"Hate Germany" Propaganda Exposed

by Holten Whitney

13 September 2004

[Originally published in Common Sense, 1 January 1961]

(A word about the Author; The author of the following article, an American soldier, went to Europe believing all the conventional hate propaganda against Germany that had been disseminated in America by a controlled and kept press, radio, movies and other sources of information. But being possessed of a keen, intelligent and inquiring mind, he investigated in a fair way. After carrying on his research, he came back home from Europe disillusioned with his former feelings of animosity against Germany.)


WHAT I SAW.

Back in June, 1945, I was stationed at the former German concentration camp at Dachau, Bavaria.

The Jewish refugees were still there in great numbers, the war having ended for Dachau only two months earlier. The other refugees, had long since gone home and to work. The Jew refugees remained and were pilfering the camp of everything they could easily carry away. The warehouses and storerooms of the camp had been emptied of all kinds of goods and material at the end of the war.

The first time I noticed this jew thievery was when a jew commandeered an army truck going into Munich. He had large cloth bags with him. They were full of leather. But he was just an ordinary thief. Another time a jew tried to steal five hundred pounds of brass out of a utility shop and got caught within my presence.

One Rumanian jew stole enough goods out of the camp and got enough free labor from the prisoners of war that he started a factory of his own and shared its ownership with the Jewish-American sub-commander of the camp maintenance system. His name was. Major Greene. The reason I know is that I often took gangs of prisoners of war over to the factory near the village of Dachau and guarded them while they toiled.

The jews stole cars and trucks from the camp and maintained them right in the camp at the expense of the American army. I've seen them bribe G I's to steal- gasoline for the trucks and cars.

German engineers and auto experts were employed to keep the stolen vehicles in good condition when the German prisoners were supposed by army authorities to be working on American army trucks.

An enduring mental picture I have of the Automotive Repair shop is the cars of the various jews jacked up for repairs and occupying all the space in the garage.

The jews also used material and labor from the camp in order to keep up and repair their homes and homes of their girl friends outside the camp, sometimes as far away as Munich. I used to take work details over to Munich to work on these private houses.

The jews occupied nearly all the decent housing on the premises of the camp while many American soldiers had to live three to a room. The house of the former commandant of the camp in German days was occupied by. a jew named Miklos and his White servants. He wore black leather boots and riding pants and drove around the camp in a German limousine. He used to throw parties for some of the American officers. Then the house would be lit up all night and the sound of the band could be heard all over the camp, which covered about a square mile.

I sometimes would mention to other G I's stationed at Dachau what I saw the jews doing. "That's nothing. Yesterday they ..." was an answer I often got back. The same thing was happening all over the camp from what I heard. I was told specifically that the jews stole glass wool, army gasoline, radio parts by the truckful, and a whole warehouse full of skis. Within a few months after the war, the cupboard was bare of materials and goods in so far as wartime Dachau was concerned. But many a jew fortune was made.

How did the jews get away with it? One way was thru the propaganda about their persecution at the hands of the Germans during the war. This propaganda caused the Americans to be indifferent towards the Jewish plundering of property belonging to others.

Some people seemed to think that jews were above the law and beyond criticism. Once a jew went up to a G I, a youngster in years, and army experience, and pointed out the window to a detail of Hungarian prisoners of war. "See that Hungarian out there with the stripes on his arm? He was a member of the Hungarian secret police during the war. He tortured a lot of jews." The American soldier went out and forced the Hungarian to clean snow off the tops of a row of army trailers. He made him do it with bare hands.

Another thing was the organization of Jewry itself. The jews were for all practical purposes in charge of Dachau. Most important jobs and positions seemed to be in their hands. The section of the camp where I was employed was overseen by an American Jewish officer. The American army sergeant of the prison compound where I worked was still another American jew.

His name was Givertz. The foreman of all the prisoners of war sent out from the compound was a jew refugee. And the compound office swarmed with droves of other jews.

