- Today, I have sad news to report. Ernst Zundel was arrested
yesterday, allegedly on an immigration violations matter. In a nutshell,
he was told that he had missed showing up at a scheduled immigration hearing
in May of 2001. Things are still very sketchy, but I will tell you what
I know and, in essence, documented for Ernst's immigration attorney:
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- February 5, 2003
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- This is what I remember about Ernst's arrest by the officers
of INS:
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- It is now 1:10 pm.
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- Shortly after 11 a. m. the door bell rang. I was in my
office. I remember the time because I am on a diet and I knew I could have
a snack at 11 a.m. Ernst and John, a local man who helps out with odd jobs,
were working on Ernst's painting, framing some of them.
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- Two minutes or so later, Ernst came into my office and
said, as I remember it. "Guess what. The INS guys are here because
I am supposed to have missed a hearing."
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- I went outside with him, and there were a total of 5
men, one of them in uniform. (John later told me that the man in uniform
was the local deputy sheriff.) Ernst stood by the hood of John's car with
one of the officers handing him a pad with a one-page text that he was
trying to get Ernst to sign.
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- Ernst asked if he could call his lawyer. He was told
that he could not.
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- I asked if I could call a lawyer, and I was told that
I could not.
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- The demeanor of the men, I felt, was threatening. Ernst
said he wanted to read the document he was to sign, and was told the men
did not have all day. Nonetheless, he read it very carefully, then told
them that he never received a request for a hearing. I reiterated that
as well. I also said that we had received a notification that said a hearing
might take "up to 36 months". (Ernst had applied for permanent
residency status in the US in the summer of 2000) The officer just shrugged.
Ernst was again urged to sign the paper, and I suggested that he put a
note at the bottom stating that he had never received a hearing date. Ernst
then said, as I remember it: "What happens if I don't sign it?"
and he was told by the man who stood to his left: "Then we'll have
to arrest you." "And if I sign it?" At that, the man said:
"Either way. We are here to arrest you."
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- Thereupon Ernst signed the paper, I believe. Maybe he
just wrote his objection. I never saw what was written there, nor was I
given a copy. Ernst then asked me to get him a jacket and his passport.
I went upstairs and one of the agents followed me. He was very snoopy and
looked around in several rooms but did not touch anything. He only said:
"You have a nice house. You have a lot of books. Your husband likes
to read?" I said: "We both like to read."
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- I found the jacket and passport, and when I came down,
Ernst had emptied his pockets of his bills and money. It lay on the hood
of John's car. He said to me: "Remember what I told you? That's what
they were going to do. Use a bureaucratic excuse to get me." (That
was the meaning of his words. I don't remember them exactly.)
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- I had the presence of mind to ask the names of the officers.
They are: John Barnes, Gary Slaybough (apparently the boss), Scott Pitman,
Sat D. (?) Lee, and County Sheriff Steve Watson.
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- Ernst then said to the officers: "I am on medication.
Can I take my medication along?" He was told that he could. He asked
me to get it, and I went upstairs to get it. Again, one of the agents followed
me. I was shaking by that time, but I got his medication in a plastic grocery
bag and took it down. I saw that he was being put in handcuffs. I said,
thinking of his sore wrist: "Is that necessary? There's five of you.
He isn't going to run away." One of the officers said: "We do
that to all of them, not to show favoritism." Then Ernst was led away.
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- I did not see in which car he was put, or if he waved
goodbye. It all happened very fast.
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- Our helper, John, was there the whole time because he
had worked with Ernst on his painting frames in the garage, and he witnessed
everything. I went upstairs, found our immigration lawyer's number, and
called him. I told John to stay with me and listen so I would have a witness.
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- The immigration lawyer said he knew nothing of a hearing;
he had not been informed either. He also said that people didn't get arrested
for missing a hearing. He said he would call around and find out what was
going on. I told him that one of the officers had told me that Ernst was
being taken to Knoxville, and that I would be called and informed what
would happen to him. (So far, I have not yet been called by any of the
agents.) The lawyer repeated that he would call around to find out what
was going on and he would call me back.
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- I then called another attorney who is a family friend
who had been with us when we first met the immigration lawyer. This attorney
thought that the arrest probably had to do with "war fever" -
that immigration was rounding up people and Ernst's enemies took advantage
of the situation and put on pressure in the right places. He also thought
there might come the question of bail, and that bail for a federal arrest
was very high. I said that we would not be able to pay it.
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- Our friend then offered to have his in-laws come and
stay with me for a few days. I told them I had trusted friends in the area
and would be all right.
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- I then talked briefly with John and asked for his recollection.
John told me that he was asked for ID and some nosy questions, and he also
said he perceived the agents as threatening.
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- I told him that chances were he would be interrogated,
and to make sure to tell the truth. I told him that I was sure he knew
that Ernst had a high profile, but that he also knew we were decent people
who had nothing to hide. I told him it was very important to tell the truth
is he knew it.
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- Our lawyer friend then called me back and said that he
had had a very good conversation with the immigration lawyer who thought
that a judge had not ordered the arrest, that the arrest came from the
Immigration Commissioner - that is, from the top.
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- John is upstairs writing down what he saw and experienced.
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- Ingrid Zündel
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- I only want to add that I have since talked to Ernst
twice, last night and this morning. He is being held in a neighboring county
jail and expects to be sent "elsewhere". He also said to look
in the drawer of his night stand for my Valentine's present.
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- How do I feel? I feel like I felt as a child when my
father was taken away by Soviet goons, under a similar flimsy pretense
and without any prior notification. My readers know that I never saw my
father again.
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- I expect to see Ernst again - make no mistake about that!
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- That is all I know and want to say at this time.
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- I would like to keep my phone line open in case I need
to communicate with either Ernst, his attorneys or government officials.
Please do not call. E-mail me or use our fax.
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