Ferdinand’s Type 64 Heads to Auction

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Ferdinand Porsche  was one of the first engineers to develop the automobile, his first  vehicle registered in Austria, and took to the streets of Vienna on June 26, 1898. His namesake brand is still synonymous with style and performance, and the Volswagon which he designed for Hitler is, and probably always will be, the  most numerous  and recognizable car ever produced. Ferdinand was also a pioneer of motorsports , and racing remained his passion throughout his life, though the war saw him design tanks, tractors, and generators.  For one of many Porsche racing adventures read my article on Bernd  Rosemeyer.

n 1935, the first Volkswagen prototypes were ready for testing, internally referred to as Porsche type 60. After a few prototypes, a series of 30 Volkswagen test cars were made by Daimler-Benz AG in 1937. With the Volkswagen nearing its production, the idea of Porsche’s own series production sportscar was also born. The plan was to use Volkswagen’s mechanicals, but it being the government project, the agreement couldn’t be settled to use the parts by a private car company. So, the Porsche family had to get creative. Motorsport was very ‘in’ at this time  KdF could still use a competition car for  marketing purposes and the NSKK (Nationalsozialistisches Kraftfahrkorps, National Socialist Motor Corps) started to organize the Berlin-Rome road rally to happen on September 27, 1938 .

Because of the Sudeten Crisis, the 1938 Berlin-Rome race did not happen, but as the event was planned as a new tradition, the race was scheduled also for 1939.

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Ferdinand and Ferry Porsche

For the 1939 race,  a project was started to create KdF’s Berlin-Rome competition car. It was a car using type 60 KdF-Wagen’s mechanicals with design from Porsche 114 project. The KdF Berlin-Rome car was called as type 64. The type 64 cars were built using 1938 KdF VW38 chassis and the chassis numbers therefore begun with 38.  Having the powerless engine, the type 64 had to be as aerodynamic as possible. And the narrow cockpit made it look very cool. These aluminium-bodied cars were designed by Erwin Komenda.

In any case, the car was very fast, given its puny little engine. That’s also because it was very light. The body, for instance, was built by Karosseriewerk Reutter from 0.5 mm thick aluminum alloy sheets that were beaten by hand to create that teardrop shape. The first car was ready on August 19, 1939, but it was to no avail as, on September 1st, 1939, the Second World War officially commenced and, as such, all racing had to be abandoned.

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You may be wondering what happened to the cars since the race did not take place. Well, all three did get built (the second in December of 1939 and the third in 1940) and lived very interesting lives thereafter. The first example was gifted to Bodo Lafferentz, “a member not only of Germany’s national trade union, but he was also a board member of the newly formed Volkswagenwerk,” according to Porsche Road & Race. Lafferentz crashed the car, but the car was salvaged and repaired , then destroyed by allied bombers during  WWII.

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During the war period, the second and third chassis,used by Ferdinand Porsche himself as a daily driver(hardcore),  were saved by Porsche as he fled to Gmund, Austria where he set up an impromptu headquarters at a villa in Zell-Am-See. As Americans arrived to liberate Austria, the appearance of one of the Type 64s, namely chassis #38/42, was intriguing enough to prompt them to seize it. They drove around in it for a while before chopping the roof off and driving it some more until the engine let go. At that point, the car was scrapped .

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Ferry Porsche had the last existing  car revamped in 1947 by Carozzeria Pininfarina in Italy.

This was the first car labeled “Porsche”. In  1949 the new 356 design was finalized and to finance the new  “cottage industry” production  in Gmund, Porsche sold the coupe to Otto Mathé, the owner of a lubricants additive company and a serious amateur racer. He “owned” the car until his death in December 1995, including during a four year law suit to recover it, starting in 1991 when it temporarily escaped his control as part of the sale of his company. In 1982 it appeared at the Monterey Historic Races in San Francisco to the  joy and amazement of many. In 1997 it was sold at auction to its current owner, Thomas Gruber of Vienne for 6.1 million Austrian Shillings. Porsche apparently had missed this chance  to recover the car, but will they again in August when RM Sotheby’s will auction Type 64 #3 in Monterey, and it’s expected to command at least $20 million.
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Now for your completely bonkers update. Sotheby’s screwed the pooch. The motor sport community is rife with conspiracy theory about it , but suffice to say it reached 70 million and did not sell because of some  auctioneer’s error. I could give more details, as explained in the NY Slime, but believe me when I say the whole thing stinks and makes no sense.
If I had to guess the current owner did an amazing job of bringing attention to this car, that  few well healed car collectors where ever unaware of. I even added to it’s trending, albeit without ever imagining the  chicanery that would follow. Now that the seed is planted, and the temperature of potential buyers taken , I believe this car will sell for over 100 in the next ten years.
The video below  puts you  in this amazing car.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=5&v=HaDWPBco07w
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Adolf Hitler – Speech in the Lustgarten May 1939

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The foundations for the life of a people are not to be found in doctrines and theories, but in its Lebensraum, in what the earth affords it for sustenance.

