April 1, 2013

Hadding Scott fills in for Carolyn as guest-host. He uses facts from Adolf Hitler’s own writings to debunk lies about him that originated in the propaganda of the Second World War.

In the second hour, Hadding discusses the psychology of the Negro.

Image: Former British Prime Minister David Lloyd George with Adolf Hitler in Sept. 1936

It is with pride and pleasure that I present the continuation of the family his-story written by Willy Wenger that first appeared on March 14 under the title “the great hope: the German Reich.” Wenger was born in 1926 in Styria in the diminished independent nation of Austria, 'victim' of the Paris Peace Conference following WWI. Willy had a loving father and mother, and an older brother Leopold (named after their father) with whom he was very close. From the time Leopold Jr. first began to speak, he was called “Bibi” (a mispronounciation of Bubi by the child), a nickname that took hold with family and friends all the way through high school and beyond. However, when Leopold, Jr. went to the NSDAP Napoli school in Pomerania and entered pilot training in the Luftwaffe, he naturally did not want to be called Bibi, and he became known by the nickname 'Poldi. More will be forthcoming on that period of his life; for now I am leaving the name 'Bibi' as it appears in this written account because that is what Willy called him and still calls him today.

The Referendum of April 10th, 1938

By Willy Wenger

copyright 2013 Wilhelm Wenger and Carolyn Yeager

Translated by Hasso Castrup

Several months ago we had moved from the Timmerdorfer-Straße to Dreierschützenstraße No.16 where we had a larger apartment that belonged to the municipality. (Pictured below left with Willy, Gretl and their mother standing in front.) It consisted of a kitchen, a pantry, a small room – a cabinet, as we call it in Austria – with two beds, and a spacious loggia opening on a large garden in the inner part of the massive block. There was also a large living room, and the parents bedroom, as well as a hall and the toilet. Gretl slept in a small bed in the parents' bedroom, while Bibi and I shared the cabinet. Our building accommodated the municipal baths, which had bath tubs and showers which we used frequently.

Election Day was Sunday, April 10, 1938, on Vati's [Dad's] 45th birthday. Many had predicted that the referendum would be a big success for the Nazi regime, and with the end result, all doubts were gone: the people decided and the result was convincing. Never in history has there been such a clear result: In Leoben, the vote was 99.83 per cent in favor – the proof of the willingness of the Ostmark to join the German Reich.

This result may be difficult to understand today, after so many decades have passed; especially the youth of today can hardly imagine the situation at that time. For us old folks, it's understandable. Our generation was not one bit dumber, but the time was totally different and the votes in favor of the referendum show the strength of the faith of millions, and our idealism.

The Grand Hotel and other public buildings in Leoben decorated for the referendum.

May 1st was also celebrated as never before."Work ennobles" was the saying from now on. The various companies organized outings, usually with the traditional raising of the Maypole. Dad went with the entire staff of the branch of his company, Lenhardt & Co., to Bruck where they celebrated with other colleagues at the company's headquarters. It's interesting to look at these pictures today. Almost everyone wears a hat, unlike now. Of course, the May Day was dominated by the new regime: swastika flags were everywhere. 

On the first of May, according to the old tradition, a fertility Maypole is raised. The ancient custom remained strong in our area, but is also maintained in some areas of Germany. According to ancient tradition, a young spruce, at least 30 meters in height, is cut down in the morning hours of the 30th April.  After the so-called "Schäpsen" (removal of the branches ), the tree must be "geschäpst" (debarked) according to tradition, so the evil spirits and witches cannot hide under the bark, dressed as beetles. The green top of the tree is preserved because, according to tradition, that is where the gods live. Wreaths symbolize the female element which is penetrated by the male element, the stem. The top of the maypole is decorated with colorful ribbons.

Mayday 1938 company celebraton at A. Lendhardt & Co.

In some areas, figures representing artisans and farmers are placed at the top, too.  Robust youths watch over it during the night to prevent theft of the tree by young people from the neighboring villages. On May 1st the tree is slowly raised up and secured with the help of long poles, which can sometimes take up to two hours. The tradition forbids the use of technical equipment for raising the Maypole. In some places, full bottles of wine are attached to the wreath and the stem is smeared with soft soap to impede climbing the trunk by bold fellows. 

But this time the celebrations of the 1st of May also became a meeting of various National Socialist organizations, with parades and a lot of march music, in which all the people participated with excitement. But above all, there was a lot of dancing. The boys and girls wore their gorgeous costumes which gave the popular dance “Bandeltanz” an especially attractive, colorful appearance.

For the youth, tent camping was great fun

During the holidays, we went to the tent camp. It was great fun; we all loved the camp life. Once, we were at the famous Green Lake where I with the “Pimpfen” set up camp on a stream that flowed out directly from the icy green lake near Tragöß. The lake is emerald green and swells after snow-melt to several meters. The water was clear and clean, but … bitterly cold! And yet, we tried to harden ourselves and swam a short distance in the terribly icy waters. We cooked for ourselves and in the adjacent forest there were many games and competitions.

Grünen See, Styria's emerald-colored frigid-water lake

Another time we took part in a major annual gathering of Upper Styrian Hitler Youth at St. Michael. Their camp had new, large round white tents. Early in the morning there was a roll call and the camp flag was solemnly hoisted, accompanied by fanfares and drums. The young people always had a lot of black flags with the symbol of the “Pimpfe,” while the older boys had large banners with the emblem of Hitler Youth. Every group (Gefolgschaft) had their own drums and fanfares which gave their entry into the camp a solemn character. In the evening there was usually campfire; we crowded around it, singing happy songs. We all had a great time and regretted when it was time to leave these adventurous camps.  

St. Michael Upper Styrian Hitler Youth campground, an annual event

We have all grown together into a single community and talked a lot with each other. Even at school, we now had a much closer relationship both with our classmates and the superiors, the entire faculty. One no longer had the feeling of suppression. We could understand one another and enjoy ourselves with the teachers, while still respecting each other. Due to the fact that we now had girls in the class, we were less rowdy.

In the fall, we now and then got a few days off from school, sent by the H-J to help the farmers bring in the harvest – and do other necessary work in the barn or in the field – everywhere we helped with great zeal. It was always pleasant work, and afterward the farmer served a powerful, nutritious meal that we were always excited about in advance.

Life at home amid a patriotic population

 As already mentioned, we lived in the Dreierschützenstraße, named after the soldiers of the Mountain Infantry Regiment, which was located just a few doors from us in the Leobner barracks. I liked to observe them at drills. These Alpine troops had smaller horses, pack animals that carried gun barrels on their sides, and wheels for the guns and ammunition boxes. I distinctly remember an incident that has remained in my memory. One of the soldiers was kicked by a horse in the lower abdomen. He was obediently signed off by his superior before he lost consciousness and fell down. That gave me a respect for horses. Ever since, I have always made a big circle around these animals.

Our building bordered on a very large corner house where the district headquarters of the NSDAP in the district of Leoben had its head office. Before the Anschluss it had been the seat of the Austrian Fatherland Front. Now, there was more lively activity there which we watched from the living room window.  From here we also saw the square in front of the church and the railway bridge which spanned the river Mur flowing near-by, and the railway station. 

One day my school colleague Helmut Terlep told me: "Your mother is going to have a baby." He had recognized it through her waist circumference (he later became a doctor).  I had not known it nor noticed. But there is a history to it. Adolf Hitler had some time earlier stressed in a speech that a German family must have at least four children. And these words appear to have been taken very seriously by many people. I knew a few families who had not had children for several years and now, suddenly, came the "laggards" into the world in 1939. The same happened at the Holzers. Our youngest brother, Wolfgang Gerhard, was also born in 1939.

Bibi was quite engaged in the Hitler Youth. He had many friends from the illegal time, with whom he spent happy hours. In the meantime he had become Gefolgschaftsführer, bringing with it more commitments. He also visited several camps, especially during the school holidays. Dad took me very often on bicycle tours around the Leoben area.  He had a small seat on the handlebars, so that Gretl could always accompany us. Mom preferred to stay at home. In the fall, Bibi traveled, this time by train, to the NSDAP Rally at Nuremberg which he had visited by bicycle in the previous year as an illegal Hitler Youth. This time, his friend Gilbert, who was a party member,  went with him.

We are three good friends: Bibi, Gretl and Willy

Like Bibi, Dad was always busy as a political leader in the local party organization of Leoben. He had to supervise the entire block in which we lived. Besides, he had, like many businessmen, also registered for technical self-defense and assisted with their  missions. The Technical Emergency (TN) was a kind of voluntary firefighting organization. The men joined together in emergencies, catastrophes, supported the firefighters and helped the farmers where it was necessary. In Leoben, the TN had two motor vehicles: a truck and a terrain car, similar to the later "Haflinger," only bigger. It was an event when Dad, who was the driver of the off-roader, brought this vehicle to the garage located in a courtyard in the Gösserstrasse. He had to drive about 10 steps up, which in the middle of the city was not fun. Dad had to collect the modern vehicle in central Germany, so it was fortunate that he had gotten a driving license some years previous at the company where he now had a senior position. He only had to take an additional test for off-road driving. 

