On Wed, 12 Sep 2007 09:31:34 -0700, in soc.culture.jewish J Young
<younginsights@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
Unfortunately, the horrors of WWII continued well after May 8, 1945.
http://www.seanbryson.com/articles/eisenhower.html
This is more than true, if you read the book "OTHER LOSSES" by
Bacque!
It seems that those who were involved in this gencoide after the war,
tried hard to suppress news about their crimes, and many of the
victims died, fearing harm to their families if they told the truth.
Now, with more and more survivors willing to testify, including some
of the US military involved, the truth is being substantiated!
Now that more and more German survivors of the post-war genocide by
the US and allies are no longer afraid to testify, perhaps they too
will start demanding reparations for their torture, as did the filthy
ZHIDS for the holohoax?
Rumour is that ZYD photographers used the pictures of dead and dying
Germans
in the Eisenhower death camps, as footage for their claims regarding ZYD
concentration camps, for reparations!!
>On Tue, 14 Dec 2004 08:44:49 -0700, Ernst Zundholtz
><ErnstZundholtz@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>>What an idiot.
>>The poster stated that he was told about the incident AFTER the war,
>>not that it happened after the war.
>>On 14 Dec 2004 01:33:31 GMT, COL. RSJ <exterminator88@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>
>>wrote:
>>>On Mon, 13 Dec 2004 17:59:16 GMT, "Kurt Knoll" <menachem2@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>
>>>wrote:
>>>>I knew an older German living her that was in Ike' camp about 35 years
>>>>ago he told me the stories how he watched as they collected the death
>>>>every morning. He said also only the strongest once did get extra food
>>>>rationing to carry away the death. At one time the did stack up the
>>>>death into a pile and a film grew form from America took pictures of
it.
>>>>He also said he has seen this film clip here in Canada latter on where
>>>>it was ****trayed as a sceene from the concentration camps.
>>>So then, this all happened back in 1969. I could have sworn that WW2
>>>was long over by then.
>>>>Kurt Knoll
>>>>Kitimat B.C. Canada
>>>>"Ernst Zundholtz" <ErnstZundholtz@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message
>>>>news:1102955538.674ea702dd61a9f1ccb0b3a7dde7eba0@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>>>>> On 13 Dec 2004 01:34:52 -0800, "Schorsch" <bartelq77@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>
wrote:
>>>>> >Kenneth McVay OBC wrote:
>>>>> >> In article
<1102789129.632939.294380@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>,
>>>>> >> Schorsch <bartelq77@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>>>>> >> >Allied Plans for the Annihilation of the German People
>>>>> >> >Measures for the Devastation of the Heart of Europe
>>>>>
>>>>> >> Was there some point you wished to make?
>>>>>
>>>>> >Was there one you wished to make?
>>>>>
>>>>>
>>>>> Perhaps the Scheissedreck Shabbasgoy McVay wanted to further repost
>>>>> the following article...
>>>>>
>>>>> Subject: Es Stimmt-Ike's Death Camps for Germans!!
>>>>>
>>>>> Mamzer Kenneth McVay,SOBC, the well-known fag and mamser in Canada,
>>>>> Fag McVay of Vancouver, convicted of child molesting
>>>>> and car theft in California and Oregon, and still
>>>>> unemployed gas pump boy, mastermind of the
>>>>> Canadian branch of NAMBLA, and now finally dying as a
>>>>> diseased AIDS-spreader,wants all to know about all
>>>>> his fellow ZHID criminals and perverts.
>>>>> Here is the latest.......
