gas chambers. He claims instead to have witnessed Jews being burned alive, a story now dismissed by all historians. Wiesel gives credence to the most absurd stories of other “eyewitnesses.” He spreads fantastic tales of 10,000 persons sent to their deaths each day in Buchenwald.” (See here)
One Jewish academic has been scathing in his dismissal of mendacious Holocaust memoirs such as Elie Wiesel’s. It’s a wonder he hasn’t been whisked off to Israel and incarcerated for his outspoken criticism of Jewish liars:
“Most of the memoirs and reports of ‘Holocaust survivors’ are full of preposterous verbosity, graphomanic exaggeration, dramatic effects, overestimated self-inflation, dilettante philosophizing, would-be lyricism, unchecked rumors, bias, and partisan attacks.”
—Samuel Gringauz, Jewish Social Studies, New York, January 1950, Vol. 12, p. 65. (Quoted here)
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Here, finally, is Holocaust survivor Renee Salt (pictured), spinning a story so preposterous that one can’t help wondering how Tucker can have kept a straight face while relating it. Let’s cut to the chase and narrate the story briefly.
Renee finds herself in the Lodz ghetto with her father. The Nazis arrive. Renee’s father has a gold ring on his finger. It has been stuck fast to his finger for years. His finger has grown too fat and there’s no way the ring can be removed, even with soap. An SS soldier eyes the ring covetously and orders Renee’s father to hand it over.
Needless to say, it can’t be done. “Fetch me a knife!” growls the evil Nazi, grinding his teeth with rage. Mein Gott, what a beast!
And then, unbelievably, a miracle occurs in front of everyone’s eyes: the ring decides to take action!  It literally leaps off the finger, freeing itself from captivity, and rolls across the ground … coming to a halt just near the evil Nazi’s boot. Ach du meine Güte, talk about miracles never ceasing!
Let’s hear it in Renee’s own words:
“Now I didn’t see many miracles during the Holocaust, but as he finished saying these few words [‘Give me your ring!’] the ring on its own, without any prompting, rolled off the finger so loosely as though it would have been at least five sizes too big, and stopped at the SS man’s feet.”  (See here)
Renee Salt’s miraculous Holocaust story was brought to my attention by a trusted correspondent who claimed it had been plagiarized from a 62-minute Tom and Jerry cartoon, “The Magic Ring” (2002).
My correspondent writes:
“This Holocaust Survivor story is tailor-made for schoolchildren. It’s just the kind of fanciful fairy tale likely to appeal to a classroom of gullible kids.
All the main motifs of Renee Salt’s Holocaust story are to be found faithfully replicated in the Tom and Jerry cartoon: (1) a magic ring; (2) a finger on which the ring is stuck; (3) someone trying to steal the ring; (4) futile attempts to remove the ring from the finger; and finally (5) the ring succeeds in self-expanding and miraculously frees itself from the finger.
Here is the account in Wikipedia:
“Tom hears his master Chip coming and tries to get the ring off, but to no avail. Chip, believing that Tom attempted to steal his ring, chases after him out of the house, where the ring falls off Tom’s finger…”
I will leave it to the reader to decide if five such striking similarities between Renee Salt’s Holocaust story and the 62-minute Tom & Jerry Disney cartoon (see HERE) constitute plagiarism or are purely coincidental.
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I will end this essay by advising readers to do their own research and arrive at their own conclusions in a rational and well-balanced way. Allow me to bring this presentation to an end by quoting two authorities at different ends of the intellectual spectrum and allowing readers to choose the authority they prefer.
First, here is Robert Faurisson, the world’s foremost revisionist historian — beaten up by Jewish thugs no fewer than eight times for daring to speak his mind:
“The reader will have understood: serial mass gassings are just another silly story of the same kind as those about “Jewish soap”, “lampshades of human skin”, extermination of the Jewish detainees at Treblinka by steam, their extermination at Auschwitz by electricity and in blast furnaces, or, near Belzec, by quicklime. [All officially sanctioned “guesses”. LD]
There is an endless list of nonsensical tales in the manner of Elie Wiesel or Father Patrick Debois about “geysers of blood”, or a hand emerging from a mass grave to grab a shovel, or systematic extermination under quilts or pillows—the Holocaust by suffocation!
The lie of the Nazi gas chambers will go down one day in history as one of the most fabulous impostures of all time. This lie has developed slowly, without plot or conspiracy, and without the general public’s becoming aware of it. If the good people have been so badly taken in, it has in a way been with their consent and cooperation. They have believed, then wanted to believe, then in the end wanted to have others believe and are now legally bound to believe.
One of the most brazen lies in history, the alleged Nazi gas chambers, of course originated in hatred and in the inveterate habit of lying but it has thrived on naivety. In perfectly good faith, the good people were outraged at that “Nazi horror”. In doing so, they lent a hand to a gigantic slander, a criminal lie of worldwide proportions.”
(See here)
Finally, the official Jewish response to Faurisson. It would appear that Faurisson, in relying on logic and reason and the scientific method for arriving at his “facts”, has been horribly misled into believing that the Impossible cannot sometimes occur in exceptional circumstances.
Today I learned to my astonishment that the laws of nature do not necessarily apply to Jews, especially when it comes to Holocaust miracles. In the case of Jews, God’s Chosen, the laws of nature may sometimes be suspended. According to an official Jewish publication, the Juedische Rundschau Maccabi, Basel, dated 11 November 1993:
“Every Jewish person may learn from our survivors and live with the knowledge that the Jewish people are not subject to the restrictions of the laws of nature.”
David Olère, SS Ogre eating Jewish children
The hallucinatory paintings of Holocaust artist David Olère, conjuring up phantasmagoric events that never took place except in the fevered imagination, have now entered the popular mind as a result of innumerable imitations spawned by art works, movies, Holocaust survivor memoirs, and TV documentaries. The dividing line between fact and fiction has been abolished. A new reality has been created out of the collective fantasies of millions.
In the words of Henry Kissinger, “It is not a matter of what is true that counts, but a matter of what is perceived to be true.”
Lenin said it better: “A lie told often enough becomes the truth.”