When Givertz came to the office in July, he was a "T" corporal and was outranked by a gentile buck sergeant. The buck sergeant was transferred to another job in another part of the camp early in August. Later on he took a civilian job at the camp at $5,500 a year. Givertz was promoted first to buck sergeant, then to staff sergeant, and the last I heard he was a master sergeant, by the first of 1946.

In January of 1946 the American army forcibly deported Ukrainian freedom fighters to Communist Russia. When the war had started in 1941 between Russia and Germany, the Ukrainians had risen up against the Red dictatorship at Moscow and fought alongside the Germans. They did so in order to free their country from Russian occupation.

The Russians permanently reoccupied Ukrainia at the close of WW II and hundreds of thousands of Ukrainians had fled to the West for sanctuary, where they were jailed by the American army and kept in camps like Dachau. The Red government at Moscow said the Ukrainians were Nazis and demanded their return.

One day at noon I heard a terrible cry and sounds of commotion at the Ukrainian compound; Upon arriving; there, I saw that the Ukrainians were being forced by a contingent of the artillery soldiers to board railroad boxcars The train was parked on a siding just outside the Ukrainian compound:

The effort to force the Ukrainians had not succeeded as yet. First the American officers had asked the Ukrainians to get on the train. Then they sent American soldiers into the barracks to force them out. Then the Americans had tossed tear gas bombs had not come out. Instead the Ukrainians crowded to the windows for fresh air and pleaded with the American soldiers for mercy.

Near the gate to the prison enclosure stood the American officers and the Red officers who were to accompany the Ukrainians to Russia. Swarming around the boxcars of the train and spilling over into the compound were hundreds of spectators. The compound was filled with a battallion of American soldiers milling around trying to escape the fumes from the bombs that had been tossed into the barracks. They were unable to approach them because of the gas clinging to the building and all in it.

After a conference between the American and Communist officers, gas masks had been summoned from an infantry regiment headquarters. Shortly the American soldiers donned the masks and divided into teams.

American soldiers went into the barracks with clubs. They beat down resistance and dragged the Ukrainians out of the barracks one by one. They handed them to the main body of American soldiers who remained outside the barracks. Two soldiers would then get on either arm of a Ukrainian and another American soldier would follow along behind with a club. If the unfortunate twisted or resisted the soldier behind would strike him on the back of the head. And they did not spare the rod.

The doors of the railroad boxcars were thrown wide open. The Ukrainians, like cattle, were packed tightly in both ends of the boxcars. Both ends were boarded up and nailed fast, leaving the middle of the car empty where the doors opened. A soldier rode in the middle of the car as guard.

As a last measure of resistance, the sweaty, tear-stained Ukrainians locked their arms together in sheer desperation and came outside the barracks; The ragged lines swayed as they sang national anthems of their country; The soldiers charged the lines and beat them down with clubs.

Still another team of American soldiers cleared out from the barracks whoever tried to remain inside. One youth was dragged by the feet out from one of the barracks. He had wedged himself under a bed and breathed deeply of the gas fumes.

When they dragged him out he was suffocated by the tear gas. The color of his face was deep purple. His long, lank body and close-cropped blond hair reminded me of some American high school athlete of pre-war days in America. But the youth was not the only dead Ukrainian. The area was littered with the bodies of victims of tear gas and physical assault. One of them had regained an upright position. He was praying, and for some reason I fancied he was saying "Forgive them, Oh Lord, for they know not what they do."

I knew that history was in the making. I therefore had the urge to participate. So I joined the ranks of one group of American soldiers as they left the railroad cars after having delivered their charges to them.

I got in line and grabbed the left arm of a Ukrainian and began escorting him to the train. The smell of tear gas was strong and I could feel the sweat under his aim thru his torn shirt. He sagged a little arid bent his head as he went along. Half way to the gate I leaned towards his ear arid said in a low voice, "Fini, eh?" He answered in the affirmative.

For a long time I fancied I could smell the sweat from his arm on my fingers. I could not help but contrast the oriental features and squat build of the communist officers with the light complexioned and-straight-featured countenance of the Ukrainian patriot.