Dad is 3rd on the right of the Technical Emergency (TN) volunteers for quick assistance, and (right) the driver of the small terrain vehicle, both owned by the TN.

Leopold Wenger Sr. stands in the center of the local political group in 1938

1939 and the Napola School

The political situation deteriorated in the course of 1939

In the New Year we had a lot to learn in school. Along with Latin we had to cram also for English. Our professor was a younger man, Mr. Molterer, whom we also had for sports lessons. It was a time when our behavior was quite boisterous. Once, some classmates had smeared the sliding chalkboard at the edges with curd cheese that smelled quite strongly ... Prof. Molterer took it in a stride and said that when he was in high school they had played much worse jokes. Of course, this was the reason that some of the rascals brought a few stink bombs into the classroom and the stench was really brutal. As a consequence, we had to stay behind.

Another time, one had placed a piece of wood on the top edge of the classroom door. Of course, it hit our class teacher, Pessl, directly in the head and again it meant detention. We had another teacher who at the beginning of class, quick as lightning tore open the door and literally rushed in. We clowns lifted the door off its hinges and left it leaning. When he grabbed the door to come in, the door fell with a loud bang and the "urgent teacher" stood with both feet on the classroom door. 

Bibi's best friend, Gilbert Geisendorfer, also a Gefolgschaftsführer in H-J, at this time showed Bibi an ad in the Styrian Tagespost in which a German national educational institution in Pomerania was appealing to young Ostmarkboys. The advertisement invited the boys to report for an entrance exam in Berlin. The two comrades  deliberated and said, "We will present ourselves, and if we fail the test, well, then at least we have seen the capital.” Thus said and done, they sent in their applications, went to Berlin, passed the entrance exams and stayed in the old German Reich. In this way did they come to the Napola. It was a National Socialist educational institution, but  kind of a secret military academy for the training of Air Force officers.

On June 10, 1939 my brother Gerhard saw the light of day in the hospital of the miners in Seegraben. Now we were a real German family – reason enough for Mutti to get a Mother's Cross (shown right).

We celebrate the naming of Gerhard: Standing from left: Father, Mrs. Baschlberger, Bibi, Willy, Uncle Emil. Seated: Mother with Gerhard and Gretl.

Now, the roles were reversed again: Gerhard was in the center around which everything in the family revolved. Bibi learned of this birth in Köslin and was very happy to have a new little brother, as he expressed in his letters again and again. Finally, he was able to come during the summer holidays to Leoben for the official naming ceremony (instead of a baptism). Gerhard got a second first name, Adolf,  to honor the instigator of his existence.

On June 27,  1939 Bibi went with his classmates, the so-called Jungmänner (young men), to a glider course in Rositten on the Curonian Spit in East Prussia. On this 98 km-long peninsula with high sand dunes, next to a world-famous bird observatory, is a Reich-gliding school. The route of the railway there led through the Polish Corridor, which stood for some time at the focal point of political dispute between Poland and the German Reich, and should be recognized as one of the causes of the outbreak of World War II. At Danzig, they crossed the border. The cars were locked, but the uniforms of the Hitler Youth with the swastika bands often aroused displeasure in the Polish workers along the railway line. In their arrogance, the young Nazis certainly provoked the Poles by displaying their armbands from the car windows. And the Poles took turns threatening, cursing loudly and waving their fists in the air.

The weeks in Rositten were very nice. They had to pass the "B-test" for gliders. The aircraft SG 38 and Grunau Baby were pulled by a motorized winch to the necessary altitude and flight students learned to fly curves, circles and eights. Bibi reported that he was able to see for the first time moose which live there in the wild – from the air. The beaches were gorgeous with their high sand dunes. In their spare time they went on searches for the yellow amber, and Bibi brought us some small pebbles. The trip back through the corridor was similar to the journey there. Just eight weeks later the Second World War began here. Bibi then spent several weeks in Leoben. But still wanting to get some spare change, he wanted to work and Dad took him into his company as a roofing worker, which was probably hard labor, but at least it gave him a little extra money which he could always use.   

Bibi chooses to work for Dad as a laborer during school holiday, in full summer heat.

In late August Bibi returned to Köslin and was now in the graduating class. We often got his letters and I found it always of great interest to read his reports. After the glider stage he needed, like all these young men, to get a driver's license for motorcycles and cars. For this purpose they took a course in a Pomeranian town (Dramburg). I was very impressed by all this. At that time, the only connection we had was by the mail. We could communicate only through letters; almost no private person had a telephone. For birthdays, we sent and received congratulations by telegram. Thus, we were forced to exercise patience.

In the floodplain near Leoben we held our evenings for the Jungvolk, and here we had our parade ground. Once, one of the Hitler Youth leaders asked me to take over the leadership of a youth group. Under his oversight, I had to command,"Stand still,” then "dismissed," then "to the left or right, look to the left", etc. I felt like an artist who is teaching his puppets to dance. As the whole team had to do it in unison, everything suddenly seemed so unnatural. It seemed so funny that I laughed after each command because the young men were dancing to my tune. I think I must have made ​a very ridiculous figure. I don't seem to have been created to be a tamer of a youth squad.

We followed the conference in Munich in the newsreels at the cinema. We saw the pictures of the entry of the German troops in the Sudetenland,  of the occupation of Czechoslovakia, of the declaration of a German protectorate and we were thrilled that our Führer united these countries into the Greater German Reich. We were convinced that Danzig also had to be occupied. All the former territories which had been taken by the Treaty of Versailles from the German Reich were again being united. All these occupations were widely welcomed, especially as it went without bloodshed. Now we wanted East Prussia, which was like an island separated from the Reich, to be at least connected with the mainland by a corridor, which of course was met with violent resistance in Poland.

The situation became precarious and ultimately led to the start of World War II. Hitler pushed into Poland on the 1st of September 1939. Just two days later, on 3rd September, Britain declared war on the German Reich and France joined in ... and not vice versa, as is often falsely said. The war was actually forced on the German people, which many often do not want to admit today. So stupid not even Hitler could be to want to engage in a two-front war. On the contrary, he tried all means to keep the Allies, especially England, out of the war. In the back of his mind he was already thinking about the crackdown on and destruction of Bolshevism, and an expansion of the German Reich in the East (after Germany was deprived by the Treaty of Versailles of all its colonies).  

Hitler was aware that the German Reich never would recover these colonies. But he always flirted with the idea of ​​expanding the German Reich to the east. The war with Poland probably seemed a welcome opportunity to carry out his plans. And subsequently, he expected to destroy Bolshevism quickly. But he wanted by all means to prevent war with the Western powersBritain and France – definitely not to engage in a war on two fronts, which for a logical thinker should be understandable.

Therefore, the surprising declaration of war by the British and French governments on 3 September 1939 met with incomprehension, because all the previous diplomatic negotiations suggested rather an understanding of the Western powers, especially of Britain, with Germany. One need only read about the agreement at a conference in Munich, where Chamberlain expressed loudly his enthusiasm for Germany and Hitler and then proudly presented the agreement to the world. It is now known that Hitler had a friendly correspondence with the Duke of Windsor, the abdicated former British king. As late as August 1939, the Swedish industrialist B. Dahlerus, a personal friend of Hermann Göring, made ​​several trips to London to negotiate with the British government to smooth the exchange of views and enable the rapprochement to the German Reich. It was widely known that Rudolf Hess had an English wife and thus  excellent relations to the English aristocracy. Therefore, the German people could not understand the declaration of war by the British Government.

The Second World War has, contrary to all promises of "no more war,” broken out!

German Christians celebrate Luthertag (Martin Luther Day) in Berlin in 1933; Bishop Hossenfelder speaks.

"A Fighting Christianity,"with Carolyn Yeager substituting for Bill Finck on Christogenea Saturday on November 12, 2011, is too good to be forgotten back in the archives. It is about an hour and a half.

Carolyn shares her research on the Christian beliefs found in National Socialism, and the many interesting figures who were involved - sometimes in squabbles. This German Christianity was racial and national, not universalist.

Hitler said in Berlin in 1933, maybe at the event pictured above: We were convinced that the people needs and requres this faith. We have therefore undertaken the fight against the atheistic movement, and that not merely with a few theoretical declarations - we have stamped it out.

April 8, 2013

Hadding Scott returns to guest-host The Heretics’ Hour again with some thought-provoking subject matter.

It is often said that Hitler’s big mistake was invading Russia. Why did he do it? For Lebensraum? For resources? It turns out that neither of these traditional explanations is correct. In the second hour: are the Negro’s present difficulties in American society a legacy of slavery?