>>>>>
>>>>> From: cmsahe@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
(Carlos cmsahe)
>>>>> Newsgroups: alt.revisionism,soc.culture.palestine,soc.culture.europe
>>>>> Subject: "Ike"'s Death camps
>>>>> Date: 18 Feb 2002 07:43:47 -0800
>>>>>
>>>>> A U.S. PRISON GUARD AT ONE OF "IKE'S DEATH CAMPS"
>>>>>
>>>>> By Martin Brech
>>>>>
>>>>> FORTY-FIVE years ago, I witnessed an atrocity: the deliberate
>>>>> starvation of German POWs by our own army. History, written by the
>>>>> victors, suppressed all news of this atrocity until James Bacque, a
>>>>> Canadian author, published his brilliant expose, OTHER LOSSES. This
>>>>> book is a best seller in Canada, a sensation in Europe, yet is
>>>>> virtually unavailable (censored?) in the U.S. Our major booksellers
>>>>> told me their distributors are not handling it. When I prevailed
upon
>>>>> a small, independent bookstore to order direct from Canada, the
>>>>> publisher told them they would be the only store in New York State
to
>>>>> carry the book. This in 'the land of the free'?"
>>>>>
>>>>> Fortunately, Pat Buchanan called attention to OTHER LOSSES in his
>>>>> January 10, 1990 column. He wrote:
>>>>>
>>>>> "Conclusion: the U.S. Army killed ten times as many Germans in POW
>>>>> camps as we did on battlefields from Normandy to V.E. day. (German
>>>>> POWs) had their rations cut below survival level until they were
dying
>>>>> at rates up to 30% of exposure, starvation and neglect... Red Cross
>>>>> food trains were turned back and U.S. food ****pments sat on the
>>>>> docks...One French officer said the U.S. camps reminded him of
Dachau
>>>>> and Buchenwald...The book blames Eisenhower. 'The German is a
beast,'
>>>>> Ike had written...But that was not how the Canadians and British
felt,
>>>>> who treated their prisoners justly...It was not the view of General
>>>>> Mark Clark, nor of Patton...Ignoring the book is not enough."
>>>>> Pat Buchanan's courageous column inspired me to help end the
cover-up
>>>>> of the atrocity I had witnessed. I wrote letters to several
newspapers
>>>>> which were, of necessity, short and incomplete. Now I would like to
>>>>> finally free more of my painful memories, hoping to be heard, so
that
>>>>> this will help us to acknowledge our share in the "banality of
evil",
>>>>> cleansing ourselves with the truth. Perhaps we as a nation may then
>>>>> put this behind us with some integrity and with some hope for
>>>>> redemption.
>>>>>
>>>>> In October 1944, at age eighteen, I was drafted into the army while
a
>>>>> student at the NYS College of Forestry. Largely due to the "Battle
of
>>>>> the Bulge", my training was cut short, my furlough cut in half, and
I
>>>>> was then immediately sent overseas. Upon arrival in Le Havre,
France,
>>>>> we were quickly loaded into boxcars and ****pped to the front. By the
>>>>> time we reached it, I had developed mononucleosis severely enough to
>>>>> be sent to a hospital in Belgium.
>>>>>
>>>>> By the time I left the hospital, the unit I had trained with in
>>>>> Spartenburg, South Carolina was so deeply into Germany that I warn
>>>>> placed in a "repo depo" (a replacement depot) despite my protests. I
>>>>> then lost interest in which units I was assigned to because
non-combat
>>>>> units were generally not respected. My separation qualification
record
>>>>> states that I served mostly with the 14th Infantry Regiment, during
>>>>> which time I guarded prisoners of war and served as an interpreter.
>>>>> During my seventeen month stay in Germany, I was transferred to
other
>>>>> outfits also.
>>>>>
>>>>> In late March or early April 1945, I was assigned to help guard a
POW
>>>>> camp near Andernach along the Rhine. I had four years of high school
>>>>> German, so I was able to talk to the prisoners, although this was
>>>>> forbidden.
>>>>>
>>>>> Gradually, however, I was used as an interpreter and asked to ferret
>>>>> out the S.S. (I found none.)
>>>>>
>>>>> In Andernach, between 50,000 and 65,000 prisoners, ranging in age
from
>>>>> very young teens to very old men, were crowded together in an open
>>>>> field surrounded by barbed wire. The women were kept in a separate
>>>>> enclosure which I did not see until later. The men I guarded had no
>>>>> tents or other shelter, no blankets and many had no coats.
