- Yesterday I phoned the desk clerk at Mannheim prison
and requested a brief interview with the German patriot Sylvia Stolz. My
request was denied. I then asked if I might enjoy a jocular, non-political
conversation with the prisoner of conscience, Ernst Zündel. Again,
my request was denied, my eventually being referred to some attorney general
whose name I cared neither to note nor remember.
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- The clerk, however, was decent enough to assure me that
both subjects of my enquiries were being well fed. I expressed my gratitude
in as much as I was able to assure him that I myself expected one day to
partake of the pleasures afforded by Mannheim's culinary facilities. Yes,
he said, bacon is on the menu: Rewe bacon. (I love Rewe bacon.)
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- The day will come when I shall be described by the Shining
Ones as a bacon-eating pervert. In the eyes of the Great Unmentionables,
a bacon-eating pervert is a man or a woman brave enough to tell the truth.
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- In Germany, untold thousands of such perverts sit in
prison for telling the truth about gaping anomalies the historical record.
Bacon-eating perverts come in all shapes and sizes, serving time according
to the degree of severity with which they object to the mendacious nature
of the Soviet European Union and its concomitant 'holocaust' religion.
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- I also try to tell the truth, and to hell with the danger.
I can't help it. It was what I was taught at home and school. I read books.
Lots of them. Or at least those that haven't been burned. When someone
asks of me my honest opinion, I shall give it to him plainly and simply
and I care not one jot for the secret police who may be taping every word
I say (yes, they really do exist in Germany).
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- I've said loud and clear, in print and in word, exactly
what I think of their 'holocaust' propaganda and yet the fuckers refuse
to arrest me. I wonder why? There is no other mouth in Germany as contentiously
loud as mine.
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- I can only surmise that we, as Great Unbelievers in the
Defining Moment Of History and members of the bacon-eating races, have
been dismissed as beyond rehabilitation by Europe's kosher lawyers. No
doubt, they are perturbed by the thought that bacon is the least savoury
item on the Big Bagel's menu for those of us destined to fry in hell's
kitchen and are compelled to keep us waiting while the 'carte du jour'
is changed.
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- Spare a thought for the purveyors of prison-issue bacon,
who most certainly have a vested interest in ensuring that heretics such
as myself remain on the fast track to a tête-à-tête
with the German Holocaust Inquisition and their Soya-eating Judeo-Fascist
cohorts in Brussels. Don't quit, I can hear them saying.
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- I therefore took the liberty of writing last year to
the Justice Minister, one Mrs Brigitte Zypries, and informed her in no
uncertain terms that I am highly sceptical of the eminently disprovable
claim that 6,000,000,000 billion Jews were gassed prior to an open air
grill and barbecue party on the occasion of the Most Significant Event
In World History.
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- Disappointingly, the good lady saw fit to furnish me
with no reply. (Would you?) I find myself free of foot, despite the fact
that Ernst Zündel, Sylvia Stolz and Germar Rudolf remain incarcerated
for having made much more intelligently pertinent observations, albeit
perhaps in pursuit of their selfish desire to consume vast quantities of
free Rewe bacon.
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- I have now come to the view that it takes a special kind
of person to reject the fantastical 'holocaust' narrative and find himself
in the slammer before you can say, "Gulag Archipelago". Perhaps
someone who loathes discount Rewe bacon and expresses a preference for
vegan nutrition, the consumption of which I must confess would be a punishment
more than I could possibly bear.
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- So, while we're waiting, let's do some serious denying.
I deny everything. I deny your fucking holocaust. I deny your 9-11 mythology.
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- I deny you any control over my mind, including what I
think, write and say.
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- I deny the legitimacy of this government. I deny the
legality of the economic system under which we live. I deny you the right
to abridge my natural rights as a freeborn human being. I deny the veracity
of the history books that I did not write. I deny the truthfulness of anything
that took place without my having witnessed it personally.
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- I deny the lawfulness of impositions placed upon me by
your fascist-corporate system of usurious slavery. I deny your fake democracy.
I deny you your continual lies and unashamed disinformation. I deny the
acceptability of your greed and your mendacity. I deny that anyone has
a future in the despised Soviet-Zionist European Union.
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- I deny and reject everything you stand for.
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- But never, absolutely never, will you deny me my right
to free speech, liberty, and the dignity of a life lived with honour and
integrity.
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- If that somehow aggrieves you, then arrest me or kill
me. Either way, you can't deny me.
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- Michael James, an Englishman, is a former freelance journalist.
He has been resident in Germany since 1992 with additional long-haul stays
in East Africa, Poland and Switzerland.
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