September 13, 1996

Good Morning from the Zundelsite:


About a week ago I received a request to participate, and to ask Ernst to participate, in a doctoral study by a student at the "Free" University of Berlin. We always try to accommodate legitimate research because it is extremely important to involve young people in this historic ideological movement that will shape the next century.

In the brief correspondence that ensued, it became very clear to us that, aside from questionable tactics to get us to participate, there was a strong and blatant undertone of derision and contempt for our ideological position and for the nature of our quest. For one, this student complimented me on my "politeness and erudition," adding that he would much rather deal with me than with some "Neo-Nazi" - meaning Ernst.

How ignorant he is about the essence of Ernst Zündel and who the people are who are supporting him. Yesterday I did the monthly German letter, "Germania Rundbrief," that goes out of the Zündel-Haus.

Here I am translating a portion of that Zündel letter, with added dibs and dabs out of this morning's Zündel pen:

"I am sitting here, high up on the roof of my reconstructed home in downtown Toronto, writing my German newsletter to my comrades in this struggle for historical truth. The English version is being copied in the basement on our high speed copiers and then folded. Tomorrow morning the gremlins will come streaming in to help us stuff, seal, label and put postage stamps on them so we can send these missives to the farthest corners of the world.

When I look at my address list, my heart grows soft, because I know so many of you - via fax, telephone or even personal visits. Among you are auto mechanics and farmers from Namibia, merchants from Johannesburg, pharmaceutical sales people from Argentina, peasant, engineers, steel workers and publishers from Venezuela, Brazil and Chile. We have pro-German Dutch folks living in Argentina and poor immigrants in Paraguay. Mexico, Honduras, Australia, New Zealand, Japan, all of Western Europe, Russia, Lithuania, Scandinavia, Canada and the United States are on my list - more than 40 countries where our mail is sent to, and our website brings us daily additional friends and contacts from the farthest corner of our globe.

For instance, this morning our mail brought a request for information out of Dubai (near Kuwait) from a university professor there who urgently needs material for the topic "Holocaust". Recently, a young Iranian drove all the way from Maryland in the United States to Toronto, just to get my autograph. Visitors announce themselves on short notice - Lufthansa pilots, an employee from IATA, the international organization that regulates air traffic. We have visiting professors from Denmark, Catholic priests out of the USA, a rabbi from a Yeshiva school, even an entire "delegation" composed of a Jewish professor, a publisher, a film producer out of Hollywood and a rabbi from Los Angeles."

(Note from Ingrid: I was there when this happened. It was hilarious! The film producer sat down on Ernst's wobbly chair and announced: "I have come here to insult you, and that's what I am going to do . . .!")

Ernst continues:

"So often I remember my mother. If only she could have experienced what happened to her little boy! Who would have predicted all of this in the disastrous postwar years when I, clad in my wooden shoes and leather pants, sat in the classroom in the Black Forest, dreaming of the wide, far world. Or after school, when I sat on a rock, chewing on a grass blade, listening to my stomach growl, watching how my goats were grazing, pondering the future. If only Mother Zündel could have realized that her little boy, now grown portly and balding, can reach entire continents, in a foreign language yet, with his own radio and television shows to bring freedom to the country of his birth and sanity to all humanity, and that his broadcasts now strike abject fear and panic into the core of parliaments and even governments!

Those thoughts go through my mind as I sit here, level with the roofs of this three-million city, feeling my fountain pen glide over the paper - across from me the sky scrapers of the enormously wealthy but morally impoverished Dark Forces that rule this country, Canada.

How poignant and yet strange is human fate.

Recently I received one of those long solicitation letters out of the Simon Wiesenthal Center. They carry on and yammer about the rapid growth of Revisionism. 80% of their resources, so they say, are committed to controlling the content on the Internet.

I beg your pardon?

Sometimes our enemies will let us know just how successful we have managed to become!

These successes have been bought and paid for through decades of quiet dedication - through sweat, fear, difficulties and sacrifices. The loyal support of so many of you - of thousands of simple, honest people from every corner of the world, have financed my work to this end. Now we are reaping the fruits of our labors. The struggle is reaching the zenith. You feel it; it is in the air. Everywhere you look, the panic of the enemy is palpable.

Now is the time: Into the battle! Let's find the liars, cheaters, distorters and extortionists! Let's put them to the test! Let us embarrass them and neutralize their poison! An enemy exposed has been defeated half already!

To all of you who have helped and still help by putting your check in the envelope to be sent to Toronto: you all deserve the credit and our gratitude. Not mine, but everybody's thanks! And it's not just the living who are on our side; some of our friends already have departed from this plane of existence; some have left their last contributions in their wills so that the fight continues. To all of you, the living and the dead - not my thanks but the thanks and recognition of the German people and decent people everywhere! I am the tool. Without you, I could never have accomplished what I did. Together we are strong.

I send my greetings to all of you out of embattled Canada.

Ernst Zündel"


Thought for the Day ( a bit long but pure gold):

"I will not hide my tastes or aversions. If you are true, but not in the same truths with me, cleave to your own companions; I will seek my own. I do this not selfishly but humbly and truly.

It is alike your interest and mine and all men's, however long we have dwelt in lies, to live in truth. Does this sound harsh today?

You will soon love what is dictated by your nature as well as mine, and if we follow the truth, it will bring us out safe at last.

But so you may give these friends pain - yes, but I cannot sell my liberty and my power, to save their sensibility."

(Ralph Waldo Emerson, in "Essays: Self-Reliance")




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