Image: Hitler at the map table with Army Commander-in-Chief Brauchitsch and others, including Friedrich Paulus (2nd from left).

April 20, 2013

Adolf Hitler’s 124th birthday is celebrated with proof of his amazing popularity and face-name recognition. Examples of oratory by himself and by others praising him is read and commented on. Carolyn also brings up some news stories showing the abject fear exhibited by the enemies of mankind whenever a positive feeling toward Hitler might in some way be exposed by their institutions or media.

When all is taken into consideration, it’s clear that the German Führer is, at the very least, the single best-known historical personality in the world today.  I would say that’s quite a success story.

Image: An example of Hitler's amazing recognizability from only two shapes, demonstrating he has penetrated the consciousness of the entire world population.

August 22, 2013

Why didn’t Hitler address the German nation considering its defeat as the Emperor Hirohito did in Japan? Why was Hirohito allowed to live and continue his reign, while Hitler and his party had to be eradicated totally? Why was Japan allowed to keep its industrial capacity and participate in world trade, but Germany not. One reason is the difference between Dwight David Eisenhower (the terrible Swedish Jew) and Douglas MacArthur.

Image:  FM Wilhelm Keitel, Chief of Army (center) with Chief of the Luftwaffe Stumpff (left), Admiral Friedeberg of the Kriegsmarine (right) are forced by Eisenhower's threats to surrender to the Soviet Union on May 8, 1945 in Berlin-Karlhorst.

Carolyn also looks at the continuing media attention to the  “problem” of antisemitism and what to do about it. Friday, April 26 is the 100th anniversary of the rape/murder of 13-year-old Mary Phagan by the Jew Leo Frank in Atlanta, Ga. The Anti-Defamation League was created 100 years ago to defend Frank and has been doing its best to prevent justice for Jews ever since.

May 11, 2013

Frazier Glenn Miller Jr, founded and built the only White people’s party ever in the U.S. – the White Patriot Party– between 1980 to 1986, with a peak membership of around 5000. His organization was brought down by Morris Dee’s Southern Poverty Law Center, based on the wording of a court document Miller signed. Miller’s perfectly legal organizing was both blessed and cursed by his voluntary association with The Order, a now-legendary outlaw group headed by Robert Mathews. Glenn wrote about all this in his book “A White Man Speaks Out.” 

• His two greatest influences are William Pierce and Ed Fields, whom he first read in the 1970′s;
• The difference between a great writer and a great leader;
•  The effect of the Internet on pro-White activity for good or ill;
• Best options for activism now include running for office in order to get the message out;
• And more.

Glenn Miller is one of those rare men who stepped up as a real leader and continued in that capacity, in spite of personal cost, for as long as he was allowed to.  How many can say the same? Robert from St. Louis called in the 2nd half to discuss “waking up” and how to carry out activism today.

From Leopold Wenger's Trip Diary

The Great Ride to Nuremberg
for the N-S Party Convention of 1937

copyright 2013 Wilhelm Wenger

Translated from the German by Wilfried Heink

Day one - passing the Dachstein mountains on the way to Schladming.

Sunday, August 29, 1937. My buddy Franz and I left Leoben at 6am. When passing the train station I suddenly discovered that I had left my canteen, full of tea, at home. I had no choice but to turn back.

We then continued. It was still cold, and also foggy; our clothes were soon damp. But the fog lifted and at Mauten we stopped for breakfast. Then a headwind picked up, making travel up the Schober Pass difficult. At the top we stopped at a farm to drink some milk; Franz encountered a little mishap but at 11:30 we arrived in Trieben. We did not stop, passed the Wörschach airport and at noon we were already passed Steinach. We rode through an open forest; later in open country with the sun beating down and stopped at an Inn in Diemlern for lunch. The ride from then on was boring, up to Gröbming when I noticed that the houses were different, almost flat roofs with boulders on them. We had climbed quite a ways up and now traveled downhill, the road condition changing. Passing Haus, we had our first glimpse of the Dachstein, with the peak hidden in clouds. At 4pm we arrived in Schladming; the town was celebrating the completion of a new church tower and we had problems getting through the crowds. Uphill from there, and at 4:30 we passed the border between Styria and Salzburg. We already had the Mandling pass behind us.

In half an hour we made it to Radstatt, having to push our bikes up a hill along the way. We looked for the hostel, found it outside the town and registered at 5:30. The pool was a welcome addition and in the evening a youth from Vienna joined us.

Monday, August 30, 1937. It took ‘till 9:30 for us to get our things together so we could finally leave. Downhill to Kreuzberg, then onto the road to Bischofshofen. The wind was from the side, better than headwind, and on towards Salzach. The Werfen castle could be seen from a distance. It then started to rain but soon stopped again. Passing the Luegg train station we noticed that the road was closed.

Salzach with the Werfen Castle

Tuesday, August 31, 1937. We met a Sudeten German in the morning, and since he was also heading for Nürnberg, we decided to travel together. We left early, Franz staying behind but planning to catch up. Thus I continued with Wilhelm Bechmit, whom we called “Charles with the Ark of the Covenant,” because his luggage was contained in a crate. We soon reached the Austria-German border, and after some formalities were allowed to move on.

Right: The road to Reichenhall

The international territory stretched on, the road following the border, but finally we entered Germany! At the customs we received receipts for our money and were allowed to travel on, no other formalities. We entered Bad Reichenhall and continued to follow the river Salzach, later resting beneath a colossal aerial cableway. Moving on, we passed two Hitler Youths and asked them if they are also on their way to Berchtesgaden. They laughed and told us that we were going in the wrong direction. We had no other choice but to turn back to Bad Reichenhall. Finding the correct road we continued, uphill, and along the border we could see a SS border guard. We had to dismount, it was hot and at the Hallthun train station we had reached the top. From here we could see the Watzmann and knew we were getting close.

At the Obersalzberg

Directions to the hostel were posted along the way; it was located outside the village - a brand new “Adolf Hitler Hostel”, the best I have ever seen. We registered and, since it was noon, ordered lunch. We sat on the terrace, amidst a group of people from all over: One from Hamburg, from Bavaria, two Americans, my Sudeten German friend and I, the Austrian, four nations together.  After a lunch of potato pancakes and cabbage, we stayed together and called ourselves the International Club. In the afternoon, we climbed the Salzberg with the Bavarian in the lead, a 1000m climb, which took us an hour. Up there, I saw minister Hermann Göring by chance and on the way back a rain shower surprised us. We ran to the train station and since a train was about ready to leave we purchased tickets (15 Pf.) and rode to the hostel--the International Club returning to base. Franz had arrived. We spent the evening playing games, also singing. The Hitler Youth Radio Chorus stayed here also.

Wednesday, September 1, 1937. It had rained the evening before but now it was nice. After a short breakfast, we were getting ready to leave but when we picked up our bikes we discovered that a bunch of others were also traveling our way, so we all rode together. We said good by to the International Cub, then back to Bad Reichenhall. We bought groceries, which would last until we reached Munich and then continued in the direction of Teisendorf.

Traveling group assembled at the Chiemsee

Along the road we noticed a number of large Reich labor service camps, housing the men needed to build the Autobahn. We stopped at a larger farm and all seven of us received some buttermilk and bread, free of charge. We then passed through a tunnel, the Autobahn above us, to later view the straight line of this gigantic Autobahn as we climbed. We reached Traunstein at noon and were very hungry. We again rode to a farm, six of us now (one had left) and purchased a big jug full of milk. We continued, almost bursting, but still raided a few fruit trees, the ripe fruit begging. Then the Chiemsee.  We rode along its shores to Seebrück, but unfortunately signs were posted all along: “No Swimming.” We continued and were able to go swimming when we were outside the village.

The water was cold but we swam to a structure erected by army engineers. We climbed up and chatted with a guard, with the island and castle Herren-Chiemsee in the background. We then swam back and it didn’t take us long to get to Hamhof, where we left the road and found a nice hostel. We placed luggage on our beds to show that they were occupied and then returned to the village to spend some time at an Inn, bowling. We returned at 8:30 and were read the riot act by the hostel Mom, who had become famous as we later found out. A few more songs and to bed.

Thursday, September 2, 1937. Next morning we rose early and left without breakfast, the packing of the bikes by now routine. But soon we again stopped at a farm to purchase bread and milk. We crossed the river Inn at Rosenheim; the town was festively decked out - some exhibition. We then passed an air force base, stopping to watch planes taking off and land, then continued raiding fruit trees again and at noon we were 27km from Munich.

We were hungry and one of us, from Augsburg, told us that there is a monastery close by, he had stayed in it, and surely we would get something to eat there, free. Around 1pm we arrived, but were told that nothing to eat is left over but to wait, something will be prepared. Fifteen minutes later two nuns appeared, carrying cutlery and a large pot of soup. We ate with relish and believed that this would be it, but no, we were then served meat, vegetables and salad. This really surprised us; we ate what we could but could not manage it all. A big jug of fruit juice finished the meal. We were stuffed, unable to continue our journey.

