ZGram - 11/3/2003 - Prisoner of Conscience Letter # 33

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Zgram - Where Truth is Destiny:  Now more than ever!

November 3, 2003

Good Morning from the Zundelsite:

In a more recent letter, Ernst wrote to a friend living in Texas, 
giving him an update on what's on the legal agenda:

[START]

I have to focus my mind and spend my time on the 1806 pages of 
documents I will be questioned on at my advanced hearing date/bail 
hearings on the 6 - 7 November 2003. My arrest [in Tennessee] was the 
result of a U.S. railroading, and there was obviously high level 
collaboration to achieve this result - even though there is 
absolutely no evidence that there were any similar accusations, like 
those of CSIS, against me in America. Nothing in my Freedom of 
Information request documents supplied any of this type of material!

Then the new lawyers will appear on November 18 - 19, 2003 in Ontario 
Superior Court on a Habeas Corpus hearing coupled to the 
Constitutional Review of these new National Security Laws.

Show trial in Germany for me? I am afraid I tried that in 1991, but 
the German press is far more hamstrung and politically beholden than 
even the Canadian press, and the German courts have no leeway, 
because of the way the system is set up there.  Conviction is 
automatic and they do not, as a matter of record, accept any evidence 
or witnesses to the contrary.

There are also no court transcripts being made of the proceedings, so 
one can't even re-write history, as I have done for years in Canada, 
and again in these proceedings, or with others like Paul From or 
Ingrid exploiting the transcripts for educational purposes. Thus the 
German situation is unclear, and my least favorite option!

I will decide when the time arrives, if I will try to raise the money 
from my aging supporter base of the WWII  generation people mainly. I 
have two well known attorneys standing by, as we say in German 
"Gewehr bei Fuß" [foot at the rifle] ready to launch the "Mother of 
all Holocaust Trials" on German soil, if we think it can be pulled 
off and can be turned into a platform for our cause!

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I do not often disagree with Ernst on political matters or quarrel 
with his assessments and predictions, but I do in this case.  Just 
recently, one of the leaders of the nationalist German youth movement 
told me:  "If they ship Ernst to Germany, we'll demonstrate on his 
behalf by the thousands from all over Europe."  He brought along some 
papers, documents and videos that made it very clear how jittery the 
German stooges are that feed on the taxpayers' trough by shielding 
the Holocaust Lie.  In a public debate, they actually fled from the 
podium when confronted with the most basic, common-sense questions! 
I think a Zundel Trial in Germany would be the proverbial last nail 
in the coffin, and we could finally bury the Hoax and breathe freely 
again!

However, Ernst sits in solitary prison, and when you stare at the 
bare walls for months on end, it can erode one's confidence.  The 
letter below was written more than 6 months ago, and many things have 
changed - some definitely for the better.  What hasn't changed, 
however, is our continued need for support.  Our new attorney team is 
costing us $400.- an hour - and that includes time spent on travel, 
studying documents, conferring with authorities, replying to requests 
from agencies etc.  Costs add up very quickly - and we are carrying 
these costs alone with no help whatsoever from agencies, foundations, 
or tax payers as our enemies do, and have time and again in the past. 

I have long debated with myself if I should run the Zgram below, 
because it shows Ernst in one of his rare, darker moods as he faces 
our huge obligations.  More often than not, he is an upbeat, 
energetic powerhouse of novel, often untried ideas.  I always look 
forward to his calls because they make me feel buoyed and charged 
with the infectious Zundel spirit.  Also, by nature I am an 
optimistic gal.  But as I reread the letter below, I thought about a 
little boy whose story I once read, who was, through no fault of his 
own, caught in an incredible, in fact, almost hopeless situation.  He 
was tied down in a wheelchair, a muscular dystrophy victim who, at 
the age of ten, was staring death in the face with a poise and 
maturity that would put any one of us to shame. 

When asked if he believed he could be cured, he said very softly:

"Sure.  I believe in it.  Why not?  But I don't count on it."

Feelings like that must have been on Ernst's mind when he wrote the 
letter below to a long-time friend named Frank Schmidt, a former 
Canadian soldier in World War II:

Dear Frank and lovely wife:

It was good to see you at those hearings in Toronto before Judge 
Blais.  This will be a dirty, messy battle, where the government's 
character assassins will stop at NOTHING - mark my word, Frank, and 
when they will feel that they will lose, and their carefully 
constructed House of Cards will not be sufficient, I do not rule out 
even the most drastic steps from the Prime Minister [Chretchien's] 
Office, for he has always been "their boy."

Trudeau was too smart, too cunning, too well-read, too steeped in 
Jesuit and Marxist teachings - he knew their power and influence, and 
on the odd occasion, refused to do their bidding, as in the passing 
of war crimes legislation.  It was left to Mulroney and his cohorts - 
and, of course, "their boy", whom they had surrounded early on with 
their "advisors."  He is a man of little intellect, not charismatic 
but [with a] keen political instinct of where the power lies and how 
he can serve them - and how they will, in turn, serve him and his 
career. One benefits from the other.  They are like Siamese Twins, 
enmeshed in each other.  [Separated], they would be really reduced to 
relative insignificance.