Hence, Lebensraum cannot be regarded separately from the Lebenshohe (peak of life) of a Volk. And this Lebensraum is not enough by itself-and this also is a truly revolutionary realization-it must be complemented by a Volk’s diligence, its energy, and its ability to manage to get the most out of its Lebensraum. And a still greater insight: this necessitates a Volksgemeinschaft, even if blood alone is insufficient for this. My Volksgenossen! No leader can command greater strength than that accorded to him by his followers. What am I without you?! If you refuse me your unanimous solidarity, what am I to do?! I am only one man. I can possess the greatest good-will possible-my will is of no greater worth to you than your will is worth to me!

How petty are all other vain differences in our lives in view of this! How easily is the individual deceived by vanity and notions of his own supreme importance, my Volksgenossen! One man thinks a great deal of himself for one reason, another for another reason. One prides himself on being ten centimeters taller than the other, yet another is happy simply because he considers himself better looking than the first. Yet another man thinks he looks even better because his ancestors already looked better-nothing is proven, of course. Yet another man holds himself to have an advantage because momentarily his purse is fuller than that of another. I say “momentarily” for experience has shown this phenomenon to mostly be short-lived.

Another man yet says: “I have graduated from more classes than you have.

Do you have degrees like those I have?”-“No.”-“Therefore I am worth more than you. My degrees prove this conclusively.” So the story goes. So many men have extremely important degrees furnishing the basis for their own personal brand of arrogance.

How ludicrous is all this in view of the common fate we all share and which hangs so compellingly above all our heads! It is void of any significance before the one truth that all of us either unite in our struggle to survive or perish together. This applies just as much to the man with the so-called fatter purse as it does to the man with an older family name and his ancestors, and the man with the allegedly more thorough education. For better or for worse, we all depend on one another.

And to any man who fails to grasp this-I have no idea where he might be hiding out-the attitude of the outside world toward us should serve as ample proof. How do these people behave towards us? What can we expect of them? Are these not once again the very same advocates of a strategy of encirclement, the very same people who knew nothing but hatred in the year 1914? Yes, indeed, it is once more the same clique of warmongers which haunted us back then already. What can we expect of them, my Volksgenossen? I believe it is essential that all Germans throw overboard these ridiculous prejudices insofar as remnants of them exist yet today. It is imperative that we move closer together in the conviction that together and united we can face off any danger. United we stand, divided we fall.

Hence we wish to educate our Volk in this spirit. And if one of those stubborn old heads is driving me to despair, then all I need to do is look at his son to regain hope. Even if all hope is lost with some of these old troublemakers (alte Stankerer), the youth has already outgrown them-praise the Lord! This youth represents a new breed of man, the type we hope to introduce to the future.

We are doing everything that can be done in this educational undertaking.

True, at times, we do overlook the so-called freedom of the individual in the process. I can easily imagine one man or another saying: “It is beyond me why my son should have to serve with the labor service just now. He was born for something greater than that. Why should he now be running around with a spade in his hand? Would it not be better if he exercised the powers of his intellect instead?” For goodness sake, what is it precisely you understand as “intellect,” my dear friend?! If your boy spends six months in the West wielding his spade for the sake of Germany, it may well be that he is doing Germany a greater service than your “intellect” could in a lifetime. And, above all: he has contributed to the overcoming of the worst form of “intellectual” confusion possible, namely, the inner fractures within a Volk. Of course, we cannot simply say: “Oh, if he does not want to, he need not work.” Do you truly believe that work at a chemical factory in one of the democracies is something so infinitely more delightful? Do not come up to tell me: “Oh, truly, this is the magic of work which smells so enticingly.” Assuredly not! It stinks, my dear gentlemen! But a few hundred thousands of workers simply have to take this on themselves and take it on themselves they do. Therefore, another can assuredly take on himself to pick up the spade. And he will pick up this spade.

And this brings up the problematic topic of liberty. Liberty? Insofar as the interests of the Volksgemeinschaft permit the exercise of liberty by the individual, he shall be granted this liberty. The liberty of the individual ends where it starts to harm the interests of the collective. In this case the liberty of the Volk takes precedence over the liberty of the individual.

By the way, in no other state is intellectual work as highly esteemed as in ours. I believe this is evident already in its leadership. In Germany, we pride ourselves in having men head our state who can well withstand any type of “intellectual” comparison to the representatives of any other state. Above the liberty of the individual, however, there stands the liberty of our Volk. The liberty of the Reich takes precedence over both.

The commandment of the hour is the securing of German Lebensraum.