Served lunch at a Bavarian monastery

Franz lay in the grass, moaning. We were then allowed to view the beautiful rooms and finally continued, late. Heavy going at first, but we were nearing Munich and 15km outside the city the bicycle path started. We again passed an airport, a plane flying overhead, got lost but finally reached Munich. We passed the Maximilianeum, an imposing structure, then across the river Isar, bypassing the Church of my Lady and city hall to the train station. We were given directions to the hostel and arrived at 5pm. A little tour through town, then to bed at 9pm.

The House of German Art in Munich; below, Victory Gate

Friday, September 3, 1937. No bicycling on this day; we tried to take in as many of the places of interest as possible in a short time: The Temple of Honor (Ehrentemple), The Brown House, The Hall of Heroes (Heldenhalle), the War Memorial (Kriegerdenkmal), Victory Gate (Siegestor), the exhibition of  “deranged art,” the English Garden (Englischer Garten) and the House of German Art (Haus der deutschen Kunst). We went to bed in the evening dead tired.

The Temple of Honor (Ehrentemple), Munich 

The Eternal Guard (Die Erwige Wache)

Saturday, September 4, 1937. The nicest wake-up call in all of the hostels: At six, the warden of the hostel played his flute, then called out “Get up, comrades.” The last to rise had to sweep the whole place. I slept on the fourth floor. It was 8am by the time breakfast was over and we were packed; time to say goodbye for Franz and me. Our comrades, the lad from Augsburg, the one from Magdeburg as well as the Sudeten German “Charles with the Ark of the Covenant” (also called minister of finance, as he always managed to find something to eat for little money), planned on staying in Munich, but we had to travel on. As mentioned, we left at eight, and at the army barracks I had my only mechanical defect: a screw had come loose on the fender. The bicycle path was in great shape, we continued through a tunnel and a lad joined us. The road to Pfaffenhofen was almost straight and even. We saw troops, and just outside of Pfaffenhofen we entered hilly country and had to push our bikes at times.

Just outside of Ingolstadt it started to rain, but we continued and arrived in town at 3pm. The town gave the impression of a fortress, and rightly so—castle moats, bastions, walls with gun portals. We found a nice hostel near the Holy-Cross gateway, for now being the only occupants. After a late lunch we walked through town, first to the post office, finding my first letters from home. Market day at the town's square, people everywhere. At the hostel others had arrived, among them a youth from Westphalia, Heinz Borgmann. We visited the tourist information office to pick up some brochures, looked at churches inside and out, the Danube gate—the river still quite narrow here, and to bed at 9pm.

Sunday, September 5, 1937. It was already 8am before we rode off, four of us, and at 9am we were in the old Bishops residence, Eichstätt, having traveled at an average speed of 24kmh. The famous landmarks of this old town were everywhere; Willibald castle on one side, ruins on the other, the Monastery as well as many old Churches. Uphill from here on, not steep but impossible to ride. Markings in the stone showed how the river Altmühl had carved his bed, many holes in rock, with tunnels, easily viewed while pushing the bike. As we climbed, the view of the city, the castle and the monastery became more pronounced. No sun, therefore not too hot, and after a 200m climb we could ride again, but it was not a downhill ride but up and down all along. We rode through Weißenburg; we were in the center of the Franconian Jura. Up on a hill, then down again, not the most pleasant ride. We could now see banners strung over the roads and decorated with flags reading: “Welcome to Nürnberg.”

At 2pm we were in the city, saying good by to the others. We rode through town, old streets decorated with numerous flags (shown at right), past the Hotel ‘Deutscher Hof.’ Suddenly a loud roar from above, 450 heavy and light planes practiced the flyover, very impressive. We passed the Zeppelin meadow and ended up outside of Nürnberg, finding a place to stay in a farmer's hay barn because the city was filled to the brim. There we met two other boys, Rolf and Paul, who had also not found a place to stay in town and we made ourselves comfortable, planning on a lengthy stay. The farm was about 9km from town. In the evening, all four of us visited the Reich labor service camp and supper was served to us.

Right: One entrance to the Old Town (Die Altstadt) of Nurnberg.

Monday, September 6, 1937. We had slept well in the hay, got up at 7:30 and cooked our breakfast in the farmer's kitchen. After tidying up our place, we were ready to leave. On the street, we flagged down a car which took us into town, with one police check along the way. We were dropped off at Langwasser; we still had a long march ahead of us to reach our destination. [This is all that was recorded for this day. According to Willy Wenger, the boys surveyed the tent camp of the 38,000 RAD (Reich Labor Service) young men.]
    
Tuesday, September 7, 1937: We now decided on a day of rest, laying in the grass all day long soaking up the sun. In the evening we witnessed the practice for the light display, searchlights had been placed around the perimeter of the Zeppelin meadows.

Wednesday, September 8, 1937. Back to town in the morning, a truck driver gave us a ride. This was the Reich Labor Service day; from where we were we could see all the dignitaries of the Reich pass by in cars. A staff officer, who noticed us, gave us two tickets for the events; problem was, there were four of us, so we had to purchase two more. In the meantime, at 10:00, the columns of men were arriving, 38,000 of them marched past the Führer who was standing under the grandstand. We had climbed a light pole and could take it all in. When the parades were over we found a place in a stand at the Zeppelin meadows.

Now the shirtless young men from the Führer school marched onto the meadows – then the Führer spoke. The crowd erupted in cheers. The men from the Labor Service settled down on the meadows, their leaders passing out sweets and oranges, etc. Then the march through town. We, of course, got lost and only met up again in the evening at home—Paul and I not having eaten anything all day.

The Reich Labor Service assembled on the Zeppelin Field

Watching the RAD march on the Zeppelin meadow

Thursday, September 9, 1937. Today we left at noon for town, Franz and Rolf were to follow with something to eat. At 6:00pm we were to meet at the post office. There was a lot of commotion in town; huge masses of people were crowding the streets wearing uniforms not from Nürnberg. We walked passed the Deutscher Hof hotel, the place where the Führer was staying, the colors of the Führer flying in the breeze on the roof. The Führer was home. Impossible to imagine the crowds around the hotel; I almost lost Paul. One just had to go where the crowd did, no turning left or right freely; all were waiting for the Führer to appear.

Right: Hitler appears on balcony.

I was extremely lucky that after only 10 minutes one of the balcony doors opened and the Führer stepped out to greet the crowd. The four thousand or so present broke out in cheers, the hail shouts not ending even after the Führer had left. When the crowds dispersed I was able to make my way right up to the barrier that was cordoning off the wide walkway between the hotel and the street. I had to wait for quite some time—political dignitaries passed by at times, the two SS honor guards saluting smartly. The SS guards were relieved every hour, an impressive ritual, the two of them marching by in cadence.

At 3:00, the  Führer appeared again on the balcony, a repetition of the first, with again loud cheers from the crowd. We heard that the Führer was to leave at 4 o’clock for the Congress Hall; all waited with anticipation.

Dr. Joseph Goebbels leaves the hotel for the Congress Hall at the rally grounds

An additional honor guard was deployed—12 men, two officers as well as a drummer. Several leaders of the Party (Goebbels, Baldur von Schirach, Heß, and others) left in their cars, greeted fanatically by the crowd when they appeared. Then a motorcycle with a side car, a big yellow flag attached to it, left and we all knew that the Führer would come out in ten minutes. Everyone was tense; close to me a lady from Vienna fainted, SS men had to carry her away.

Hitler leaving the hotel with honor guard and drummer standing at left

A drum beat, the guards saluted and the Führer stepped out, greeting the crowds while stepping into his car, the right arm stretched out in the German salute. The car left slowly, and while the crowds had cheered when the other dignitaries were leaving, there was no comparison to the noise now. For a long time one could hear the shouts from people along the way as the car was passing. Only now was I able to get away from the crowd, and since I had two hours to kill before our rendezvous, I went for a walk in the old part of town. I had seen the castle from afar, apparently closed because of the crowds, and at 6pm precisely Paul and I were at the post office, but no sign of the other two. We were ravished and decided to leave for home, but it was hard to make any headway; the crowds already gathering for this evening's torch parade honoring the political leaders. Only later were we able to flag a car down to take us to our quarters. No sign of Franz or Rolf here either; they returned late. We found enough to eat in one of our old suitcases, turned into an “icebox.”

Friday, September 10, 1937. Getting up in the morning I didn’t feel well; but believed that it would pass. It didn’t. I was dizzy, weak, cold and not even hungry. Then we heard a loud noise from the road, we ran outside, saw a truck and about 50m away a car with its front grill stuck in a creek, but no one was injured. The car, doing 120kmh, had rammed the truck, jumped the ditch, drove onto a field, ran over a tree to finally come to a halt in the creek. Luck was with them, and with a joint effort of 10 SA men and us, the car was again put onto the road, a tire changed and it was able to drive off.  I became ill from all the exertion and had to lay down. I had nothing to eat all day, save for some unsweetened tea but in the evening I felt better.