Days later there were stories around the carnp that the Ukrainians had been shot as soon as-the train crossed into the Soviet zone of Germany.

I hate to admit it but not one American soldier I talked to about it displayed the slightest amount of sympathy for the Ukrainians. ''They were traitors," were the inevitable answers. Once I replied to a buddy of mine, "Then the Italians were traitors for turning on Germany. The Ukrainians are no more Russians than the Italians are Germans." My friend could not understand.

What I Learned Thru Personal Investigation in My Capacity as a Guard at the Camp.

GAS OVENS AT DACHAU

When I came to Dachau I had heard of the horrors of the gas chambers where it was stated that millions of jews had been burned to death, I had seen pictures of the death train found at the gate of Dachau in April 1945, when the American army moved in. The picture showed heaps of dead bodies of men, women, and children. They were incredibly wasted and were lying sprawled around the open doors of boxcar doors.

Once in Dachau I sensed vagueness about the alleged murders. The whole question melted away when brought up. In general I never saw any proof of the gassing of millions or even thousands of prisoners. No one knew anything about it altho l asked; many questions.

At that time in the summer of 1945, the story of the "six million" had not yet been born. The number claimed dead was much smaller than it is now.

It seemed that all the jews and ex-prisoners at Dachau had been there a long time since before 1939 in many cases. Most of them appeared to be in good health and unmarked by life. A few of them had a hollow look around the eyes and a certain tightness to the skin of the face. The ones I asked about it said they had had typhus "Everyone here had it," they said.

Typhus is a fever, that literally burns up and makes skeletons out of its victim.

I asked a German about the murder of millions at Dachau in the crematory. He waved his hands and told me not to believe such lies. He had been at the camp since being drafted into the German army in 1942, first as a guard and then as a prisoner of the Americans. There had been no cruelty, no gassing, no murder.

WHAT ABOUT THE DEATH TRAIN?

"They were prisoners of war, Russian guerrilla bands mostly, brought here to Dachau as we retreated from the East" he said. "Bombing attacks slowed the movement of the train. Typhus broke out on it amid filthy conditions," he continued, "and by the time the train got here, most of the prisoners were afflicted and dying." "HOW DO YOU EXPLAIN THE CREMATORY?" I asked.



This is one of the many groups of victims of the ferocious Allied bombings of Dresden, Germany, the art center, on Feb. 13, 14, and April 17, 1945, which "held no important industries which could have bolstered the fading German war effort" (N.Y. Herald Tribune), but whose 625,000 population had just then been swelled to 1,000,000 by refugees from the Russians believing that the Four Freedom crusaders would not bomb where bombing would kill only women and children-and art. "When the Red Army arrived on May 8, it ordered the thousands of corpses that were still being taken out of the debris to be piled up in the Altmarkt. . . . .

The streets leading to the square were roped off and flamethrowers were turned on the bodies."

Hundreds of thousands of Germans who were buried in the mass graves as a result of bombings were exhibited later to deceive Americans into believing they were jews.

"Every prison and asylum has a crematory." he said. "There's no room for graveyards in Germany, at least for prisoners. We must use the land to grow food. How could we have a funeral for each of the thousands of Germans killed by bombs including the prisoners?"

The crematory at Dachau was one of the first places I visited upon reaching Dachau. One Saturday I went on a conducted tour of the gas chambers. I joined about fifteen men and Women tourists from different -countries at the main gate. We went thru a little clump of trees in one corner of the camp, down a muddy path. We entered a small concrete building about the size of a backyard garage.

lhe first room was empty except for several signs and a large painting around the room. The signs indicated that many beings had met their death on these premi-ses. It was obvious to me that this was propaganda paraphernalia placed there after the war to prejudice tourists. It was not placed there by the Germans. I forget the exact number that the signs claimed had been put to death in Dachau. But it was a few thousands. Since then I have read repeatedly in national magazines that nearly a million jews were exterminated there.

The painting showed a gaunt prisoner in striped convict suit with ball and chain attached to one leg.