There is no need for me to stress that we love peace above all. I know that a certain international clique of journalists is spreading lies about us on a daily basis, placing us under suspicion and committing libel against us. This does not surprise me in the least. I know these creatures from back in the old days. They, too, are export articles for which the German nation has no use. In the American Union, a veritable campaign for boycotts against our German exports has been organized. It would have been more intelligent, so I believe, had they imported German goods instead of the most inferior German subjects.

Well, at least, we can rejoice in having rid ourselves of these. How the people there will handle them, that is truly their problem. We shall see to it that these subjects do not pose an actual threat to us. I have taken the necessary precautions. I still recall vividly my political “friends” from the days before our rise to power. These fellows always insisted they knew no Fatherland. And, indeed, this is true as they are Jews and have nothing to do with us. These fellows now are reaffirming their attitudes and their pledges of old: they have launched a campaign of hatred against Germany which they pursue with all their might.

And I? I arm with all my might! I love peace; my work perhaps best attests to this. And in this I differ from these warmongers. What is it I have wrought and what is it these elements are undertaking? There is a great Volk here for which I bear responsibility. I am attempting to make this Volk both great and happy. Enormous projects are being undertaken here: new industries are being born; enormous buildings are undergoing construction. They are to serve the uplifting of the Volk and to bear witness to our culture-not only here in Berlin, but also in a multitude of other German cities. The things we have created in the course of these years! The countless projects we have begun in these years! And so many of them will take ten to twenty years to be completed! Therefore, I have cause aplenty to desire peace. Yet, these warmongers need no peace. They neither advance peace nor do they labor for it.

There is no need for me to name names in this context. They are unknown international scribblers. They are ever so clever! They are truly omniscient.

There is only one thing that they failed to foresee, namely, my rise to power.

Even in January 1933, they could simply not believe it. They also failed to foresee that I was going to remain in power. Even in February 1934, they could simply not believe it. They failed to foresee that I was going to liberate Germany. Even in 1935 and 1936, they could simply not believe it. They failed to foresee that I was going to liberate our German Volksgenossen and to return them home. Even in 1937 and 1938, they could simply not believe it. They failed to foresee that I was determined to liberate and return home the rest of them, too. Even in February of this year, they could simply not believe it. They failed to foresee that I was going to eliminate the unemployment afflicting seven million. Even two, three years ago, they could simply not believe it. They failed to foresee that I was going to implement the Four-Year Plan in Germany with success. This they simply could not believe either. They foresaw nothing! And they know nothing even today! These people have always been parasites. Lately I do not know, but I have the feeling sometimes that they are a kind of cerebral parasite. They know only too well what is happening in my brain, for instance. Whatever I say today, as I stand before you, they knew of it yesterday already. And even if I myself did not know of it yesterday-they did, these most excellent receptacles of wisdom! Actually, these creatures know everything. And, even if facts prove their pronouncements blatant lies, they have the nerve to come up with new pronouncements immediately. This is an old Jewish trick. It keeps the people from having time for reflection. Should people truly reflect on all these various prophecies, compare them to reality, then these scribblers would not get a penny for their false reports. Therefore their tactic and trick is, once one prophecy has been disproved, to come up with three new ones in its stead. And so they keep on lying, according to a type of snowball-tacticsfrom today until tomorrow, from tomorrow until the next day.

The current version of this is the claim that 20,000 Germans have failed to land in Morocco, although their imminent arrival had been reported earlier.

Instead of landing in Morocco, they have landed in Liberia. Considering the initial report’s assertion that these landings were supposed to be carried out by the Luftwaffe, it seems as though these planes have been floating about in midair ever since and have now unwittingly gone down over Liberia. Should no German be found in all of Liberia eight days hence, they will no doubt maintain: “It was not Liberia, after all, but Madagascar where they were heading.” And if this turns out to be wrong also-well, then it must have been another place-I already have enumerated all the locations allegedly threatened by us before the Reichstag.

The warmongers who do not do anything and, in any event, cannot step before the world to say: “I have created this or that!”-they are the men who are attempting to plunge the rest of the world into disaster once again. And you will understand, that I cannot possibly rely on assertions or declarations by people who themselves are paid servants of these warmongers. No, indeed, I rely exclusively on my German Volk-on you! Better safe than sorry. A declaration by the League of Nations is all very well, but I prefer our freedom to be guaranteed by the far more reliable fortifications protecting Germany in the West. And this, too, is the product of the diligent work wrought by Germans just as the inner attitude of our Volk is the product of the diligence and work of millions of its most active members. There is the German peasant who, loyally and bravely, assures bread for us by plowing his acres diligently and honestly. There is the German worker who, loyally and bravely, goes to work at the factory to assure other consumer goods for us earnestly and honestly. This is the basis of our existence.