Inadequate
>>>>> numbers of slit trenches were provided for excrement, and so the men
>>>>> lived and slept in the mud and increasing filth during a cold, wet
>>>>> spring. Their misery from exposure alone was evident.
>>>>>
>>>>> It was even more shocking to see them eating grass, sometimes
throwing
>>>>> it into a tin can containing a thin soup. They told me they did this
>>>>> hoping to ease their hunger pains. Soon their emaciation was
evident.
>>>>
>>>>> Dysentery raged and, too weak and crowded to reach the slit
trenches,
>>>>> they were increasingly sleeping in excrement. I saw no sign of
>>>>> provision for water, so the thin soup was their food and water for
the
>>>>> day. Some days there was bread, less than a slice each. Other days
>>>>> there was nothing.
>>>>>
>>>>> The sight of so many men desperate for food and water, sickening and
>>>>> dying before our eyes, is indescribable. Even now, I can only think
of
>>>>> it momentarily.
>>>>>
>>>>> We had ample food and supplies that could have been shared more
>>>>> humanely, and we could have offered some medical assistance, but did
>>>>> nothing. Only the dead were quickly and efficiently taken care of:
>>>>> hauled away to mass graves.
>>>>>
>>>>> My outrage reached the point that I protested to my officers, but I
>>>>> was met with hostility or bland indifference. When pressed, they
>>>>> explained they were under strict orders from "higher up". No officer
>>>>> would dare to systematically do this to over 50,000 prisoners if he
>>>>> felt he was violating general policy and subject to court martial.
The
>>>>> term "war criminal" was just beginning to come into fa****on.
>>>>>
>>>>> Realizing my protests were useless, I asked a friend working in the
>>>>> kitchen if he could slip me some extra food for the prisoners. He
too
>>>>> repeated that they were under strict orders to severely ration the
>>>>> prisoners' food, and that these orders came from "higher up". But he
>>>>> said they had more food than they knew what to do with and would
sneak
>>>>> me some.
>>>>>
>>>>> When I threw this food over the barbed wires to the prisoners I was
>>>>> caught and threatened with imprisonment. I repeated the "offense",
and
>>>>> one officer threatened to shoot me. I naturally assumed this was a
>>>>> bluff, but I began to have some doubts after I encountered a captain
>>>>> on a hill above the Rhine shooting down at a group of German
civilian
>>>>> women with his .45 caliber pistol. When I asked, "Why?" he mumbled,
>>>>> "Target practice," and fired until his pistol was empty. I saw the
>>>>> women running for cover, but, at that distance, couldn't tell if any
>>>>> had been hit.
>>>>>
>>>>> This is when I more fully realized I was dealing with some
>>>>> cold-blooded killers filled with moralistic hatred. They considered
>>>>> the Germans sub-human and worthy of extermination; another
expression
>>>>> of the downward spiral of racism. Articles in the G.I. newspaper,
>>>>> Stars & Stripes, played up the Nazi concentration camps, complete
with
>>>>> photographs of emaciated bodies; this amplified our self-righteous
>>>>> cruelty and made it easier to imitate behavior we were supposed to
>>>>> oppose. Also, I think, soldiers not exposed to combat were trying to
>>>>> prove how tough they were by taking it out on the prisoners and
>>>>> civilians. At least, many combat soldiers told me later they would
not
>>>>> have tolerated this, for they combined hatred with respect for a
>>>>> courageous enemy.
>>>>>
>>>>> The prisoners I spoke to were mostly simple farmers and workingmen,
as
>>>>> ignorant, albeit nationalistic, as many of our own troops. I heard
>>>>> many versions of "my country, right or wrong, my country," which we
>>>>> still hear in our own country today.
>>>>>
>>>>> As time went on, many of them lapsed into a Zombie-like state of
>>>>> listlessness. Others, maddened by thirst, tried to escape in a
>>>>> desperate or suicidal fa****on, running through open fields in broad
>>>>> daylight towards the Rhine to quench their thirst. They were mowed
>>>>> down.
>>>>>
>>>>> Some prisoners were extremely eager for cigarettes, saying they took
>>>>> the edge off their hunger. Accordingly, some enterprising G.I.