Saturday, September 11, 1937: I was fit again, but it was raining and we decided to stay inside. In the afternoon Franz and I rode into town to visit Albrecht Appel, who a few days ago had returned from Palestine. (I had met him at Marburg/Drau for the first time). He had much to tell, had experienced a whole lot. At dusk, Franz and I rode back to Langwasser to watch the fireworks at the Dutzendteich lake; it was very late when we returned home. 

Sunday, September 12, 1937. The day of my departure had arrived. I said good-by to Franz, Paul and Rolf, thanked the farmer for his hospitality, and at 7am I was on my bike on a foggy and cold morning. Not very pleasant, especially when traveling alone. At first, I wore my regular trousers, but changed into shorts later. The ride was not very nice, uphill, downhill, and on steep inclines the road was not paved, just sand and still wet from the day before. I got lost once; one car came toward me with minister president Hermann Göring the passenger.

In Neumarkt, a chap asked me where I was heading and then accompanied me. When I told him that I wanted to make it to Landshut, he replied that in no way would he go that far and this ‘super biker’ left me at Hemau. Near Oberwintzer I entered the Danube valley, traveled along the river and arrived in Regensburg at 1pm.

I passed the gorgeous Cathedral and stopped in an inn outside of town, and even though it was late, past 1pm, they served me a pork roast. I also ordered a liter of beer, not even asking the price. The hostess asked if she heard right, and that I wanted a liter. When she served it I knew why, but I managed to finish all of it, not wanting to chicken out. I still had 60km to go, not an easy task. I left the Inn at 2pm, a little unsteady, my feet heavy as lead. And to top it all, it started to rain, but I continued. I don’t remember much of this, but time just flew by. I was aware, however, that because of the fall maneuvers soldiers were billeted everywhere.

At 4:45 I arrived in Landhut, drenched, and I had to look for a long time to find a youth hostel. I then picked up a letter from home at the post office. Only four other guys shared the accommodations, and being dead tired I went to bed early.

Monday, September 13, 1937. After having made some enquiries I decided to take a different road than planned. I originally wanted to ride to Salzburg via Wasserburg but was told that the roads were bad, so I chose a different route and two chaps joined me.

It was 8am when I had my things together and I could leave, the other two had left already. The roads were very wet, it had rained all night, it was foggy and overcast. I soon caught up to the others, but the  going was tough because of a head wind; it was also uphill/downhill again. It rained often. I had my raincoat at the ready, draped over the handlebar. We arrived at Vilsbiburg, a nice town where I purchased bread and butter. Finally the weather changed for the better. Metal windmills are everywhere in this area. The road leveled out and a tail wind helped. A thunderstorm came up behind us, the sky pitch black. We peddled like mad, crossed the river Inn just before Ötting and then the rain started. Now we parted company, the two going to Traunstein.

I was alone again, facing a strong headwind and on a gravel road. Noon had passed and I started to look for a restaurant. At about 1pm I stopped in a village but all I could get was a sausage and half an hour later I moved on. Just before Tittmoning, I reached the main, paved, road again. Far down I could see the river Salzach, the border between Austria and Germany. Then the river up to Laufen and from here I could see the Austrian mountains, already covered in snow. In the border town of Freilassing, I stopped to buy some chocolate and cookies and at 5pm I passed the border. This did not take long and I was soon on the way again. The Salzburg castle came into view and at 5:30 I arrived at the hostel I had stayed in two weeks prior. My clothes were drenched, as well as my shoes. Not as many guests this time and Salzburg was also not crowded, the festival being over.

Tuesday, September 14, 1937. I was ready to leave at 7am, but had to wait ‘till 8:30 before the host appeared to return my hostel passport. I was finally able to leave, it was cool and I wore sandals, my shoes still wet from the day before. I used shortcuts, pushing my bike up the Gaisberg and was then joined by a soldier from Salzburg. I had traveled this road a year ago and remembered it well. We advanced only slowly because of a headwind, the wind subsiding a little in the forest but only to then hit us again with a vengeance. Because of the conditions we did not get very far that day. At the Fuschl Lake, I re-discovered the bath hut I had stayed in before. Up a hill, then full speed down to the Wolfgang Lake - the first glimpse at the lake with Saint Gilgen was beautiful, the air clean. The bath huts were of course empty, the season over. Outside Strobl, we rested, raiding an apple tree with the consent of the farmer. My companion was a young, pleasant fellow. The head wind increased in velocity, we hardly moved but in Ischl it suddenly stopped. We now entered a new bicycle path, which followed the river to Traun. Past Goisern, we turned off to circumvent the Pötschen pass, I had bad memories about it from last year. At 1pm we bought some milk from a farmer, to then travel along the shores of the lake to Obertraun. I had also stayed there before. Then we had to push the bikes over a hill.

It took some effort to make it up the steep hill on a gravel road. But at 2:30 we arrived in Bad Aussee sooner than we would have going over the Pötschen pass. Then on the Mitterndorf, also not an easy task but from there we could see the Grimming, mostly covered in snow already. When we arrived in Klachau I took a deep, relieved, breath, then downhill, but steep; my companion dismounted. I stayed on the bike but had a few scary moments, and at the bottom of the hill had to wait some time for my companion to arrive. We now increased our tempo, because it was getting dark. In Wörschach the soldier left me and I continued, having to turn on my lights. Past Liezen it started to rain but I hurried on, hoping to catch a train in Selzthal.

I asked for directions and arrived at the station at 7pm, but then was told that the next train would not leave until 9pm. I used the time to catch up on what I had neglected: to eat. The rain now really came down and I was glad not to be on the bike anymore. It had also turned cold. The train left at 9pm, it rained continually. I tried to sleep but was not successful. I dozed a little and just before midnight I arrived in Leoben, my home town. In pouring rain I mounted my trustworthy bike for the last time and arrived home a few minutes later. My 1937 school holiday was coming to an end - a nice. if strenuous, time. Two more days and school would begin again.

A year later 'Poldi was in Nürnberg again, but this time as a legitimate Hitler Youth member. Shown here with friend Gilbert Giesendorfer at the Reichspartitag in 1938.

According to a story in today's Time magazine, a tea kettle sold by J.C. Penney Co. has been recognized by the American shopping public  as resembling Adolf Hitler.

Over the past weekend, a user on Reddit social news site made the connection to Hitler, and by Tuesday afternoon the kettle was sold out on JC Penney's online sales site. As of this morning, the kettle had been completely removed from the site, plus a billboard advertisement for it near Culver City, California had been taken down.

What is of most interest to me is that the Hitler-hairline-shaped handle and perfectly-placed knob on the lid of the tea kettle make an image almost identical to the image I used for the April 20, 2013 "Hitler's Birthday" show on The White Network's "Saturday Afternoon with Carolyn" program. (image shown at right).

I wrote at that time, "When all is taken into consideration, it’s clear that the German Führer is, at the very least, the single best-known historical personality in the world today.  I would say that’s quite a success story."

I also wrote that this image was "An example of Hitler's amazing recognizability from only two simple shapes, demonstrating he has penetrated the consciousness of the entire world population."

It is irrefutably so. The JC Penney tea kettle episode proves it!
(Thanks to Steve Zuba for alerting me to this story.)

June 3, 2013

Carolyn finally discusses her May 25th response to Kevin Barrett that appeared on carolynyeager.net.  She ties this in with a thread on the Codoh Forum begun on May 23rd by Nick Kollerstrom praising Jim Fetzer and Barrett as the “finest members of the Truth movement” and that Fetzer had become a Holo-Revisionist. The point of it all is:

• When it comes to revisionism, politics trumps science every time;
• All revision has to fit in with the current dominant political philosophy, and right now that is Left;
• Does a leftist like Jim Fetzer “coming out” help or hinder (in the long run) the revisionist cause;
• Kevin Barrett calls NPR (National Public Radio) National-Socialist Public Radio;
• Barrett won’t accept historians consensus that Hitler did not burn down the Reichstag;
• Revisionist techniques according to Wikipedia are really anti-revisionist techniques;
• Holocausters are now worried about relativization and trivialization, and sympathy for Germans who were expelled from their Eastern European homelands.

Image: “Truth Movement" buddies James Fetzer, left, and Kevin Barrett in 2011, looking pleased with themselves.

The great battleship Bismarck was launched on Feb. 14, 1939 at Hamburg.

Adolf Hitler proclaimed June 18, 1935 the happiest day of his life. It was because the naval agreement his government sought with Great Britain, the A.G.N.A., was signed. Hitler saw it as the beginning of an alliance between the two nations against France and the Soviet Union—the beginning of the partnership that he was seeking between the “leading” nations of Europe: Germany and England. These two, Great Britain by sea and Germany by land armies, would share the burden of defending Europe from all enemies.