As we reflect on the immense work done within these past six years, then I do believe we have a right to appoint a day once a year on which we shall join together to celebrate what we call the German Volksgemeinschaft. For this conveys the meaning of the First of May: a day to celebrate the work of Germans in the cities and in the countryside; a day to celebrate the creative man; a day to celebrate our Volksgemeinschaft. My Movement vouches for the proper education of our Volk! The German Wehrmacht vouches for its brave defense! And, all of you whom I greet at this moment, you millions of Germans in the cities and in the countryside, you who constitute the German Volksgemeinschaft, you are the guarantors that it shall never again fall apart internally! To our Greater German Reich and to our Volk, in East and West, and in North and South:

Sieg Heil!

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“Rudolf Vrba” – The Holohoax in Person

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By Eyewitness & Survivor Eric Thomson

I, Eric Thomson, was among those who witnessed and survived the First Great Holocaust Thought-Crime Trial in 1984 through 1985, under the Zionist Occupation Government of Soviet Canada. The victim of this lengthy and costly (to the Gentile tax-payers) jewdicial persecution was and still is, at the time of this writing, Ernst Zündel, who is the only man on this planet who risks going to prison for discussing World War II. What this proves, to the knowledgeable observer, is that World War II is still going on and never ended in 1945, as we have been misled to believe by the jewsmedia and goy stooges of our respective Zionist Occupation Governments.

As a retired railroad man, I have often lamented the prodigal abandonment of thousands of miles of track and the curtailment of rail service in most parts of the world, but I can say from firsthand experience that the railroad business is alive and well in the courtrooms of our so-called democracies.

“Rudolf Vrba” is a name most people never heard of. The Jew who uses that name claims, under oath, that his original name was “Walter Rosenberg” and later, “Joseph Israel Rosenberg”. Who he really was is likely unprovable, since he has testified that “all my documents were burned (cremated?) in Maidanek”. Maidanek, on the outskirts of Lublin, Poland, was one of those alleged “death camps” which produced mostly “survivors”, including Vrba-Rosenberg, whose identity papers were the only things which got “holocausted”.

According to “survivors’” stories, the fiendish Nazis transferred jews from one “death-camp” to another in a form of Russian Roulette which required thousands of precious trains, hundreds of camps stretching from the Atlantic coast to Poland and Austria, and supposedly millions of participants, instead of revolvers loaded with one bullet each. The “sadistic” Nazis, we are supposed to believe (because jews know how to cry as they lie), got so fascinated with this gigantic game that they ‘forgot’ to kill around five million jews who have been receiving ‘reparations payments’ from the Zionist Occupation Government of Germany (Bundeszog). Vrba-Rosenberg was no exception but for the fact that he was probably the first jew to get his gas chamber lies into print, as one of the co-liars who concocted the infamous “War Refugee Board Report” of 1944 which was published under the auspices of the Jewnighted States Government at the behest of jewish President Roosevelt, who apparently thought the liars of the British Government were a bunch of wimps for omitting the “gas chamber” accusation from their official statement on alleged German atrocities in August 1943. Roosevelt had no such scruples. In fact he had no scruples whatsoever, as we know.

Vrba-Rosenberg is himself an interesting study. He claimed, under oath, that he was born in 1924, yet he did not appear to be 61 years old. His hair was not gray, unless he dyed it, but his physical condition mainly belied his years, even if his hair were white, for he had the stocky build and muscular stride of a bouncer, with the face of a crude and ill-tempered thug, as well as the manners and speech of one. It is therefore an exhibition of astonishing arrogance that the Zionist authorities expect us to believe that this specimen was able to earn a doctorate in chemistry and/or pharmacology and that he was capable of teaching these subjects at the University of British Columbia as an associate professor, or at any other institution. This is not to deny his academic rank, but it is to doubt his academic capacities for research and instruction. Anyone may be accorded academic titles and also receive a professor’s salary, even if he has no academic abilities nor qualifications. Those of us who have seen racial hiring quotas in action now view this corruption of our educational institutions as increasingly commonplace. But Vrba-Rosenberg is a very uncommon case.

Under oath, he was asked his academic specialty. Vrba-Rosenberg replied: “The chemistry of the brain – immunochemistry (sic) – that means the chemical composition of the brain.” Here we have a jew “professor” who cannot correctly identify his field of specialization. Any student who gave such a definition for “immunochemistry” would flunk the course, for it would prove that he knew nothing about his subject. But Vrba-Rosenberg is an associate professor, so he cannot flunk.

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Because I was suspicious of Vrba-Rosenberg’s academic qualifications, whatever the number of “degrees” he has received from academic authorities, I commissioned a colleague who lived in British Columbia to investigate his research papers and to find out if he actually taught a course. Eventually, I received the titles of his research papers, several of which purported to deal with brain chemistry, but certainly not “immunochemistry”. I was suitably impressed, not by Vrba-Rosenberg’s abilities as a researcher, but by the fact that each and every paper that I saw was co-authored. Not one had been written by Vrba-Rosenberg himself.

