ZGram - 12/23/2003 - Prisoner of Conscience Letter # 58

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

December 23, 2003

Good Morning from the Zundelsite:

An excerpt from a Zundel letter to a friend in Southern Texas:

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A famous German WWII general once told me years ago that one of the 
reasons the Soviets gained the upper hand in the East was that they 
had noticed that the German plan and methodology of attack after 1941 
followed pretty much the Clausewitzian dictum.  This enabled the Red 
Army brass to prepare beforehand for the coming attack. They 
"received" the Germans, instead of attempting to repulse them. They 
did that at Stalingrad, and later at Kursk, as well as at a thousand 
other smaller battles. The Germans were always stopped, neutralized 
and eventually driven back, and ultimately lost WWII.
All armies suffer from the same handicap - predictability.

The Germans had some surprise-attack success, as in the Battle of the 
Bulge, and at Kasserine Pass, but numbers and material began to 
outweigh individual brilliance and even the heroism of the German 
troops and officers. That's the way it is and has been with court 
cases, which are really a form of warfare by other means.

The exact same dynamic is at work inside a [politicized] courtroom as 
out on the battlefields - except, of course, that the cards are 
clearly stacked against a defendant, especially if he fights for his 
freedom from inside a prison cell, a solitary confinement cell - no 
photocopier, no computer, no printer, pens, post-it-notes, no files 
or folders, no access to the Internet or email! With those things 
being denied to a defendant today, the  prosecution has it all - 
[along with] dozens of prosecutors and assistants.  It is hardly a 
fight on an even playing field!  I hope people will bear this in mind.

An [politically incorrect] imprisoned individual is fighting against 
an entire government apparatus, behind which stand the world's 
wealthiest people.  Maybe people do not realize that I am pushing 65, 
although I do not feel old.  I recognize the biological clock is 
ticking.  I am in fact older than Field Marshall Keitel, Rudolf Hess 
and many other defendants at Nuremberg during their similar kangaroo 
court proceedings with ex-post facto, perjured testimony, false 
affidavits and judicial notice, and no appeal of any kind.

Only history is the final appeals court, in a distant time and 
possibly a fairer, less poisonous age. My lawyers, friends and even 
my wife have at times been surprised by my almost suicidally honest 
answers to my Torquemadas' questions. There is a simple and logical 
answer for this. I am conscious  of my place in history, and also 
conscious and alert to the fact that this may well be the last time 
that I will be tried in a traditional Anglo-Saxon courtroom - which 
means that at least part of the evidence against me, and my attitude 
towards it, will be recorded verbatim by a court reporter and will 
survive these proceedings in the form of court transcripts.

I am thus able to write at least a partial history, using this public 
part of the hearings, to set the record straight. You can see that 
this strange aberration of proceedings is a platform for me - with 
restrictions, since I cannot get my natural remedies in prison, on 
which I relied to help enhance my impaired memory, hearing and energy 
levels.  My blood pressure is now chemically regulated with the known 
side effects of beta-blocker medication.  These are medical and 
psychological handicaps I labor under.

My enemies are and have been aware of these conditions for 15 years, 
because they opened my mail, listened in on my phone calls, knew the 
hospitals and doctors I visited and the contents of my medical 
records and prescriptions! They saw all my government Health Plan 
bills - in other words, the eerie, intrusive Brave New World, 
illustrated by Kafka, Orwell, Huxley and others, has long ago become 
my nightmarish reality.

Philosophers have often pondered the question:  "Does a tree falling 
in the forest make a noise, if nobody is around to hear it?"

Nobody has ever bothered to be around when a thousand trees have 
fallen in my life to test the theory.  Not a single investigative 
reporter has ever dared - as it says in the Bible, "for fear of the 
Jews" - to come near me long enough to know the real human being 
called Ernst Zundel.

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