ZGram - 12/12/2003 - Prisoner of Conscience Letter # 53

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December 12, 2003

Good Morning from the Zundelsite:

This one is a bit of a hodge-podge letter, addressed to me.  It's
also shorter than most Zundel letters:

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Enclosed is a picture that tells six million words about what our
enemies want for ChristmasŠerrh, I mean Hanukkah.  [Picture of chains
drawn together to a Star of David] I thought I should send that along
to you in case you are short of ideas for a Christmas card or a
cartoon, like the taxpayer being shaken [down] upside down over the
Holocaust Museum.  That cartoonist of yours could do wonders with
that idea!

I also enclose some small things for special friends as souvenirs,
very difficult to do, time consuming with those cheap color pencils
and no sharpener.  If at least I could sharpen them myself to have a
nice point on those color pencils, but this way they are dull within
fifteen minutes, and then it takes days before someone willing comes
along to sharpen them.  I don't even blame the guards, because the
[lead] breaks off frequently just when there is a nice sharp point on
it.  That can happen two to three times - by then the pencil, already
cut in half with a saw, is reduced in length by one-half.  When I
think of all my brushes, colors, pencils, pens, felt markers Š and
here I sit, lamenting my Communist Chinese slave labor made pencils!
How the mighty have fallen!

I re-read this morning in some stuff you sent about the ACLU's
submissions of what the deportees considered torture - 24-hour bright
lights, leg irons, chains from hand cuffs to big leather belts to
chained legs.  By that definition of the ACLU, I would have been
tortured every time I went to a hearing in Thorold.  Amazing!

Anyway, one thing is for certain:  Anytime anyone from now on opens
his mouth to me about how the Germans treated their prisoners, I will
be all over them like an octopus!  Trust me!

I am still uneasy about all that money being spent on this
non-productive Talmudic game.  Make sure, Ingrid, that we keep good
track of all these expenses.  Throw out nothing!  We will send these
people a reparations bill one day that will knock their socks off.  I
don't care if I have to adopt Project 500!  [A private joke between
us about what the future will hold]

I am writing every day a few nice letters to people with little
drawings, responding to their woes.  I am more like an imprisoned
priest every day!  What an amazing turn in my life!

You sounded a little down?  Don't be disheartened.  We will see this through.

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