Although no information was forthcoming about his teaching schedule, I seriously doubt that he would be able to teach any course in English, for I had witnessed his constant murdering of the language throughout his days of testimony. If Vrba-Rosenberg were knowledgeable in the field of brain chemistry, he could describe his condition as one of “chronic dysphasia”, which is defined as “… loss of the power to use or to understand language, caused by injury to or disease of the brain.” Although he claimed to speak various European languages, including German and English, both of which he consistently massacred, one wonders if Vrba-Rosenberg can speak any language correctly and/or fluently.

The words “cars”, “trucks”, “wagons”, “trains” and “lorries” were used by Vrba-Rosenberg interchangeably throughout his testimony, so one could never be sure if he was talking about railroad cars or wagons individually or collectively, as “trains”. When he would say “trucks”, he usually meant railroad cars, although it could turn out that he was really talking about trucks of the motor vehicle variety. Persons and lumber were “stapled”, not “stacked”. An epidemic was always an “epidemy”. Even when he was speaking in nearly correct English, he was unidiomatic and difficult to understand. One might conclude that this was a tactic for concealing impossibilities or inconsistencies in his story by confusing everyone in the courtroom. In addition to this game of language, he rarely answered questions put to him in cross-examination by defense attorney Douglas Christie. Sometimes the jew would give two contradictory answers. As usual, the ‘Chief Prosecutor’, Judge Locke, who was blatantly partisan against the defense, ignored these abuses of procedure and often reinforced them by interrupting and criticizing defense counsel before the jury. As one can imagine, it would be difficult to prove that a witness was lying if no one could figure out what he was saying.

Occasionally, Vrba-Rosenberg would be caught by the physical impossibility of his monstrous allegations. One example of this occurred when he lied that bodies were being burned in “pits, the depths I would estimate for (sic) six meters.” When defense counsel pointed out to him that the water table was around one meter beneath the surface, since the area is marshy, Vrba-Rosenberg responded by saying that the ground was frozen because it was December. When defense counsel asked him why the intense heat which he described as emanating from the pits did not melt the ice, he said that the Nazis had “ameliorated” the groundwater level, but he did not know how they had done it! The cretins, morons and cowards of the jury accepted it as ‘fact’ that Nazis could burn jews in water-filled ditches because this arrogant jew said they could. After all, if the jews could “part the Red Sea”, then the Nazis could likewise magically hold back the groundwater so the “burning-pits” could do their work. Perhaps wise men are right when they say that a Christian can be made to believe anything, since he has already swallowed a camel-size absurdity!

This founder of the Holohoax introduced some amazing new “information” in his testimony. For example, Vrba-Rosenberg claims that “children’s heads don’t burn … they contain such an amount of water, that to burn completely, a child (sic) skull is much more difficult than a grown-up’s skull.” He claimed, under oath, that if a person is sufficiently anti-Nazi, he can unerringly find his way over unknown terrain, without a compass – in the dark! Aside from losing one’s way in the woods, it would be a good way to break one’s neck, but the jury did not doubt him for a moment.

He claimed that each Auschwitz prisoner had a number “tattooed on his hand”. Funny thing that all the “Auschwitz survivors” seem to have numbers on their arms, not on their hands. If Vrba-Rosenberg is right about that, there is going to be a rush of millions to the tattoo parlors. Like all of his kosher cohorts, he makes fantastic claims concerning the efficiency of the Nazis’ old-fashioned crematoria. They could do in twenty minutes what it takes our most modern facilities over an hour to do, under optimum conditions. Of course, any people who could make flames burn under water would probably have no trouble making flames work three or four times as fast as our clammy ‘democratic’ flames.

The sort of verbal jousting which went on whenever defense counsel would ask this jew a simple question was a real eye-opener, if any Gentile in the courtroom paid attention. Other jew witnesses, like Raul Hilberg, used the same tactics, although Hilberg was more refined and less obviously antagonistic than Vrba-Rosenberg. The following are some of the tactics used by jew witnesses, in addition to perjury. (1) Pretend not to hear the question; (2) Pretend not to understand the question; (3) ‘Answer’ with another question; (4) Ignore the question and make a short speech on another subject; (5) Give contradictory answers, while pretending to answer the question; (6) Avoid whenever possible giving yes or no answers. Of course, no Aryan would be permitted to use such blatantly obstructive tactics, for any judge is aware of such stunts and would sternly order the Aryan witness to behave properly. Not so, however, in the case of one jew witness after the other. Here is a mercifully brief sample of “Vrba-lese” during his cross-examination by defense attorney Doug Christie: “Witness, will you say it’s true that you have told stories about Auschwitz?”

