I was born German in 1960. More time has passed since 9/11 than had passed between my birth and World War II. When I went to Kindergarten in America my parents were told to stop teaching me German and so they stopped and I lost my language forever. To this day I have been unable to learn any foreign language but English. I can’t tell you how many times I was called a Kraut, Jerry or Nazi as a kid and it still happens from time to time.
Growing up I was never able to understand the whole Holocaust program. I mean WTF? Were these people not Germans? Sure you murder your enemies in war but kill you own? This made absolutely no sense to me. Like other Germans I felt a sense of guilt about something I had nothing to do with. Most of my friends were Jewish because when my parents were together there was enough money to live in an upper class neighborhood in Upstate New York. I even went to a Bar Mitzvah when I was 13 and came home drunk as a sailor on shore leave. At 13.
I went through most of my life thinking how shameful it was to kill ones own people but I never really looked into it myself. Why would I? They taught me all I needed to know in school.
The first time I ever heard anything other than the official story of WWII was in college (I was 30). My honors Western Civilization professor had traveled to Austria to the childhood home of Adolf Hitler and spent a summer there doing research but in a subtle way. He wanted to get to know the people especially the people old enough to have been alive adults during the war. What he discovered was that the people in Braunau am Inn who were alive at the time believed Hitler to be Jewish but they were not easy to speak about it. He had to befriend them first not simply interview them which is why he spent a summer there. Not only was I taken aback by that revelation (I found he did have Jewish blood in him on his mothers side) I was curious as to why a professor of Western Civilization would pick Braunau am Inn in Austria to spend a summer in. Was there more going on here?
Several years went by and America invaded Iraq which I was totally against from day one. I was trading currencies at the time and I was very well versed in international politics and economics and right from the start I suspected ….. well let’s just say I had my suspicions but Iraq wasn’t even on my radar. I knew why we were invading Iraq and it had nothing to do with 9/11.
I really didn’t pay much attention to that war or the one in Afghanistan for that matter. I didn’t agree with those wars and I was a very busy man. The currencies of both counties were completely inconsequential only oil flow mattered in that region as Western Europe is highly dependent on Middle Eastern oil and I was primarily trading currencies against the Euro. On a side note information is critical in my line of work and the only news source that gave up to the minute accurate information as Aljazeera. Forget about Fiscal Times or the Wall Street Journal. Total waste of time and money.
Anyway back to my story. What really got me about these wars was the number of dead. With modern day weapons one might expect millions of dead Iraqis and whatever they call people in Afghanistan. I mean the Nazis killed 6 million Jews with a pesticide and Stalin’s regime murdered tens of millions. Then I found out that the number was more like 100,000. What we got worse at war? I mean you do have to kill people to win wars right? Out of morbid curiosity I decided to find out how many people died when America dropped the bomb on 2 major cities. low and behold each city lost about 100,000 people. Shit wasn’t adding up.
By the time my curiosity got the best of me because of the atomic bomb numbers, I had retired because of health reasons and had very little to do other than things around the house and playing video games so for about a year and a half I began my own research project into the matter. What I discovered was absolutely and in every way imaginable completely contrary to what I had been taught. None of it was the truth, not a single thing I had learned in school was close to the reality. Inconsistencies stacked on inconsistencies. Court hearings in places like Canada where “deniers” were on trail in what was clearly a kangaroo court mean to railroad the deniers told a very different story. Testimony from people who were incarcerated at the detainment facilities also told very different stories and much of what those who claimed firsthand Holocaust experience were simply so out of the realm of possibilities that only a child could believe them. The more I dug into what happened the less I slept struggling to make sense of what I was learning.
When people ask me about my views on the World Wars I tend to suggest they do their own research and maybe just give them a couple of sources to start them off. I remember what I used to think about “deniers” through most of my life and probably wouldn’t have listened seriously to any of them. I suppose most people would react in much the same way. But every year more and more of the information appears to be disappearing and each day we are reminded about a Holocaust I no longer believe ever happened. I don’t believe in the Holocaust. I do not believe either Germany or Japan were the instigators of WWII nor do I believe Germany was the instigator of WWI. These are the conclusions I have been forced to come to due to my own personal research. If you disagree I suggest you do some of your own but this time instead of looking at it through star spangled eyes try seeing things from the eyes of the enemies just to get you started. After a bit of digging you’ll be able to see just fine on your own.