"Yankee
>>>>> traders" were acquiring hordes of wrist watches and rings in
exchange
>>>>> for handfuls of cigarettes or less. When I began throwing cartons of
>>>>> cigar-ettes to the prisoners to ruin this trade, I found myself
>>>>> threatened by rank-and-file G.I.s also. At least this taught me an
>>>>> indelible lesson: how wrong majorities and authorities can be.
>>>>>
>>>>> A bright spot in this gloomy picture came, oddly enough, one night
>>>>> when I was put on the "graveyard ****ft", from two to four A.M.
>>>>> Actually, there was a graveyard on the uphill side of this
enclosure,
>>>>> not many yards away. My superiors had forgotten to give me a
>>>>> flashlight and I hadn't bothered to ask, being disgusted with the
>>>>> whole situation by that time. It was a fairly bright night and I
soon
>>>>> became aware of a prisoner crawling under the wires to the
graveyard.
>>>>> We were supposed to shoot escapees on sight, so I started to get up
to
>>>>> warn him to get back. Suddenly I noticed another prisoner crawling
>>>>> from the graveyard back to the enclosure. They were risking their
>>>>> lives to get to the graveyard for something; I had to investigate.
>>>>>
>>>>> When I entered the gloom of this shrubby, tree-shaded cemetery, I
>>>>> never felt more vulnerable, but somehow curiosity kept me going.
>>>>> Despite my caution, I tripped over the legs of someone in a prone
>>>>> position. Whipping my rifle around while stumbling and trying to
>>>>> regain composure of mind and body, I soon was relieved I hadn't
>>>>> reflexively fired. The figure sat up, moving erratically. Gradually
I
>>>>> could see the beautiful but terror-stricken face of a woman with a
>>>>> picnic basket nearby. German civilians were not allowed to feed, nor
>>>>> even come near, the prisoners, so I quickly assured her I approved
of
>>>>> what she was doing, not to be afraid, and that I would leave the
>>>>> graveyard to get out of the way, telling no one.
>>>>>
>>>>> I left the graveyard as quickly as possible and sat down, leaning
>>>>> against a tree at the edge CF the cemetary to be inconspicuous and
not
>>>>> frighten the prisoners. I imagined then, and often since, what it
>>>>> would be like to be a prisoner under those conditions and meet a
>>>>> beautiful woman with a picnic basket. I never saw her again, but I
>>>>> have never forgotten her face.
>>>>>
>>>>> While I watched, more prisoners crawled to and from the enclosure. I
>>>>> saw they were dragging food back to their comrades and could only
>>>>> admire their courage and devotion. As I walked back to my quarters
at
>>>>> the end of my ****ft, a nightingale and I were singing -- both felt a
>>>>> touch of spring.
>>>>>
>>>>> (I originally did not intend to reveal the following incident, for
it
>>>>> moves into a realm termed "mystical". However, for me, it was an
>>>>> extremely significant experience, changing my life, providing a
light
>>>>> no darkness can extinguish. It must be told, hoping it will foster
>>>>> understanding.)
>>>>>
>>>>> On May 8, V.E. day, I decided to celebrate with some prisoners I was
>>>>> guarding who were baking bread, meager amounts of which the other
>>>>> prisoners occasionally received. This group had all the bread they
>>>>> could eat, and shared the jovial mood generated by the end of the
war.
>>>>> We all thought we would be going home soon, a pathetic hope on their
>>>>> part. We were in what was to become the French zone, and I later
>>>>> witnessed the brutality of the French soldiers when we transferred
our
>>>>> prisoners to them for their slave labor camps (see below).
>>>>>
>>>>> However, on this day we were happy.
>>>>>
>>>>> After chatting with them about the potentials of peace for the rest
of
>>>>> our lives, I decided to risk a gesture of trust that objectively
would
>>>>> seem foolish. I emptied my rifle and stood it in the corner. They
>>>>> tested me further by asking to play with it, and I agreed.