Vrba: “I didn’t keep a secret out of it.”

Christie: “Would you say that all the things you’ve said about Auschwitz are true?”

Vrba: “I would think so, within the frame of possibility of a reference.”

Christie: “I now produce and show to you a book entitled, ‘I Cannot Forgive’. Are you the author of this book?”

Vrba: “I am a co-author.”

Christie: “Did you check it and see that all the contents were true?”

Vrba: “Which year has this book been published?”

Judge Locke (even a Zogling can become impatient with a jew): “Would you answer the question, please, sir?”

Christie: “Could you answer the question?”

Vrba: “Which year has the book been published?”

Judge: “Show him the book.”

Christie: “1964 March by Grove Press. It attributes the authorship to you and to a Mr. Alan Bestik. Did you read that book?”

Vrba: “Yes. Certainly. I wrote the book.”

Christie: “All the contents are true?”

Vrba: “I wouldn’t answer in a direct way to this question, because this is a work of literature, and not a document, and therefore I would like to make certain remarks on the background of the book which will make it more clear to you what the book is about. Please don’t interrupt me, because I cannot work this way.”

Christie: “Would you let me ask a question?”

Vrba: “I didn’t finish your previous question.”

Christie: “Pardon me.”

Vrba: “I did not yet finish your previous question.”

Christie: “Fine. Carry on.”

Obviously, the lies which Vrba-Rosenberg authored in his allegedly ‘true’ work of fictional, anti-German hate propaganda were too flagrant to stand up to serious cross-examination, but he insisted on having his proverbial cake and eating it too, as all Jews will do. He did not want to admit that he was not an ‘omniscient observer’ to all the bogus events he wrote about, yet he would agree that, “perhaps” he had heard these tales from others, without having seen any of it himself, especially events which purportedly took place after his alleged “escape” from Auschwitz-Birkenau. When defense counsel would press him to tell the court which events were hearsay and which events he had seen, Vrba-Rosenberg would become evasive and relapse into his insistence that the book was “a literary exercise”, but nonetheless true. Zog-judge Hugh Locke never intervened to have him answer any of these questions in a coherent manner. Should we be surprised? Why shouldn’t our enemy grow strong and arrogant when we continue to support him with our tax dollars and our interest payments?

Vrba-Rosenberg advanced some truly novel ways of calculating the number of jews “gassed” at Auschwitz. One way which he used to arrive at a figure of 1,760,000 kosher “gassees” was to count the times the windows rattled in the barracks where he was quartered. Each time the windows rattled, a truck was passing on the nearby dirt road. Although he never saw what the trucks were carrying, he assumed them to be full of jews who were soon to be converted into “puffs of harmless black smoke”. By assuming the number of jews per truck and by multiplying that number by the number of rattles, he obtained his fantastic Holohoax figure. Of course, there was no way to tell which way the trucks were heading, since they made the blacked-out windows rattle going and coming, nor had he any way of confirming his supposition that the trucks carried jews and not soldiers and supplies on their way to the front, which was getting close in 1944.

Now we come to the crude and grotesque diagrams used by Vrba-Rosenberg “to keep his lies straight”, in the words of defense counsel. The jew claimed to have scrawled these blotches shortly after he “escaped” from Auschwitz. Without looking at them, it seemed impossible for him to testify and when he gave testimony, it could never be taken out of the order in which he recited, like spooling an audio tape backwards and starting again. Many spectators in the courtroom, including myself, noted and commented upon Vrba-Rosenberg’s peculiarity of “recollection”. Here is a typical example of this jew’s inability to answer a question with specific information, even when he is not trying to evade or cover up:

Prosecutor Griffiths (born a U.S. citizen and reputed to have come to Canada to dodge the draft during the Vietnam War): “Before you went to England, where were you; what country were you living in?”

Vrba: “I was born in Czechoslovakia on September 11, 1924. I lived in Czechoslovakia until 1939 when Czechoslovakia was dismembered, and from ’39 onwards I lived in a puppet Slovakia in a puppet state which was under German rule with local underlings ruling until 1942. In June of 1940 I have been deported to the concentration camp of Maidanek where I was fourteen days.”

Despite the verbosity, Vrba-Rosenberg did not answer the question. Perhaps he was not ‘programmed’ to answer it, for that is what his peculiar behavior indicates: programming or ‘brainwashing’. People who memorize information, stories or speeches can usually pluck a specific detail out of the whole without having to ‘play-back’ entire sentences and paragraphs, but hypnotically-programmed subjects have difficulties in separating the parts from the whole. Students who cram for exams the night before exhibit a notable urge to spew out everything they have memorized onto paper before they forget, often without reading or actually answering the question. In this jew’s case, however, there seemed to be no danger that he would forget – as long as he had his Pavlovian diagrams in front of him. How many people do you know, if any, who require a diagram to recall what they did or saw? Only rarely in the course of Vrba-Rosenberg’s testimony was there any need to refer to a map of Auschwitz-Birkenau-Monowitz, and the diagrams for that purpose were drafted by others, and they bore little resemblance to the daubings of Vrba-Rosenberg.