The guide said that the prisoners had been relieved of all possessions and clothing in this first room. He said that gold and stainless steel dentures and the hair on the head had been salvaged after the executions which had taken place in the next room.

The second room was fitted out with shower nozzles running along the walls. There were no windows and both doors were heavy; It was not much bigger than a small bedroom. The guide said that the prisoners were gassed in this second room. the gas was wafted thru the.shower nozzles after the prisoners had been told they were going to take a shower.

The guide made no reference to jews being gassed. I got the impression that the victims were mostly Russian prisoners of War caught operating back of German battle lines and executed as spies.

The back door to this shower room looked down into a cramped boiler room. This boiler room looked like part of a basement to. some small brick building. It was fitted out with two large boilers. The Boilers had gas jets inside.

Each boiler was fitted out with two metal stretchers on roller's attached to the front of the boiler. The corpses were placed on the stretchers and pushed inside the boilers. In an hour or so the bodies were reduced to cinders. The remains were raked off the stretchers and new corpses were put in place.

We followed the guide down into the boiler room. We saw wooden push carts sitting outside the boiler room doors under a tree;

The sightseers had been apprehensive and a little jittery when we started from the main gate. They seemed gloomy when we were in the ante-room. But another emotion seemed to come over them down in the boiler room.

The crematory had not quite panned out. Some of them had traveled far to see it. From afar they had heard of a Nazi death factory. They had expected banks of gas ovens and evidence of murder, mass murder.

Instead of a million jews it turned out that a few thousand prisoners of war had been executed there, and after death had been cremated instead of buried. And for all the sightseers knew, the prisoners may have deserved it.

It was obvious to all that the equipment at hand was not sufficient to gas or burn very many bodies. I figured it up later. It would have taken 540 years to burn the proverbial "six million" at Dachau even if the crematory were kept busy all day long, seven days a week, fifty-two weeks a year. It would have taken ninety years to burn a million bodies at Dachau.

When we stepped out the back door of the crematory, there was a buzz of conversation in the crowd and short laughter. One girl laughed cynically and said, "Is that all there is to it?" The German people had not been so evil as she had thought.

But there was one more thing to See. The guide showed us stacks of earthen ware jars. They were meant to hold the remains of the dead. The jars were shipped to relatives of the dead.

More than once afterwards during my months at Dachau, I went back to the small building housing the crematory. Most week days it was deserted.

Several things about the premises struck my attention. One was the shower room. The doors were not air, tight. No gassing of prisoners seemingly could have taken place in the shower room. The escaping gas would have sickened and eventually killed the guards and attendants.

Also the shower nozzle, from whence it was alleged the deadly gas wafted, appeared to be new. The nozzles were bright and shiny. The plaster around them was lighter in color than the plaster on the rest of the room. The plaster around the nozzles was no more than several months old if that much. This fact suggested that the shower nozzles had been installed after the war, as I had heard before from a German plumber, named Alex, who had been in the prisoner work gang ordered to install them.

The presence of push carts outside the boiler room suggested something too. They probably had been used to bring the dead from the hospital and barracks to the crematory after having died from natural causes.

Incidentally up until the last part of the war, the victims of illness at the camp had been treated at the camp hospital, whose facilities for treatment were excellent even by American standards. Each bed was fitted out with radios and earphones.

As for cremation, it permitted the families of the dead to claim the ashes and to give them a decent burial at home, something they would not have been able to do in most cases without cremation.

Cremation is indeed the accepted way of disposing of dead bodies in many European institutions and prisons and asylums even today. The one at Dachau was no bigger than normal. It served the need to dispose quickly of diseased corpses in order to prevent and control epidemics. The crematory served as camp graveyard.

Further Investigative Research Carried Out By the Author After Leaving Camp Dachau.

Here is how I reconstructed the operation of the crematory, after much thinking and questioning and reading. Every morning the pushcarts gathered the dead from the barracks. It must be said that many prisoners were in bad health or suffering from sickness when they came to Dachau.