Intuitively
>>>>> I felt I could rely on their sense of honor not to attack me, for
they
>>>>> knew they too were being tested. This thoroughly 'broke the ice',
and
>>>>> soon we were singing songs we taught each other or I had learned in
>>>>> high school German ("Du, du, liegst mir im Herzen"). Out of
gratitude,
>>>>> they secretly baked a small sweet bread and insisted I take it,
>>>>> explaining it was the only possible gift they had left to offer.
>>>>> Expressing my gratitude with a lump in my throat, I put it in my
tight
>>>>> "Eisenhower jacket" so I could sneak it back to my barracks. I later
>>>>> found an op****tunity to eat it outside.
>>>>>
>>>>> Never had bread tasted more delicious, nor conveyed to me a deeper
>>>>> sense of communion while eating it. A wonderful feeling pervaded me,
>>>>> gently opening me to an intimation of the Oneness of all Being.
>>>>> Through those prisoners I sensed the ~cosmic presence of what has
been
>>>>> called the Christ, Buddha-nature, or, perhaps most aptly, the
>>>>> Ineffable: cosmically present, but hidden and apparently separate,
>>>>> until revealed in the wholeness of the giving of the self. Even
within
>>>>> the horror humans had created, I was taught a path to redemption may
>>>>> open by taking a first, tentative step in the direction of love,
>>>>> understanding and forgiveness. This above all the prisoners taught
me:
>>>>> not only are we all potentially humane humans, there is divinity
>>>>> within us waiting for us to dissolve the defensive ****eld of ego. I
>>>>> was pleased to discover later the words of Matthew 25:34-46,
>>>>> expressing the potential within prisoners and all who are at our
>>>>> mercy.
>>>>>
>>>>> Shortly after this experience I was plunged into even greater
horror.
>>>>> Some of our weak and sickly prisoners were being marched off by
French
>>>>> soldiers to their camp. The truck we were on first passed another
>>>>> truck picking up bodies along the side of the road, and then came up
>>>>> behind a slowly moving column of men. Tem****arily we slowed down and
>>>>> remained behind, perhaps because the driver was as shocked as I was.
>>>>> The French soldiers were apparently incensed at the poor condition
of
>>>>> our prisoners, not only for labor but for marching to another camp.
>>>>> Whenever a prisoner staggered or dropped back, the French clubbed
him
>>>>> to death and then dragged him to the side of the road. For many,
this
>>>>> quick death might have been preferable to their prolonged suffering.
>>>>> Even gas would have been more merciful than our murder by neglect in
>>>>> our slow 'killing fields'.
>>>>>
>>>>> When I saw the German women held in a separate enclosure, I asked
why
>>>>> we were keeping them. I was told they were "camp followers",
selected
>>>>> as breeding stock for the S.S. to create a super-race. We provided
>>>>> them with tents but they were extremely hungry. I spoke to some and
>>>>> must say they were still spirited and attractive. However, I believe
I
>>>>> was objective enough when I told all concerned that I didn't think
>>>>> they deserved our treatment.
>>>>>
>>>>> As an interpreter, I was able to prevent some particularly
unfortunate
>>>>> arrests. One somewhat amusing incident occurred during a pre-dawn
raid
>>>>> we conducted on a town to discover Nazis or arms. An old farmer was
>>>>> being dragged away by some soldiers. I was told he had a "fancy Nazi
>>>>> medal", which they showed to me. Fortunately, I had a chart
>>>>> identifying such medals. He had been awarded it for having five or
>>>>> more children! Perhaps his wife was somewhat relieved to get him
"off
>>>>> her back", but I didn't think one of our 'death camps' was a fair
>>>>> punishment for his contribution to Germany. The soldiers agreed and
>>>>> released him to continue his "dirty work".
>>>>>
>>>>> Famine was spreading amongst German civilians also. It was a common
>>>>> sight to see German women up to their elbows in our garbage cans
>>>>> looking for something edible -- that is, when they weren't chased
>>>>> away.