After witnessing the performance of this Holohoaxer and after a further examination of his testimony, I conclude that any jew and even some Gentiles could be “Rudolf Vrba”, whose credentials and persons are of postwar manufacture, and certified “kosher” by World-Z-O-G. Knowledgeable people are aware of the C.l.A.-directed “psychic-driving” and “mental-programming” experiments conducted in the 1960’s by Canadian as well as U.S. psychiatrists on their unsuspecting patients, at least some of whom were jews. Their conclusion, from what I have learned in my own research, was that “stable personalities” were most difficult to “program”, similar to the job an architect would have if he attempted to make major alterations in a massive, solidly-built structure. The “programming” required to make major alterations in the personality and behavior of the stable personalities usually rendered these subjects useless as tools of the programmers and useless to themselves, similar to the victims of psycho-surgery or lobotomies. “Unstable personalities”, on the other hand, were more amenable to “programming”. Alcoholics, drug-addicts, schizophrenics, etc. were more easily directed to adopt new behavior patterns and attitudes under the C.I.A.’s ‘treatments’, which involved isolation, repetition, hallucinogenic and soporific drugs, electroshock, insulin shock and Pavlovian pain-drug hypnosis.

Jews in particular, apparently because of their tri-racial genetic composition, are disproportionately afflicted by schizophrenia, to greater or lesser degrees. The half-jew comedian, Peter Sellers, for instance, was asked by an interviewer how he had come to be so adept at portraying so many characters in his films. Sellers answered: “Because I really don’t know who I am.” Dozens of jews whom I encountered in college and university said to me that the “Great Human Problem”, i.e. the jews’ problem, was to discover their identities. Like a typical dumb Goy, I would ask: “What’s wrong, did you lose your birth certificate?” How does a crazy person explain the ‘reality’ of his world to a sane person? Although it is hard for a person of one race to understand a mixed-race person, it is well-nigh impossible for the victim of race-mixing to understand himself. The jews are forever writing and talking about achieving self-awareness and self-understanding, unlike Blacks, Whites or Yellows, yet, the jews are never successful in their quest, for one can never achieve understanding of oneself if one does not know who he is. A color-blind person can write and talk about colors, but he will never see them.

As an Aryan, I can feel sorry for a creature like Vrba-Rosenberg, who shows many of the recorded symptoms of a victim of brain-chemistry experiments, rather than a practitioner thereof. I cannot feel sorry, however, for those of Our Race who have allied themselves with the Zionist deceivers, exploiters and destroyers of mankind, for they have a racial duty to know better, just as do the Aryans who refuse to use their own brains and thus believe the impudent lies and calumnies of these vicious parasites.

Editor’s Note- The real Rudolf Vrba, born 1860, was the most influential  antisemitic Czech writer of the 20th century, with his 511 page book , “The Adulteration of the Slavs from the World War, a post-war diary”, published in 1924, just one year before Hitler’s  “Mein Kampf”. In his book  Jews are described as devising everything evil in society and as being behind most all intrigues, murders, rapes and thefts. Vrba says the Jews are “vermin” who own the majority of banks, political and governing offices, the press, etc. He  also quotes antisemitic  texts by Henry Ford (“The International Jew”), by Robert Archibald Wilton, an antisemitic  British journalist, and by Lajos Méhely (1879–1953), an Hungarian anti-Semite, biologist, editor of the extremely antisemitic  bulletin “The Goal”, and a racial theorist. Rudolf Vrba also quotes entire passages from  Dr Alfred Rosenberg’s “Russlands Todtengraber” (“The Grave-Diggers of Russia”). Make of this what you will, but it can not be will out reason that this name was chosen for the Hoaxster.

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THE GOEBBELS LAST LETTERS

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Hanna Reitsch, heroine and pilot of the Third Reich,  carried out of the bunker on April 28 1945 the last letters of Joseph and Magda Goebbels. These letters where written to Magda’s son of her previous marriage who was most likely a POW at this point.

Letter from Dr. Joseph Goebbels to Harald Quandt

The Führerbunker on April 28, 1945.

Dear Harald,

We are locked down in the Führerbunker at the Reichschancellory, and we are fighting for our lives and honor.

How will this fight end, god only knows, But I know it will end for us with honor and glory, dead or alive.  I do not think we will see each other again.  These will be the last words you will receive from me. I hope, if you come out alive from this war, that you will honor both your mother and I, as is not necessary for us to survive to influence our people.

You will be the only one left to carry on with our family traditions. Always act in a way that does not shame us.  Germany will survive this war, but only if our people has examples to guide them. and this is the example that we want to give.