The corpses Were delivered to the anteroom. They Were examined there by a doctor. Death certificates were made out and the bodies were prepared for cremation.

All clothing was removed and valuables Were removed. The possessions of the dead were confiscated by the state. They were contributed to the war effort of common defense against Communist invasion from the East.

Here I take issue with the government The personal possessions ought to have been returned to the families of the dead when possible. This might indeed have been done before the last years of the war.

The bodies were laid out in the so-called shower room. The doors were kept closed for obvious reasons.

The crematory burners were started. The bodies were carried down to the boiler room one by one on stretchers and burned. After an hour or so the ashes were raked out of the boilers and placed in jars. The jars were sealed, labeled and stacked out in back of the crematory. A truck picked up the jars and took them to the camp express office. They were sent home free of charge. Until the last month of the war, the ashes of every single human being who died at Dachau was sent home to his family.

Towards the last part of the war, many of the dead from the epidemics that swept the camp had no records in camp. It was impossible to label the remains of them. So they Were given a common burial in large caskets.

When the American army overran Dachau, so did teams of jew agents. These orientals and bolshevists engineered the story of Dachau as a murder camp. Mean- -while other teams of jews were doing the same thing all over Europe. They took possession of the German war archives. They appropriated records, films and whole libraries of information. They forged documents that incriminated individual German governmental officers. The jews destroyed documents that justified the Germans. They coerced and tortured confessions out of prisoners. They doctored photographs. They doctored papers.

In the end they burned over 100 million library and school textbooks in the greatest book burning outrage in the history of the world.

Evidence collected by the German army showed that the Reds had slaughtered close to seventy-eight million Whites, mostly blonds, in Russia and Eastern Europe from 1917 onwards. The Reds liquidated the native Russian stock. By 1941 only Asiatics and mixed breeds remained.

The jews destroyed all evidence of Communist genocide.

But they did more. For example the jews would take a photograph of a Khazar tribes-man murdering a blond-haired German family in Russia. They would doctor the photograph and change the faces and. insignia on uniforms to make it seem that the White was killing the Asiatic.

The Germans had captured thousands of detailed pictures showing the mass-murder of the Russian equivalent to our Pennsylvania Dutch in Russia in 1940-1941.

The jew agents who descended upon Germany: after the close of World War II forced German citizens to sign false confessions admitting the murder of jews. Their confessions-. were used against Germanic people everywhere.

Frankfort Germany served as headquarters for the processing of what the jew teams invented, faked and forged. The central office for the jew fabricators was said to be located in the I. G. Farben building for a while.

There the final processing, was done on the truckloads of affidavits, photographs and film. The whole mass of faked evidence was assembled into a coherent tale by the end of 1945. It has served as a basis for prosecution in all war crime trials since then. That part of the forged evidence pertaining to the trial of the so-called major war criminals of 1946 is called "Official Documents of Nazi War Crimes and Aggression." Afterwards the whole bulk of the material was shipped to the Wiener Library in London. This library was made up of thousands of statements by jews charging the Germanic people with all sorts of crimes since 1933.

It is a fact that no jews were driven to prisons in Nazi Germany simply because they were jews.

Wherever it is possible to investigate the truthfulness of stories that jews were persecuted, none can be proven. For example it is admitted that no French jews were gassed. It is too easy to check the facts in France. Journalists have access to all parts of the country. People are not afraid to talk. Plenty of impartial witnesses exist to confirm or deny.

The well-known radical Jewess Gertrude Stein lived in France all thru the war. She was not molested by the Nazis.

Our sources of information about the extermination of the "six million" come to us from just those areas where no confirmation is possible, i.e., Eastern Europe and areas are strongly anti-German, anti-White and anti-Nazi. History shows that the governments were launched by these so-called jews and jew ideas. The press and institutions for scientific research and scholarship of nearly all of them are tied to national political policy and are regarded as tools of the state.

Therefore the case against Germany is based upon the word of their worst enemies, supported by witnesses who have been subjected to strong coercion and by documents filtered thru Jewish hands.