It also released Germany from the Treaty of Versailles in the area of naval rearmament. Under the 1919 treaty, Germany was allowed no submarines, no naval aviation, and no battleships. The total naval forces allowed to the Germans were six each heavy and light cruisers, 12 each destroyers and torpedo boats. 

Germany had continued through the years to protest these restrictions, demanding that either all of Europe disarm down to German levels, or Germany be allowed to rearm to their level. Every German government of the Weimar Republic , preceding Hitler's Third Reich, had been implacably opposed to the terms of Versailles; the British were well aware that the terms were unjust, unstable and indefensible. It was France that always vetoed any relaxation.

Deep cuts that were made to the Royal Navy, imposed by two conferences, combined with the effects of the Great Depression caused the collapse of much of the British shipbuilding industry in the early 1930s. Thus, the Admiralty valued treaties which imposed quantitative and qualitative limitations on potential enemies as the best way of ensuring British sea supremacy--not something that Britain considered negotiable.

Hitler, from1933 onwards, requested a Reichsmarine one-third the size of the Royal Navy, which was then changed to 35% to make it all come out more evenly. Britain's Admiral Chatfield advised it would be best to have a treaty in order to regulate the future size and scale of the German Navy, and stated that a 35:100 tonnage ratio between London and Berlin was “the highest that we could accept for any European power.”

Germany had already started to build its first U-boats again in 1933, and launched the first ones in April 1935.  On May 2, the Prime Minister Ramsay MacDonald told the House of Commons of his government’s intention to reach a naval pact to regulate the future growth of the German Navy. On May 21, Hitler gave a “peace speech” in Berlin formally offering to discuss a treaty with a German Navy that was to operate forever on a 35:100 naval ratio, disallowing any intention of engaging in a pre-1914 style naval race with Britain. 

“The German Reich government recognizes of itself the overwhelming importance for existence and thereby the justification of dominance at sea to protect the British Empire, just as, on the other hand, we are determined to do everything necessary in protection of our own continental existence and freedom.”

For Hitler, his speech illustrated the equality of status in an Anglo-German alliance, namely British acceptance of Germany's dominant position in continental Europe in exchange for German acceptance of British dominance over the seas.

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The Pact was signed in London on June 18 without any consultation with France and Italy. Hitler became annoyed, however, when the A.G.N.A was not followed up with further expressions of alliance between the two countries. By 1937, he started to increase both Reichsmarks and raw materials to the Kriegsmarine; in December, he ordered the laying down of six 16-inch gun battleships. By 1938, the only use the Germans had for the A.G.N.A. was to threaten to renounce the treaty as a way of pressuring London to accept continental Europe as Germany's rightful sphere of influence.

In January 1939, Hitler gave first priority to the Kriegsmarine in the allocation of money, skilled workers, and raw materials. He launched the Plan Z to build a colossal Kriegsmarine of 10 battleships, 16 "pocket battleships", 8 aircraft carriers, 5 heavy cruisers, 36 light cruisers, and 249 U-boats by 1944. Since the fleet envisioned in the Z Plan was larger than that allowed by the 35:100 ratio in the A.G.N.A, the Z Plan made it inevitable that Germany would renounce the A.G.N.A.

In response to the British guarantee of Poland of March 31, 1939, Hitler, in a speech in Wilhelmshaven for the launch of the Admiral Tirpitz battleship, threatened to denounce the A.G.N.A. if the British persisted with their encirclement policy as represented by the guarantee of Polish independence. On April 28,  in a speech before the Reichstag, Hitler did renounce both the A.G.N.A. and the German-Polish Non-Aggression Pact.

On Britain's side, Chatfield, who originally had recommended the treaty, commented at a Cabinet meeting on May 3, 1939 that Hitler had “persuaded himself” that Britain had provided the Reich with a “free hand” in Eastern Europe in exchange for the A.G.N.A. In a later paper to the Cabinet, Chatfield stated

“that we might say that we now understood Herr Hitler had in 1935 thought that we had given him a free hand in Eastern and Central Europe in return for his acceptance of the 100:35 ratio, but that as we could not accept the correctness of this view it might be better that the 1935 arrangements should be abrogated.”

Adolf Hitler made a surprise visit to Gotenhafen on 5 May 1941 to inspect the Bismarck and Tirpitz (which had recently arrived to conduct her sea trials in the Baltic) and be briefed on Admiral Günther Lütjens' plans for executing the forthcoming sortie, although the actual date was kept vague. 

July 8, 2013

The controversy over the word “Nazi” rages on–as to whether it is a Jewish-invented epithet against the dignity of National-Socialism which should never be used,  or simply a shortened form that was coined and used by the National-Socialists themselves.  Carolyn uses examples to show that it is the latter, and also makes clear that “Nazi” has no relation at all to "Ashkenazi" Jews (the word said to have derived from Ashkenaz, a grandson of Noah in the Bible).

The 19th Century German Volkish Nationalism movement and how it culminated in the Third Reich is also looked at, including some of the “misunderstandings” of its aims.

Image: NSDAP symbol. “National” is pronounced Not-zee-o-nol in German,  giving rise to the term Nazi (Not-zee).

Jan. 28, 2013

A hard-to-locate speech that was found and translated for Carolyn by Hasso Castrup of Denmark is read and commented upon. Over 9000 words long, it makes clear Hitler’s intentions and who he saw as the major enemy as he embarked on an uphill battle to win the hearts and minds of the German masses for National Socialism. Some points made:

• Northern ice-age races – the Aryans – learned to work as a way of life and the weak did not survive, strengthening the race;
• Since the Jew is the destroyer of every state, as a pathogen he must be removed for the health of the state;
• Jewish destruction occurs in three main areas:  The ethical duty to work, the national (racial) purity, and the culture;
• Since every Jew is obligated to fight against antisemitism, it follows that every German will become an antisemite;
• Spreading scientific knowledge of the danger of Jewry or removing economic power from the Jews is insufficient … it’s necessary to penetrate into the common people and organize them.

This speech in it’s entirety will be posted at carolynyeager.net and at thewhitenetwork.com.

Image: Hitler and the “Old Fighters” meet on February 24, 1929  in the Hofbräuhaus to mark an anniversary. Left to right: Gregor Strasser, Karl Fiehler (back to camera), Christian Weber, Hitler, Julius Schaub (back to camera, Franz Schwarz, Max Amann.

This rediscovered bell marks the date in April, 1938 when Hitler, as the "unifier and Führer of all Germans freed the Ostmark from the yoke of suppression of foreign elements and brought it home into the Great German Reich."

By Carolyn Yeager

The actively hateful and vengeful "Jewish community" in Vienna, Austria is at it again. And they have the Associated Press as their ally.

Not content to have removed the modest stone monument from the burial place of Alois and Clara Hitler, parents of native son and future Reich leader Adolf, a year ago, and forced the sale of the plot to new owners - they are now stirring up a stink about a bell that was designed and installed in honor of Hitler by the residents of the village Wolfpassing (approximately 20 miles west from Vienna) in 1939. The bell is part of the history of the village, and of the nation, too.

But in keeping with the spirit of Simon Wiesenthal, who lived in Austria as a Jew, the Jews now living in Vienna are calling for the bell's destruction. They cannot tolerate the sight of it, as devils cannot tolerate the sight of the cross, and they wish to deprive the whole world of whatever they don't like (think is not good for them).

The recent sale of an ancient castle by the government revealed the bell, which had been tolling each hour daily for 80 years apparently without causing any harm or "right-wing extremism" in the village. It's embossed with raised Old German lettering that pays homage to Hitler for his 1938 annexation of Austria, a move supported by the vast majority of Austrians of the time.

The words praise Hitler as “the unifier and Fuehrer of all Germans” who "freed the Ostmark from the yoke of suppression by foreign elements [meaning the hated Treaty of St. Germain engineered by international Jews following WWI] and brought it home into the Great-German Reich." Only total defeat by the Allies in 1945 and the subsequent punishments inflicted on Austrians have forced them to outwardly denounce Hitler's regime.

Jews' intention is to blot out our true history and substitute their version

Self-styled "local historian"Johannes Kammerstaetter claims most villagers would have known about the bell and its inscription. But village mayor Josef Sonnleitner asserts his belief that the villagers of today had no clue until the first media reports last month about the Fuehrerglocke.

“Nobody cared until all this publicity,” he said on the telephone. He refused a request for a longer interview [with the Associated Press (AP), who are doing all they can to light a fire under this story], saying he was busy for the next two weeks with haying. I like this man.