You can be proud to have a mother like you have now.  Last night the Führer gave her the golden party pin he has carried for years on his jacket, and I think she deserves it.

In the future, you will have only one mission: to be worthy of the great sacrifice we are willing to make. I know you will.

Don’t let the noise that the world is about to start disorientate you. One day, the lies will fall under their own weight, and truth will triumph over them.  The hour will come in which we will be above all, clean and without guilt, like our faith and task were.

Goodbye dear Harald!! If we meet again, it depends on god.  If it is not to be, I will always be proud of having belonged to a family, that, even in adversity, and up to the last moment, has been faithful to the Führer and his pure and holy cause.

My best wishes and dearest greetings.

Papa

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Letter from Magda Goebbels to Harald Quandt

The Führerbunker on April 28, 1945

My beloved son!

By now we have been in the Führerbunker for six days already — daddy, your six little siblings and I, for the sake of giving our national socialistic lives the only possible honorable end.

You shall know that I stayed here against daddy’s will, and that even on last Sunday the Führer wanted to help me to get out. You know your mother — we have the same blood, for me there was no wavering.

Our glorious idea is ruined and with it everything beautiful and marvelous that I have known in my life.  The world that comes after the Führer and national socialism is not any longer worth living in and therefore I took the children with me, for they are too good for the life that would follow, and a merciful God will understand me when I will give them salvation (death).

You will live and I ask only one thing form you, that you never ever forget you are a German, never do against your honor, and through your life, see that our deaths won’t be in vain.

The children are wonderful … there never is a word of complaint nor crying. The explosions above are shaking the bunker. The elder kids cover the younger ones, their presence is a blessing and they are making the Führer smile once in a while.

Last night, the Führer took off his golden party pin and pinned it to me. I am proud and happy.

May God help that I have the strength to perform the last and hardest task (killing herself and her children).   We only have one goal left: loyalty to the Führer even in death and to be able to end our lives with him is an honor.

Harald, my dear son — I want to give you what I learned in life: Be loyal! Loyal to yourself, loyal to the German people and loyal to your fatherland … Be proud of us and try to keep us in dear memory …

(Second page)  It is difficult to start a new page, who knows if I can fill it, I would like to give you so much love and strength, and take away all the pain for our loss. Be proud of us and try to remember us with pride and happiness.

We all have to die.  Isn’t it more beautiful to live less, but with honor and dignity than to have a long life in shameful conditions?

I must finish, Hanna Reitsch is taking this letter, she is leaving again, I embrace you with my most sweet, deep and maternal love.

My dear son, live for Germany!

Your Mother 

 

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Jews Continued Attack On Geriatrics

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Helmut Oberlander, An elderly Waterloo man, who served as an interpreter for the Einsatzgruppe D   during the Second World War, has lost a two-decade-long legal battle to keep his Canadian citizenship and avoid deportation.  On April 24, the Federal Court of Appeal shut the door on his legal challenge to a cabinet order to revoke his citizenship, which would pave the way for his removal from Canada for lying about his wartime activities.

Bernie Farber, the former CEO of the Canadian Jewish Congress , believes he has exhausted all his legal options. “All that’s left now is his removal, likely to Germany”, Farber said. “He participated in and enabled the work of the most notorious Nazi killing unit. It took so long for justice to be carried out. He never had a right to be in this country.”

The Ukraine-born German Oberlander, now 95, has steadfastly maintained he was just 17 when he was forced to join the  Einsatzkommando. He has argued that he served as an interpreter and that there is no evidence he took part in any atrocities, but the federal government contends that because he was part of the squad, he was complicit in the crimes.

Mathieu Genest, spokesperson for Immigration Minister Ahmed Hussen, said “It is important that applicants be truthful and transparent when applying for Canadian Citizenship.”

Though I condemn the  vitriol, lies, and heartless retribution that the Jews embrace as they hunt down these geriatric survivors of WW2, I must point out that I am disappointed that Helmut, and so many other Waffen SS veterans , choose to live without honor. By this I mean that they thought if they obscured their participation they might be able to go on and live a “normal” life.  Though I understand why he would say he was the victim of  forced conscription, in the end it does not matter, organized Jewry will not rest until all gentiles submit to their supremacy , and of coarse any surviving veteran is an easy target, which they can continue to make an example of in there never ending media attacks on the white race.

So a word to the wise, be a Joachim Peiper, who never changed his story. Look to men like Leon Degrelle , and Rudolf Hess who where proud to have done their duty without regret.

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Helmut is now just an other sad story rather than the inspiration he could have been if he had only said, ” When the Germans liberated the Ukraine we where overjoyed to have the yoke of Communism removed, and I was the first in  my village to volunteer in the fight to remove the pestilence from our midst. ‘

 

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