>>>>>
>>>>> When I interviewed mayors of small towns and villages, I was told
>>>>> their supply of food had been taken away by "displaced persons"
>>>>> (foreigners who had worked in Germany), who packed the food on
trucks
>>>>> and drove away. When I re****ted this, the response was a shrug or an
>>>>> expression of helplessness.
>>>>>
>>>>> Although the Red Cross coffee and doughnut stands were available
>>>>> everywhere for us, I never saw any Red Cross in the prison camps or
>>>>> helping the civilians. While my girlfriend had all the "contraband"
>>>>> doughnuts she could eat, most Germans had to share their meager
hidden
>>>>> stores and wait until the next harvest.
>>>>>
>>>>> This hunger undoubtedly made many German women more "available",
but,
>>>>> despite this, rape was incredibly prevalent and often accompanied by
>>>>> additional violence. I particularly remember a charming eighteen
year
>>>>> old girl who had several unsuccessful suitors and was "just friends"
>>>>> with me, who had the side of her face smashed with a rifle butt and
>>>>> was then raped by two G.I.s. The casual shooting of German civilians
>>>>> also continued, usually by drunken soldiers who would tell of this
as
>>>>> something amusing. All too many G.I.s gave the impression they were
>>>>> 1ike animals released from cages, free to do what they liked because
>>>>> they were dealing with yet a lower species of animal, a reverse
>>>>> racism, inflamed by our propaganda. However, even the French
>>>>> complained to me that our rape and drunken destructive behavior in
>>>>> their country was excessive. When we had arrived in Le Havre, we had
>>>>> been given booklets instructing us that the Germans had maintained a
>>>>> high standard of behavior with French civilians who were peaceful,
and
>>>>> that we should do the same. In this we failed miserably.
>>>>>
>>>>> So what? we might still say. The enemies' atrocities were worse than
>>>>> ours. Certainly my experiences were only of the last phases of the
>>>>> war, when we were already clearly the victors. The Nazi op****tunity
>>>>> for atrocities had faded and ours was unleashed. But we might have
>>>>> learned the simple lesson that two wrongs do not make a right.
Perhaps
>>>>> we might even have broken the cycle of vengeful retaliation and
>>>>> unbridled hatred, fed by racism, that has plagued human history and
>>>>> blighted human potential all to long. Instead, we committed our own
>>>>> atrocities and now are clinging to a cover-up. That is why I am
>>>>> speaking out now, forty-five years after the crime. We can never
>>>>> prevent individual war crimes, but we can, if enough of us speak
out,
>>>>> influence government policy. We can reject government propaganda
that
>>>>> depicts our enemies as subhuman and encourages the kinds of outrages
I
>>>>> witnessed. We can protest the bombing of civilian targets, which
still
>>>>> goes on today. (I will never forget the sickly sweet smell of
rotting
>>>>> human flesh rising from the shattered remains of the cities and
towns
>>>>> I entered.) And we can refuse ever to condone our government' s
murder
>>>>> of unarmed and defeated prisoners of war.
>>>>>
>>>>> I realized it's difficult to admit witnessing a crime of this
>>>>> magnitude, especially if implicated oneself. Even G.I .s sympathetic
>>>>> to the victims told me they were afraid to oppose so massive a
policy
>>>>> that would surely seek to cover its tracks. I never heard this
>>>>> directly from an officer, but it was the belief of the rank-and-file
>>>>> G.I.s I spoke to that we were not to "talk" because, first, no one
>>>>> would believe us, and second, we would surely get into trouble. They
>>>>> all insisted it was better not to talk, and slowly I too realized it
>>>>> would be futile and dangerous. That is, until now, thanks to James
>>>>> Bacque and Pat Buchanan. This is not to say the danger has passed.
>>>>> Since I "spoke out" recently, my mailbox has been smashed and I have
>>>>> received threatening phone calls. But I believe it is worth the
risk.
>>>>> Writing about these atrocities has been a catharsis of feelings
>>>>> suppressed too long, a liberation, and perhaps will remind other
>>>>> witnesses and citizens -that "the truth shall make us free, have no
>>>>> fear." And, in any case, "the truth shall out".