But Kammerstaetter (who must be either a Jew or a Green Party member, or both) has formally asked state prosecutors to examine whether the government’s sale of the bell is a criminal offence. He says the change of ownership could constitute a case of “spreading National Socialist ideology” on the part of the government agency in charge of state-owned property

Raimund Fastenbauer, a senior official of Vienna’s Jewish community, invokes other concerns, noting that other Hitler-era relics like the house of the Führer's birth in the western town of Braunau "have become a magnet for neo-Nazis."This was the same 90% baseless argument made for the removal and destruction with sledge hammers of the unobstrusive headstone for Hitler's parent's grave from the Catholic cemetery where they were laid to rest.

“I think the best thing would be if the bell disappeared and was buried somewhere,” the Jewish leader said. Vienna's Jews are also trying to remove the marker identifying the house where Hitler was born, or else turn it into a "documentation center" which explains the "politically correct history" of the man and the times.

The government counters that the sale was legal, along with the decision to keep the bell in the belfry as an integral component of the castle. Economics Minister Reinhold Mitterlehner says the agency overseeing the sale was not aware of the inscription.

He notes in a letter to Kammerstaetter that “the bell up to now was neither publicly displayed nor generally accessible,” adding that he does not see the sale as constituting a criminal offense.

Ernst Eichinger, a spokesman for the agency responsible for government real-estate, says that with a portfolio of more than 28,000 buildings — many of them huge — “we cannot search every centimeter” before a sale.

This response from Austrian officials shows that they are not pleased with the ever-pushy Jews telling them how to run their affairs and deal with their national interests.

Are Austrians getting fed up with this type of pressure?

Now Jewish attention has become centered on new owner Tobias Hufnagl and what he plans to do with the bell. He has refusd to answer questions from the press about it. Mayor Sonnleitner says has not been able to directly contact Hufnagl, for "weeks."

Herr Hufnagl is reported by the Associated Press to have responded by email to their "numerous queries for permission to film the bell" and other questions as to its fate, that he has "no interest" in exchanges with them.

Hurrah for Hufnagl! There is hope.

August 5, 2013

Carolyn starts out by questioning “Karl Radl” as a person of integrity when it comes to his research on Jews, and goes on to question whether homosexuals can ever be a plus in a pro-White People’s movement. Some highlights:

• There cannot be any truly scholarly work done on Hitler because the academic and political worlds must view him as evil from the start;
• Karl Radl’s debunking of alleged occultism behind the Third Reich could have been taken from William Grimstad’s much earlier review of Goodrick-Clarke’s 1985 book The Occult Roots of Nazism;
• In today’s White Nationalism there is little role for women, and who is responsible for that;
• Letter from a concerned White woman about what she reads on the internet by White Nationalists;
• Counter-Currents loses its managing editor and webmaster;
• Do physical cowardice and hiding one’s identity hold back the White Racial movement;
• William Finck exposes Christian Identity Pastor Eli James as a Jew named Joseph November.

Image: Hitler greets a Christian Bishop amidst Nat-Soc symbols.

August 17, 2013

French Revisionist Vincent Reynouard talks about his newest video Etre national-socialiste et catholique, une contradiction?(English: “Is it a contradiction to be both National-Socialist and Catholic?”) Some highlights:

• The “Common Good” is the aim of National Socialism and the words used by Adolf Hitler in Mein Kampf;
• The “Public Interest,” used in the French Republic (and others) is not the same thing as it encourages the freedom of individuals, each with his own separate interest as long as he doesn't harm others;
• Evolutionary theory alone offers no purpose for our being here – and when our central sun goes, we will leave no trace;
• Reynouard says Hitler discovered on his own the idea of the Common Good and wrote that man is the image of “the Lord” (Seigneur);
• Another video coming (Part 2) will argue that a National-Socialist doctrine (ideology) is not yet complete, but is still to be made;
• Churchill and his faction admitted privately they did not want peace with Germany but could not say it publicly, even prior to and on Sept. 1st and 2nd 1939;
• Hitler was right to put Jews out of power but not to want to deport every last Jew from the Reich, thinks Reynouard;
• Nothing can improve until White, European people decide to change things – no use blaming the Jews;
• The White race is the best race in the sense that it’s in the natural order that Whites should rule.

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August 19, 2013

From the “Phoney War” of  Sept. 1939 to May 1940, to the phoney news stories that constantly appear (especially in Britain) retelling the 2nd world war in the light only of atrocities committed by Germans, to the phoney “peace treaty” between the Four Powers and Germany signed 45 years after the end of the war — Carolyn covers it all in an attempt to show how lies proliferate in our media and on the Internet, too. Main topics:

• Making up quotes attributed to famous persons is fairly common, and it’s amazing how unquestioningly they are accepted;
• The story behind Merkel’s first Chancellor’s visit to Dachau Memorial, and Helmut Kohl’s and Ronald Reagan’s refusal to go in 1985;
• Germany to introduce “indeterminate” gender option on birth certificates;
• New book on Roger Bushell based on ridiculous speculation aimed at building up his “war hero” status;
• The British quote the Geneva Convention and ignore the Hague Convention;
• The “Treaty on the Final Settlement With Respect to Germany” does not make Germany a sovereign nation;
• The sale of National Socialist toy soldiers, including Hitler figure, is big news for the Daily Mail;
• Brothers Lord Northcliffe and Lord Rothermere founded the Daily Mail — during the early 30′s Rothermere strongly supported Mussolini, Hitler and Mosley.

Image: POW Roger Bushell (left) in a congenial conversation with Leutnant Eberhardt (German Security) and Paddy Byrne (fellow POW).

August 24, 2013

Glenn Miller and Andrew Anglin speak for the first time via telephone across the ocean (Andre is still in Greece) and it is a lively conversation covering all White Nationalist concerns.

• Both agree on the primary greatness of Adolf Hitler; Glenn emphasizes the need to tell the whole truth about this;
• Both agree that most White people remain unaware of how bad their situation is – this is where the Daily Stormer comes in;
•  The Golden Dawn continues to amaze everyone – in a country whose people learned how bad their situation is;
  
• Is the GOP turning to the White right (as with Fox News, Glenn Beck and Rush Limbaugh) or to the browning of the Party (as with Rubio and Cruz);
• Recognition of the power of the Internet and a suggestion that a more cohesive, united effort there could bear fruit, as against so many individual quirks and ego trips;
• The role of Christianity – good or bad – naturally comes up.

Image: White People’s Party marches in Raleigh, North Carolina in the 1980′s. It could happen again.

From left: Sylvia Stolz, Horst Mahler, Michael Friedman, Vanity Fair editor

The following was excerpted from Part 9 of Horst Mahler's interview by Jew Michael Friedman for the German Vanity Fair magazine in 2007. It is translated from the German by shoabloger.

The participants: HM - Horst Mahler; MF - Michael Friedman; VF - Vanity Fair; SS - Sylvia Stolz

When did Mahler change from Red to National-Socialist?

H.M. Lenin was a great historical figure. He believed he was making a revolution, but it was something else that he has done. But that is always the lot of great figures.

M.F. But in the years when you were in the SPD, the SPD has indeed, already in the 50s and 60s, understood itself as the counter-response against Hitler. It has even been said “We Social Democrats have gone to the concentration camps because of Hitler.” What kind of consciousness did you actually have at that time? Or were you still a victim of Jewish propaganda and your guilt?

H.M. I have said it very clearly in my conversation with Baum, which was then published as a book: I believed these propaganda lies against the German Reich; Hitler was for me a poisonous thorn in the flesh of the German people, and we wanted to get rid of it.

M.F. When you have realized that … I have … I am sorry, that occurred to me only now, I have not asked you about it before. When have you understood and was the key event that made you feel that everything is propaganda and you have been burdened with guilt as a German? When have you gone from A to B? What was it, and when was it exactly? What was the key moment?

H.M. There were two. First, on the occasion of my speech on the 70th birthday of Rohrmoser. At that time I still believed in the so-called Holocaust and said: “And if it, as some think, has not happened, it would have to be invented to bring the intellectual, historical dispute to the high level, where it belongs.” Then Frank Rennicke [German singer-songwriter who calls himself a "national bard" -cy] came up to me, when I had agreed to defend the NPD, to ask me to defend him against the charge of having denied the Holocaust. Then I said: “Yes, I’ll do it.” And I defended him. This was the first indictment which was brought against me because I had made ​​applications for evidence in the process.

M.F. When was it?

H.M. 2002 or so. The case is years old, and is still not decided. And then I had to take a look at the facts of the so-called …

M.F. So in 2002 you had to break from the old to the new consciousness …

H.M. Yes. After this I no longer believed in it, after having dealt with the evidence which the so called revisionists gathered. I realized that this was a huge propaganda lie. After this I was free. I have found out that it was done according to the same blueprint which was used in Russia after the pogrom in Kishinev in 1903. Solzhenitsyn has described it meticulously.

M.F. But you were active in the NPD and with the Nazis already in the late 1990s.

H.M. There you’re wrong.

M.F. Really? You became a member of the NPD in 2000.

H.M. It was after the petition to ban the party was made.

M.F. Good, but you’ve just said it was in 2002.