Such evidence is no evidence.

In 1933 the Reds burned down the German capitol buildings in Berlin as a signal to Red revolution. The revolution failed. Camp Dachau was built as an auxiliary prison for the purpose of housing communist traitors. Many if not most of them were jews.

Dachau continued thru the thirties to serve as a prison for Red traitors. Condi-tions at the camp were no better or worse than any other prison in north Europe. Until 1939 it accommodated only German Jewish and German prisoners. No executions took place there.

Dachau was expanded when war broke out in 1939. Communist infiltrators, spies, and saboteurs from other parts of Europe were sent there once the war started.

Few or no jews were sent to Dachau after 1941 when the Russo-German war started. The Russian jews fled en masse with the flight of the Red army. They believed their own propaganda. Few of these Russian jews ever came under jurisdiction of the German government.

The jews in such nations as Italy, Rumania, Slovakia, Bulgaria and Hungary also were beyond the control of the German state. Nazi officials like Joseph Goebbels complained often in their wartime diary-writings that jews still strongly influenced the rulers of these German allies.

At no time were there more than a million jews under control of Nazi Germany. There were no more than half that number ever living at one time inside Greater Germany, including three fourths of the land now claimed as Poland.

By 1944 the Red army began its invasion of Germany. Prisons inside Germany did double and triple duty in order to accommodate prison populations from those portions of Europe that the Asiatics had driven into.

Dachau got its share of prisoners of war starting late in 1944 and early 1945, a few months before the end of the war.

The spring of 1945 brought clear weather to the small territory left to the German army. It also brought clouds of American and British aircraft who shot up everything in sight. The planes strafed and bombed even at night. Nothing on wheels could move.

By April communications and governmental control had broken down in Germany. The Reich was prostrate. Dachau was isolated and quarantined.

Trainloads of prisoners on the way to Dachau were stalled on track sidings for weeks. The results can be imagined. The authorities could not turn the prisoners loose, and they could not supply them with food or medication.

It was one of these trains that was parked at the gate at Dachau on a morning late in April, 1945, when the American army reached Dachau. The Americans were horrified. But they knew it was one of the accidents of war caused by allied invasion of Europe and concomitant circumstances. It took a Jewish press to convince the world otherwise.

The trains that reached Dachau before the Americans came found the same bad conditions there. Food supplies had given out at Camp Dachau. Famine and sickness swept the camp. The newcomers: only added to the overcrowding and brought more epidemics to sweep the camp.

The crematory worked overtime to dispose of the typhus racked, pitifully thin bodies of German guards and their prisoners. There was one gathering of the dead in the morning and another in the afternoon. The camp command gave up push carts and resorted to trucks in order to get the corpses delivered to the crematory.

Many of the corpses weighed no more than fifty pounds. They would be reduced to ashes within thirty to forty minutes in the incinerator.

It is important to remember that each of these corpses were counted as jews by the press in later compilations. Also each one was said to have been murdered instead of having died naturally from disease.

The attendants and German guards at the crematory died from contamination from the dead. Towards the end of the war, most of the German guards and some of the officers and their families stationed at the camp fled. Finally the crematory was abandoned. The bodies were left lying in their beds or at best stacked in one place. The guards who had the courage to remain retreated to the guard towers in order to escape the pestilence. Many were found dead at their posts.

There was no food in the camp for the last three days. These were three of the days late in April that the American army waited passively nearby while the Red army closed in on the heartland of the White man.

The same stories about German atrocities were told during and after World War I. They were shown to be false by revisionist historians after the close of the war. The stories of the gas ovens of World War II were more of the same wartime propaganda of hysteria, designed to fire up the people to fervor for war. But after WW II, it served Jewish propaganda to continue with the stories and to continue to make fools of the masses. The spirit of deliberate scholarship and scientific honesty in evaluating the past has disappeared since 1918. True liberalism in historical research is dead for the most part. The result is that most people still believe in the myth of the "six million.

HOLTEN WHITNEY

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