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     May 13, 2004 
    ZGram - Where Truth is Destiny 
     
    Another side you get to see in this one of the multi-faceted
    and controversial Mr. Zundel: 
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    Thanks for the two letters of March 26 & 28 and the
    enclosures, especially the color brochures. I have sent them on to a friend
    to make me some black and white copies in order to send to others. Pictures
    do indeed save a thousand pencil stubs. Ha! 
    We should honor those who trod this earth plane before us,
    those who made the ultimate sacrifice to the living by dying for them to
    guarantee their race's survival! This concept is now only dimly
    comprehended, because it certainly does not jive with the rules by which a
    hedonistic consumer oriented society conducts itself. Sacrifice and idealism
    to them are concepts for fools and romantics. The callous want to live! 
    Most of those around us have bought into our enemies'
    guiding principles of situational ethics, like Ingo Hasselbach -
    "Fuhrer X" - a psychopathic young German with a keen sense of
    utterly selfish survival, violent, inconsiderate, a former leftist rebelling
    against all around him, only out to satisfy his own whims of the moment, to
    gratify immediately the cravings of his miserable, fractured self. I met him
    once for all of five to seven minutes, in [someone's] office, where he had
    come to visit and get some books and videos to show his friends in Berlin's
    East, shortly after the wall came down in 1989 - 1990. 
    Hasselbach was the small-time East German/Communist version
    of a street gang leader. He was out to aggravate hypocritical, calcified,
    fossilized East German Stalinist remnants. He and his friends would tweak
    them; these young people got a real charge out of seeing those old geezers
    go ballistic when they saw a tall, blond and handsome young male shout “Heil
    Hitler!" 
    The number of people who have burst out of their well
    deserved anonymity and irrelevance in life, merely by shouting the “Reichswort",
    is enormous. They know these two words will bring them instant attention
    from the authorities and the police. Say "Heil Hitler" - and you
    have put yourself on the map. 
    Just so you know where I am coming from: I am a
    forward-looking, health-conscious man. I want to build, to create, to help
    shape a society out of the remnants of a once great civilization, a society
    of Spartans of the Spirit. In my opinion, each person, each generation
    encompasses several components that link it directly to its immediate past,
    which is moored in the more distant past. It is not that I am stuck in the
    past. It is simply my acceptance of the fact that I am a living link in a
    long, long chain going back hundreds of thousands of years, I dare say, even
    millions of years on planet earth and - I believe this also firmly - on
    other planets, even beyond our little, very limited solar system! 
    Lat year, the magazine Scientific American had a very good
    article in it about "Multi-Verses" - a collection of Universes -
    where the humans and the earth conditions are repeated, projectable by
    mathematical possibilities dozens of times, maybe even an infinite number of
    times! With all my very real and all too obvious limitations, I believe in
    an unobstructed and unlimited "Multi-Verse" - a collection of
    uncountable Universes. 
    It staggers the mind; it is overwhelming, awesome,
    beautiful, even eerie. It is almost too much to bear for finite, limited
    earth minds to perceive - this idea that there may be millions of earths. So
    you do not have to worry that I will take myself out of the cosmic struggle
    and get bogged down digging for bones in the steppes of Russia; I will not!
    But I will, hopefully, honor my name once again, by being the spark that
    ignites the flame, to keep this fire alive - so that the torch can be passed
    on, hopefully to hundreds of thousands of young people, Germans, Russians
    and others of our race, by the humble act of saving the bones of the fallen,
    and ensuring that they receive a proper, respectable burial. It is the only
    civilized thing to do! 
    Most of the German and, even more so, Soviet burials were
    conducted without coffins. Usually the bodies were wrapped in a blanket or
    tent triangle, which each German was supposed to carry so that he could get
    together with a couple of comrades and pitch a tent to keep the snow, wind
    and rain out. This means that the military units we have looked at could be
    hard to discern under a meter of earth. There won't be a great deal of metal
    or other solid objects for the ground penetrating radar [GPR] to reflect off
    of. The biggest surfaces we might expect would be very small, i.e. nails
    from hobnailed boots, some pelvic bones, etc. 
    Because many of these graves will accommodate more than one
    soldier, this will mean that perhaps hundreds of bodies will be neatly lined
    side by side in rows in those graves. The front line realities of that
    fratricidal war - not Hollywood's version - were gruesome at best, and the
    front line was constantly shifting. I think that we have to continue
    searching for different technology, as the GPR is a little iffy. 
    The German Organization for War Graves, which has done this
    work since 1945 and to which my poor mother, in her abject poverty, always
    made some small contribution, has the job of exhuming, transferring and
    registering these unfortunate victims of war. Unfortunately, they are
    under-funded and under-staffed. It was an official of that organization in
    Monte Cassino who told me the macabre secret of all those young men being
    killed on their birthdays in Italy after getting some bottles of wine from
    the front line commissary - a custom that was soon stopped when it was found
    that the "liquid courage" inspired by this wine was leading to a
    tremendous number of deaths. 
    How massive a job this still is, this finding of war graves!
    The magnitude of it might be seen in the fact that the German government
    just bought and built a massive enclosure around an old Russian Orthodox
    church near Leningrad, which had once served as the location of a German
    field hospital during the siege of Leningrad in 1941 and after. The area is
    suspected to have at least 80,000 graves, so far they have discovered 20,000
    - and in only that area! 
    At Stalingrad, the Germans lost between 330,000 and 350,000
    men, 90,000 of which went into captivity – of which only 6000 returned!
    Yes, about 7% survived the Soviet Gulag after ten years! In Siberian camps
    the death rate was appalling! American survival rates for GIs in German
    custody was 98.4%! As you know, GI survival rates in Japanese custody were
    far less. 
    I went to Stalingrad and toured the battle site. My guide, a
    slant-eyed "Kalmuck", who spoke superb German, told me that 30-50
    miles from the center of Stalingrad, there were still hundreds of thousands
    of barely buried bodies, either on the surface or barely below, with many a
    femur or shoulder blade bleaching in the blistering sun of the Russian
    Steppes. When I was there in August of 1994, it was so hot that I may have
    as well been in Death Valley. 
    This entire area needs to be carefully surveyed and mapped.
    There are many other battle sites too, which contain innumerable
    unregistered gravesites, i.e. in the Crimea leading to Sebastopol, the Kursk
    Salient. Horrible losses there! 
    I have been actively pushing for a determined
    solution/resolution of this duty of honor toward the dead that we, the
    living, must take on. I have always been keenly aware that I am only alive
    because these millions of men sacrificed themselves to hold back that wave
    of monsters from the bowels of distant Asia. My father, whose job it was to
    pick up the badly wounded with his ambulance trains told me vivid stories of
    what it was like at the front when he had to go with his crew to clear out a
    field hospital. That made me into a hater of war - and a man very, very
    leery of any military solution to political problems. When everything is
    factored in, one can see that WWII was hardly a solution! 
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