H.M. But you have just said something about the 90′s which I can’t recognize.

M.F. Yes, yes. You demonstrated with extreme right against foreigners and double citizenship. With right-wing extremists, NPD and the Republicans.

H.M. Yeah, I can’t see any problem at all in this. I had decided to be available for the party as a lawyer, as other more famous lawyers …

M.F. No, no, then you were already on your way politically. I just want to know when was the crucial moment?

H.M. No, no, no. I then decided to represent the party as a lawyer, and I always say, it was then connected with a political commitment. And I then joined the party … and then I have traveled and lectured, met with people and so on.

M.F. And what was the reason you said: “Auschwitz is a lie”?

H.M. That was precisely the experience of the Rennicke process. At that time I first came into contact with the evidence, and then I knew this (Holocaust) cannot be true. And it is not true.

M.F. So there were no crematoria?

H.M. Well, of course, there were crematoria. People have died in a concentration camp in a number that was exceptionally high. And they could not be interred because it was a swampy terrain. That’s all.

M.F. But there was no systematic extermination with gas?

H.M. No.

M.F. Zyklon B, these are all fairy tales?

H.M. No, no, Zyklon B is not an invention; it has been used in all armies of the world before the discovery of DDT for disinfestation of clothing.

M.F. But the Jews were not killed with it?

H.M. No. (laughs) Of course not.

M.F. Of course not.

H.M. And I am far away from seeing the Jews as lice, which could be killed with something like that.

On German Leaders

M.F. Gerhard Schröder? In the most difficult time he got you readmitted to the bar.

H.M. Yeah, well, so what? You are asking me how I judge him?

M.F. Yes.

H.M. He is a man who is very dependent on what people think and say about him. He is guided by the outside influences. And this may conceal his personality core that might perhaps be viewed positively. The problem is his obsession to be liked by the audience, to sell himself well on the TV. In this respect he is no longer free.

M.F. Is he a vassal of world Jewry?

H.M. Yes. He certainly was. Whether he is now, I don’t know.

M.F. What about Angela Merkel? I mean, she comes from the East, she has a completely different socialization, has been in the Federal Republic for 17 years. How do you assess her?

H.M. Anyone who has the position of a Chancellor, I am sure about it, will be instructed by those who have conquered Germany, what aims today’s politics in the Federal Republic has to follow, namely the safeguarding and further enforcement of the war aims. And they will say to him or her: You can choose either you allow the German people – they will not say it directly, but will let it be understood – their gradual dissolution in Europe, then everything is wonderful, the people are doing fine, what more can they want? Or you decide to go the way of the revival of the German Reich, and then we are at war. So they have to decide. And they decide, and in this way they become conscious vassals.

On the German Reich

VF Excuse me, Hr Mahler, this is a spontaneous question, but could it not be the case that most people are no longer interested in the German Reich? Neither those you refer to as vassals, nor those, to whom you refer as foreign masters?

H.M. Let me put it bluntly: Adolf Hitler, as he is represented today, is rejected by most people. Just as the German Reich is rejected by most people. But they reject it because of deception. We live in the age of deception, and that is what is crucial.

VF Maybe it has become irrelevant.

H.M. No, no, not at all, on the contrary. All our freedom depends on it, and our lives will ultimately depend on it. And that is so easy to explain. When you say, this is the devil, the people will believe it, and they say, for God’s sake, go away. And of course, here is the moment when we set in and say: No, it’s a lie.

S.S. The good is never irrelevant. For the Germans, the good is never irrelevant.

M.F. What is the good?

H.M. Liberty, being independent …

S.S. What the German Reich always aspired to.

M.F. What has the German Reich always aspired to?

S.S. The good.

H.M. The breaking of interest slavery, breaking of the Jewish monopoly of opinion, the representation of the Jewish spirit as negation of the German …

M.F. Yes, but those are all negative definitions. I would like to know positively what is the good? What you are describing to me, is the evil in your language. What is the good?

H.M. I assume that you think that you want the good. Only what is good for you is something different.

M.F. No, I’ve got it. But she was about to say it, then you came in with your four points about what you want to break, and those are always the Jews. Okay. I’m simply interested in, what your own positive ideas of good are, apart from your opposition to Judaism. What is it?

S.S. The good can only unfold when we prevent the evil from suppressing it.

M.F. But how do you stop people like me? I live, I breathe, and I will continue to do and say what I want. And the others, the foreigners too. How do you stop me?

S.S. The truth will stop you. When people recognize what you are, you will lose your power.

M.F. I’ve got it.

H.M. You know the German fairy tale of Rumpelstiltskin. When one calls you by your name …

S.S. And everyone knows, Hr Friedman, everyone knows what you are and who you are and what you say.

M.F. Okay. Everyone.

S.S. Hr Friedman, everyone knows it. No matter which side he’s on. Everyone knows it.

M.F. Well, I would never have imagined. Thank you, I would never have imagined that …

S.S. No matter which side he’s on, everyone knows.

M.F. That’s incredible, I mean, I would have never thought. Really?

S.S. So this conversation gave you something, after all.

M.F. Wow! My God, my God …

S.S. It has also given me something, Mr. Friedman, because now I have my doubts that the Jews have so much power. Because, you said, you have …

M.F. Yes? (laughs)

S.S. And you know why, Mr. Friedman? Because you … your visits to teen prostitutes …

M.F. Yes, everybody knows it.

S.S.… would have not be so widely known.

M.F. Hardly anything is more widely known. But you know, at least I have not committed a robbery and murder and commit a robbery, and would never kill people. But I will come back to one question: Who is Ahmadinejad for you?

H.M. He is president of the religious state and republic of Iran.

M.F. I studied history and social sciences too.

H.M. And he is the first statesman of this format to have the courage to say that the Holocaust was a myth and that Israel must disappear from the map.

M.F. You support both?

H.M. Absolutely.

M.F. He also says that Israel will be destroyed with military means, if necessary.

H.M. Did he say it?

M.F. Yes.

H.M. When, where, please?

M.F. He has said it x times. I can’t give you a concrete quote.

H.M. I’ll tell you this: Israel is a predatory entity, not a state. You have grabbed a territory that does not belong to you.

M.F. Not “you”, I am not Israel, I am a German citizen. Just like you.

H.M. I understand.

M.F. Does it hurt you?

H.M. No, Hr Friedman, it’s a mistake.

M.F. Does it hurt you?

H.M. You are not a German citizen, it’s an illusion.

M.F. Oh, so I am not a German citizen?

H.M. No, you are not.

M.F. Why not?

H.M. You were not born in Germany, you are not of German family, not of German blood. You have come to Germany and have here perhaps the pass[port] of the Federal Republic of Germany – and that’s not the German state. The German citizenship can only be granted by the German Reich. Since the 23 …

M.F. So you are not a German citizen either?

H.M. Why, I have been born as a German.

VF Do you have a document that says you are a citizen of German Reich? Do you have (such) a passport?

H.M. I don’t need it.

M.F. But you have not been born in the German Reich either.

H.M. I have a certificate of birth.

M.F. Who knows, what blood you have.

H.M. It’s not about blood.

M.F. Then I don’t know who … Imagine, you have a Jewish grandfather.

H.M. Let me finish the thought. You could not become a German …

M.F. That would be bad, right? That would be bad if you had a Jewish grandfather? Would you be unhappy that there is something negative about you, if it turned out, you had a Jewish grandfather?

S.S. That’s speculation. Why should I …?

H.M. He is speculating about the German Reich. There is no greater speculation than the German Reich.

H.M. The German Reich is real.

S.S. It’s real.

M.F. Would it be a problem if it turned out that your grandfather or your grandmother were Jewish?

H.M. That’s silly. But I cannot feel anything negative about it. What determines my destiny is a fact that I am the son of a certain person who has that and that racial and ethnic characteristics. But I’ve already told you: Whatever I were, I would endeavor to realize what my job is, and act accordingly. And that is different in each case. As a Jew, I would have another calling than as a German.

M.F. It means that it’s unthinkable that there is a German Jew?

H.M. There are Jews who have German citizenship, gained under the Reich.

M.F. Those you have killed, OK.

H.M. Wait a minute. Who are the many Jews who have come and filed reparation claims for the land which they had before?

M.F. They are not many. You have not killed all, right. One more question …

H.M. I emphatically deny …

M.F.… is there a German Jew?

H.M.… that what you insinuate here: The German Reich, did not systematically murder the Jews in that sense. Some Jews have been killed. Some were executed.

M.F. It’s enough.

H.M. Yes? OK.

M.F. How do you say goodbye? The way you do when you get in? Or what is the proper farewell? I mean, the entrance greeting I have noticed. How does a representative of the German Reich do it?

H.M. Have a good life.

M.F. Aha. In the past they screamed “Heil Hitler” all the time, right?

H.M. I don’t know.

M.F. Thank you.

H.M. Yes.

FINIS