>>>>>
>>>>> We may even learn a supreme lesson from all this: Hate is
>>>>> self-destructive; only love can conquer and evolve all as One.
>>>>>
>>>>> Martin Brech
>>>>> (Adjunct Professor,
>>>>> Philosophy & Religion,
>>>>> Mercy College;
>>>>> Ex-G.I., Finally Free)
>>>>> Martin Brech, 187 Archer Road, Mahopac, NY 10541, Tel.: 914-628-6301
>>>>>
>>>>> James Bacque: Did the Allies starve millions of Germans?
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"All truth passes through three stages.
First, it is ridiculed, second it is violently opposed,
and third, it is accepted as self-evident."
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(405) 524-0576
together with
Boris Dynin <boris@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> = NAMBLA executive &
Henry<hermcam@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> who like
late night discussions, even from Stormfront,
Christian Identity, Pamyat, Aryan Nations, etc.
I am together with McVay, regional managers for NAMBLA.
We like young children, so that we can train them our way.
CALL late nights to discuss: (408) 773-0984
Email me: boris@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
, boris@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
or even
VISIT me at:
55 Chumasero Drive, Daly City, San Francisco 94132
Ken McVay invites callers,and visitors,to his homo***uals escorts
office: VISIT at:
#5 - 1601 - Bowen Road, Nanaimo, B.C., Canada, or my home at:
Apt. 3108 - 995 Bowen Road, Nanaimo, B.C., Canada
or call: 1-250-616-9431
As everyone can see McVay takes it as a compliment when he is
called a "confessed child-molester" and the additional material
should give an indication as to the why.
"I am weary of seeing the issue of "child ****" blown out of
pro****tion (I've been on and around the Net since 1988, and have
yet to come across anything I'd consider "child ****." I've
seen photos of ****d children, but then I've got some of those in
my family photo album, and fail to see the harm, or any great
moral danger to our society)." - Nizkor Director Ken McVay
http://www.spectacle.org/695/mcvay.html
[Many paedophiles
also have family albums with ****d children photos in them.]
Look at Ken McVay's photo and ask yourselves; "Does he not look like
a disheveled unkempt pervert or someone who would molest your child
even if he or she were not ****d"?
http://www.protocol.gov.bc.ca/protocol/prgs/obc/1995/1995_KMcVay.jpg
For detailed and documented evidence of McVay's questionable
background and details of convictions, please refer to Dr.David Michael's
detailed expose on McVay. McVay is a distraught paranoid molseter, and is
known for claiming that anyone who refutes his lies must be a grosvenor!!
It is also suspected that McVay fabricates responses using aliases, just
to justify his existence to his ZHID masters.
Since I am a female, I also like to receive many calls, to discuss
NAMBLA,lesbianism, JEW atrocities and similar.
Email me, ****ksa Susan Cohen at: FlaviaR@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
especially late
nights.
Also,be sure to include me on maillists:
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On Sun, 14 May 2006 21:56:15 +1000, "Ben Cramer"
<[remove]bencramer7@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote:
>"kilgore" <jomama@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message
>news:xKE9g.4818$Sh3.2770@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>> George wrote:
>>> "Ben Cramer" <[remove]bencramer7@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
> wrote in message
>>> news:e4422j$ij6$1@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
>>>> http://www.cyberussr.com/hcunn/for/us-germany-pow.html
>>> They got over it, Ben. Digging up the past as you do only makes you a
>>> bitter man. But then, I doubt if there is a cure for you in that
>>> respect.
>>> George
>> I lost a daughter in 95. I will never get over it. Im sure the close
>> relatives of these people as well as the thousands of German children
who
>> were starved to death in Denmark will be remembered for quite some
time.
>> The present political climate in Germany is run by people who answer to
>> Wa****ngton and Israel.When the Jews say JUMP, the Krauts say Wie hoch?
>Sad, but very true.
>> "All truth passes through three stages.
>> First, it is ridiculed,
>> second it is violently opposed, &
>> third, it is accepted as self-evident."
>>
>> - Arthur Schopenhauer, Philosopher, 1788-1860
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