There is an election coming.  "They" are the noisiest and most pushy 
minority in the country, and they donate big enough sums to the 
Party's war chest that they buy [so as to] being listened to. 
[Generally],German-Canadians, and also German-Americans, have never 
understood how the North American system works.  You and I have - a 
few others as well.  But we have never been able to mobilize our 
grassroots Germans.  In their naiveté and almost child-like 
simple-mindedness, they thought that protecting their heritage meant 
to organize Octoberfests, folk dances, shows, old people's homes and 
choirs - or German language schools.  While you and I both approve of 
these cultural activities, they did nothing to assure protection or 
survival as an ethnic or linguistic group - much less give us a 
political voice, and certainly no clout. 

Frank, I spent 40 years trying every avenue I could think of, every 
trick in the book of publicity.  I did motivate enough people to 
raise the funds to fight these costly trials in the 1980s and 1990s. 
[Now] our mailing list is shrinking.  Every week a few friends die. 
I cannot finance the costs [of yet another Great Holocaust Trial] 
from income.  Alone the Constitutional Challenge of these National 
Security Laws, applied against me, [Defense Attorney Doug Christie] 
told me, will be a minimum of $25,000 - the going rate.  The costs 
for these continued bail reviews are in addition to these costs - 
about $2,500 - to $3,000 a trip.  You figure it out.  These are the 
Canadian expenses! 

Ingrid let slip on the phone that [for the] last months she paid 
$12,000 to the lawyer who prepared the case against the totally 
arbitrary INS decision.  There are three other lawyers hanging on the 
"drip" in America.  Ingrid is convinced they/she can overturn this 
injustice.  After my years of watching judges in Germany, Austria, 
Canada, and now soon America, I am more cynical, but I do not have 
the heart to rob her of this hope.  She clings to it.  Any even 
gentle suggestion that we cannot sustain the battle, she thinks, is 
"Wehrzersetzung" - defeatism. 

I keep telling her that there has always been this component to my 
struggle.  I compare it to the ritual kosher slaughtering of a cow or 
sheep - only in this case it's me/us - since we are married.  We have 
our throats cut by the rabbis' mahel , the ritual butchering knife. 
We see our life blood - our financial reserves and income - drain 
away, drain out of the Zündels as real as it is for the cow, while we 
are fully conscious, experiencing our own slow demise. 

In the past, when I was free, I could hop on a plane, into my car, or 
at least get on the telephone and beg, cajole, persuade my friends 
around the world to help out, and usually I succeeded just well 
enough to pay [my attorneys'] costs - in installments [as often as 
not] - but nevertheless, pay them.  I cannot make these calls now. 
No overseas calls from jail, no easy calls to a friend when, 
off-the-bat, you have to ask his stand-off'ish wife to take a collect 
call from a prison.  You, Frank, will be one of the few people who 
will understand the situation. 

Ingrid is too shy to beg.  I am, and always was, shy about it, too, 
rather worked my ass off to earn the money with my brushes and my 
bare hands, but no single individual, however hard-working or 
talented, can raise these enormous sums, year-in and year-out, for 
decades!  Had it not been for the bequests, which came in - often 
totally unexpected, from people I did not even know, I would have had 
to give up years ago!

We had such lofty plans for our new start in Tennessee!  We were 
going to venture into new areas of research, into the production of 
CDs - folk music and, of course, art in the form of posters and 
numbered/signed prints to bridge the passing of a great World War II 
generation of heroes and heroines.  That was, and still is, the plan. 
But I don't see how I can make it succeed from inside a Canadian or 
German Maximum Security Jail.  Unless there is some miracle, similar 
to Daniel-in-the-lions-den' in that some judge sees and puts an end 
to the injustice going on - then and only then can be the outcome a 
positive and happy one, short-term and long-term. 

Realistic optimism was always my style, as you know - and I certainly 
have had my share of good luck. You can share this realistic 
assessment with friends you trust, for they need to know "where it's 
at."

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Now you, too, know where it's at!  We don't expect much to come from 
the bail hearing, for the judge has allowed this incredible string of 
bail hearings to drag on and on to help the Jews drain us of our 
cash.  I have my doubt he even comprehends what's going on right 
under his own nose - but that is now irrelevant.  We count on the 
18th-19the where there will be a different court and different judge. 
Maybe something will give.  If not, there will be other options.  But 
in the meantime, our lawyers will have to get paid.

If you can help, now is the time.  Please put your shoulder to the 
wheel and help us shove.  We are talking Right versus Might - and in 
our world, the Truth is still an asset and is still on our side, no 
matter how often our enemies regurgitate the Lie.